<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041</id><updated>2011-07-08T00:19:54.028-07:00</updated><category term='paper'/><category term='scrappers'/><category term='martha'/><category term='hudson valley'/><category term='rock'/><category term='bill'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='digital layout'/><category term='Jeremiah'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='bills'/><category term='bridal party'/><category term='joanie'/><category term='Fred'/><category term='pee'/><category term='lions'/><category term='Sal'/><category term='Merv'/><category term='pug'/><category term='thank you'/><category term='first published page'/><category term='scissors'/><category term='jimmy'/><category term='tigers'/><category term='piggies'/><category term='stacey'/><category term='bears'/><category term='jen'/><category term='Michael'/><category term='Sparta Stationary'/><category term='Space Farms'/><title type='text'>My Life In 12X12</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-2609208944861458277</id><published>2010-01-21T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T10:42:08.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>** Make Room For Baby Sale **</title><content type='html'>The baby is on his way! As my due date approaches I am cleaning out to make room for our new addition. I am selling of many different items. I am staring with stamps which include many loose stamps as well as several Stampin' Up sets. If you would like a copy of my "catalog" please feel free to email me. I will be adding items weekly and will announce as I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-2609208944861458277?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/2609208944861458277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=2609208944861458277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/2609208944861458277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/2609208944861458277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2010/01/make-room-for-baby-sale.html' title='** Make Room For Baby Sale **'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-8294479184259990348</id><published>2009-06-03T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:31:33.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And we're live!!!</title><content type='html'>It's finally up! My etsy store has come alive. Stay tuned as I will be updating with more handmade items soon! Take a look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mrschefluv.etsy.com"&gt;www.mrschefluv.etsy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for looking!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-8294479184259990348?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/8294479184259990348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=8294479184259990348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/8294479184259990348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/8294479184259990348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-were-live.html' title='And we&apos;re live!!!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-1334989785637655555</id><published>2009-06-01T13:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T13:52:40.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bzzzzz....</title><content type='html'>Hello!! I know it's been a long long time. Alas, I have been busy with something new. I have been working diligently setting up my etsy shop. I just got an email from my awesome friend Aaron who wrote my shop announcement for me and I am about ready to go. Thought I would start creating the buzz!! Stay tuned.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few sneak peeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SiQ-k1EqwxI/AAAAAAAAA40/BcjqiwdTc60/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SiQ-k1EqwxI/AAAAAAAAA40/BcjqiwdTc60/s320/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342463860411122450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SiQ-k5l5mRI/AAAAAAAAA4s/waREBV6GY88/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SiQ-k5l5mRI/AAAAAAAAA4s/waREBV6GY88/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342463861624248594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SiQ-kVEDMrI/AAAAAAAAA4k/yXyJgBhCFmQ/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SiQ-kVEDMrI/AAAAAAAAA4k/yXyJgBhCFmQ/s320/01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342463851818594994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-1334989785637655555?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/1334989785637655555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=1334989785637655555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/1334989785637655555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/1334989785637655555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2009/06/bzzzzz.html' title='Bzzzzz....'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SiQ-k1EqwxI/AAAAAAAAA40/BcjqiwdTc60/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-5961243708604520203</id><published>2009-03-06T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T17:06:33.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Gateway Drug</title><content type='html'>Despite yesterday's outburst of bitterness over being unemployed, there is an upside. It's one that has fulfilled some part of me. The part that needs to be creative. That is the part I was born with. Well, I mean I was born with all my parts (thank God!) but I am not talking physically. Ever since I was a child I always loved creating, whether it be modeling with play-doh, or actually making it from scratch. I would feel the need for more colors on my 8 color watercolor palette and start mixing. Although all I ever got there was brown. The books with the magic pens that you colored on and the colors appeared just frustrated me. I wanted to choose and coordinate my own colors. And I am still that way, although it's gotten worse. In a good way though and I blame scrapbooking. You know what they say about marijuana being the gateway drug? That's what scrapbooking was for me, my gateway drug. Gateway into a world of paper crafts, stamping, embossing, it even got me back into painting. &lt;br /&gt;On the brink of this gateway was where "My Life in 12X12 " began. Well it was actually a very slow day at work and I needed to occupy myself. (Did I just say slow day at work? I miss those days.) Anyway, at that time, scrapbooking was what I was doing. That has definitely shifted. I still love living my life in 12X12 but now there is more. I found ATC's which led me to swaps which led me to chunky books which led me to...and here I sit. Blogging about the world of create in which I know live. It's a pretty good place to be. It keeps me busy, gives a purpose and makes me feel better about myself. Plus it's really fun! I posted a few new links to the right, some new places I have been hanging out. Come say hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first chunky page:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SbHILLZH7qI/AAAAAAAAA4c/4-W2f6fOPfg/s1600-h/IMG00045-20090306-1958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SbHILLZH7qI/AAAAAAAAA4c/4-W2f6fOPfg/s320/IMG00045-20090306-1958.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310245530008809122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the poem:&lt;br /&gt;Dreams by Langston Hughes&lt;br /&gt;Hold fast to dreams&lt;br /&gt;For if dreams die&lt;br /&gt;Life is a broken-winged bird&lt;br /&gt;That cannot fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold fast to dreams&lt;br /&gt;For when dreams go&lt;br /&gt;Life is a barrem field&lt;br /&gt;Frozen with snow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-5961243708604520203?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/5961243708604520203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=5961243708604520203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/5961243708604520203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/5961243708604520203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-gateway-drug.html' title='My Gateway Drug'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SbHILLZH7qI/AAAAAAAAA4c/4-W2f6fOPfg/s72-c/IMG00045-20090306-1958.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-2860312344358615493</id><published>2009-03-05T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T04:06:44.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on the blog wagon</title><content type='html'>Well hellooooo...it has been a very long time. I really have no other excuse than that I have been hiding out in my apartment watching reruns of BH 90210 and wallowing in self loathing. You see on November 24, 2008 after 2 years at Giovatto, I got laid off. That's right, I became a statistic...yet again. So I guess it is the shame and embarrassment that has kept me away. I may not have been able to admit it yet to myself how disappointed I was so I was not ready to reveal anything to the rest of the world (or the 3 people that read my blog). &lt;br /&gt;But now I am saying the hell with it. I have nothing to be ashamed of. With people like Bernie Madoff, what the hell am I feeling sorry for? I did nothing to deserve losing my job. I wasn't fired. I merely became an end product of an economic disaster, much like many of my fellow Americans. And I am not hanging my head low anymore. Although I am not holding it high proud to be an American right now either. What I am doing is hoping that someone else out there in my situation reads this and says "Yeah me either! I have nothing to be ashamed of." Because I wonder about all the other people out there that stagger out of bed each morning to face another grueling day of endless job searching and calling in their unemployment claim and dealing with people who say things like "so no new jobs posted?" NO THERE HAVEN'T BEEN ANY NEWS JOBS POSTED SINCE I STILL HAD A DAMN JOB!!! SO DON'T ASK. &lt;br /&gt;Frustration folks, that's what I am getting at. I worry what this lack of jobs could lead to. I wonder about things like will there be a mental illness epidemic? will the suicide rate increase? I wonder if anyone in Congress has thought about that? &lt;br /&gt;The other day I got a notice in the mail saying due to economic stimulus (of which I am convinced there is no such thing) I will be getting an extra $25 a week in my paycheck. WOW!! BFD!! Is that honestly supposed to make me feel better? How about some support, some relief. Instead I have to show up to the unemployment office to listen to some miserable retiree tell me about all that unemployment services there are for me to take advantage of. Oh yes you didn't know? Well there is the training program in case you want to start your own business. Because with a booming economy like this what jobless person wouldn't want to risk it all to go into their own business?? What a great idea!! And if that doesn't strike your fancy, well then you can go back to school to learn something new. Much better idea. Go to school for a few years (again) so you can graduate with another degree in a different field where there are no jobs available. Ugghhh!! You see why I choose 90210 and whatever cereal is on sale that week? Kelly and Dylan actually make me feel less miserable about my life than a trip to the unemployment office. LOL! &lt;br /&gt;And then there are the people who will actually complain to me about their jobs. REALLY? really. Do I need to even go there? Would you complain to a paraplegic that your feet hurt from walking too much? I don't think so. So then why on God's "go green" earth would you complain to me about working late or what an asshole your boss is? I WISH I had that problem. Instead, I get pissed when there is no mail! &lt;br /&gt;Now there are the supportive ones. And I must tip my hat to them. The few, like my husband, who rolls out of bed every morning at 4am. He works his ass of and has not once resented the fact that I am home every day, sleeping late, eating cereal and watching 90210. Lucky for him, I have become quite a domestic goddess. I intermingle my television &amp; cereal schedule with cleaning, laundry, chores, bills, etc. Anything to not feel useless. And there is my mom, who calls every day to make sure I have not yet hung myself. Just kidding. I would never do that. I don't think the ceiling in my apartment would support my weight. I will say, mom can be tough. Every so often asking "what do you do all day?" What the hell do I do all day? Anything to not feel useless. Because at this point even the cats look at me and think "damn woman, get a job!" &lt;br /&gt;Speaking of cats...on of ours died. As if things were not miserable enough. Merv passed away on February 2. I have to admit this was the absolute worst part of being unemployed. It was pretty unexpected and happened suddenly during a trip to the vet. But afterwards I had to go home to a house that was one cat short. There I got to sit jobless, catless, prideless. I now had all the time in the world to think about what had just happened. To replay the scene over and over of my cat having a stress reaction during a routine blood test and dying on the table right in front of me and my husband. My husband who had Merv for 15 years and referred to him as "his buddy". It sounds horrible because it was. Aside from the fact that I am a big time animal lover (see post about about Elmyra)this scene would turn anyone into a pile of mush. I actually had to take a xanax to calm myself and resume breathing at a normal pace. It was that bad and I had plenty of time to sit at home and think and sulk and cry.&lt;br /&gt;So where am I now? Still unemployed, still missing Merv with a house so clean it is not next to Godliness, it is right in his lap. Because hey, I got nothing better to do. Until the government can put there drinks down long enough to realize that an extra $100 a month is not gonna change the fact that I have every commercial memorized, I remain, yours truly, unemployed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-2860312344358615493?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/2860312344358615493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=2860312344358615493&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/2860312344358615493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/2860312344358615493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-on-blog-wagon.html' title='Back on the blog wagon'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-7270764430671639197</id><published>2008-11-26T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T08:55:58.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Atc's and me</title><content type='html'>So happy together! I am having so much fun creating these and trying out new techniques. I have been dying to play with my crackle paint. So I thought it would be a perfect medium for a "Vintage Christmas" ATC swap. I must say I was impressed. The crackle paints and distress inks work so nicely together. Give it up for &lt;a href="http://www.timholtz.com/"&gt;t!m&lt;/a&gt;. Good stuff. And the best part was watching it crackle right before my eyes as I blasted it with the heat gun. It created a nice surface to rub the distress ink on. I really enjoyed making these. I am looking forward to some crafting time this 4 day weekend!! Happy Thanksgiving everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SS1_U2S-_lI/AAAAAAAAA3g/ndz3TA4FQTo/s1600-h/IMG_3794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SS1_U2S-_lI/AAAAAAAAA3g/ndz3TA4FQTo/s320/IMG_3794.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273010734869970514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SS1_UZzkNuI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/s07-d67_XME/s1600-h/IMG_3793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SS1_UZzkNuI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/s07-d67_XME/s320/IMG_3793.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273010727221999330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SS1_RddrccI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/1VS-F78UYaY/s1600-h/IMG_3792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SS1_RddrccI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/1VS-F78UYaY/s320/IMG_3792.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273010676664332738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SS1_RPz-MHI/AAAAAAAAA3I/2x2H1IYAS3w/s1600-h/IMG_3791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SS1_RPz-MHI/AAAAAAAAA3I/2x2H1IYAS3w/s320/IMG_3791.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273010672999739506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-7270764430671639197?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/7270764430671639197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=7270764430671639197&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7270764430671639197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7270764430671639197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/11/atcs-and-me.html' title='Atc&apos;s and me'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SS1_U2S-_lI/AAAAAAAAA3g/ndz3TA4FQTo/s72-c/IMG_3794.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-881247105225522445</id><published>2008-11-25T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:43:05.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My latest obsession... </title><content type='html'>While honeymooning in AZ, we came across &lt;a href="http://www.frenzystamper.com/"&gt;Frenzy Stamper&lt;/a&gt;. Wow! What a store! This was not an average scrapbook store, but a place geared more towards altered art, i.e. books, ATC's. If I had only known then that upon my return to the east coast, ATC's would be my new obsession. &lt;br /&gt;When I finally got back to "normal" life (for lack of a better word) I was craving creativity. It had been months since I had scrapbooked or made a card or anything. I had been so involved with creating everything for my wedding. (invites, place cards, menus, etc). And while that was fun, I was seriously needing some uninhibited no holds barred cre-a-tivity!!! Not knowing where to begin I went &lt;a href="http://www.splitcoaststampers.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and began snurfing (as I like to call it). While there something rather magical happened. It is all a bit of a blur to me but I will explain as best as I can. I was poking around and somehow stumbled across ATC's. I thought this small venue would be a great way to jump start my creative juices. Next thing I know I am signed up for a "Glimmery Glitzy Christmas ATC Swap". Low and behold I was hooked. I found myself sitting in front of the tv surrounded by paper, inks, stickles, and my husband. This eventually led to a Friday night crop at &lt;a href="http://laurasrandom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laura's&lt;/a&gt; where I was consumed with making ATC's. And I now have an arsenal of websites for swapping and suplies. I am even thinking of starting an ATC blog. Although, I have enough trouble staying on top of this one! LOL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here is my first ATC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SSw25QpT1bI/AAAAAAAAA3A/REAb5zxiDx0/s1600-h/GlimmerATC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SSw25QpT1bI/AAAAAAAAA3A/REAb5zxiDx0/s320/GlimmerATC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272649621092685234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some of my favorite places to swap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.splitcoaststampers.com/"&gt;SCS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.swap-bot.com/"&gt;Swap Bot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.collagestuff.com/"&gt;Collage Stuff&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.groups.yahoo.com/group/artisttradingcards/&gt;ATC Yahoo Group&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-881247105225522445?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/881247105225522445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=881247105225522445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/881247105225522445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/881247105225522445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-latest-obsession.html' title='My latest obsession... '/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SSw25QpT1bI/AAAAAAAAA3A/REAb5zxiDx0/s72-c/GlimmerATC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-8777725589723963722</id><published>2008-11-18T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:46:04.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I now pronounce you...</title><content type='html'>...back to reality! Yes, I am married and ready to return to normal life. Ahhh normal life as in not a life that revolves around planning a wedding. No more drama, tension, arguments, gifts I didn't register for, people saying "Look here! Smile!", picking out food, cake flavors, jewelry and dress fittings! My God with the dress fittings!! That in itself was enough to drive us insane. "Us" as in me and my mom. My wedding planner, coach, mentor, therapist, basically the seamstress of my life during the process. Sound crazy? IT WAS! I feel bad for people who have long engagements because my God when does it end!!&lt;br /&gt;Now don't misunderstand - there is pretty much nothing I would change, nothing more I could have asked for. It was wonderful, perfect, all I had dreamed about. But I am glad the madness is over. So glad. Although it was worth it. The wedding was very "me". Thanks to my mom she did so much that I was able to put all the "Gina" touches on the night.&lt;br /&gt;Like the place cards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SSwjE1ggUoI/AAAAAAAAA24/TPhljpYYneM/s1600-h/teeth.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SSwjE1ggUoI/AAAAAAAAA24/TPhljpYYneM/s320/teeth.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272627829733872258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the caramel apple favors...pictured here with my flowers and the table centerpieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Nmib9jc9YI/SSwp2UnQnZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uSpZTGByn3Q/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Nmib9jc9YI/SSwp2UnQnZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uSpZTGByn3Q/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272635276967058834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we will return to our regularly scheduled programming...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-8777725589723963722?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/8777725589723963722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=8777725589723963722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/8777725589723963722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/8777725589723963722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-now-pronounce-you.html' title='I now pronounce you...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SSwjE1ggUoI/AAAAAAAAA24/TPhljpYYneM/s72-c/teeth.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-4404194784173135697</id><published>2008-10-01T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T09:24:42.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S HERE!!</title><content type='html'>My favorite month of the year!! I love everything about it. Fall! Halloween! Pumpkins! Anything orange and purple and black! And most of all it's.....my wedding month!!&lt;br /&gt;Holy crap it's 30 days away and I will be Mrs. C.!!!! I am so excited!! Here's something fun to get you in the Halloween mood:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.cubpack81.com/images/carve_pumpkin.swf"&gt;CARVE A PUMPKIN!&lt;/A&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to do my best to post something new and Halloween fun every day until the big day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY OCTOBER! HAPPY PUMPKINS! HAPPY FALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SOOj_qkoHBI/AAAAAAAAAls/hhFq6WA3DzA/s1600-h/HalloweenIcons.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SOOj_qkoHBI/AAAAAAAAAls/hhFq6WA3DzA/s320/HalloweenIcons.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252221904599129106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-4404194784173135697?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/4404194784173135697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=4404194784173135697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4404194784173135697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4404194784173135697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-here.html' title='IT&apos;S HERE!!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SOOj_qkoHBI/AAAAAAAAAls/hhFq6WA3DzA/s72-c/HalloweenIcons.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-3871859331924412247</id><published>2008-08-26T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T05:28:25.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon To A Mailbox Near You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SLP16km8rFI/AAAAAAAAAlE/GofV22eh9iY/s1600-h/Invite.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SLP16km8rFI/AAAAAAAAAlE/GofV22eh9iY/s320/Invite.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238801178170272850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Good one Laura! LOL!) Well it finally happened. The wedding invitations have been dropped off at the post office. 66 days to the wedding and 71 invitations later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SLP16_MdtVI/AAAAAAAAAlM/y6ijW_MN1FA/s1600-h/Piles.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SLP16_MdtVI/AAAAAAAAAlM/y6ijW_MN1FA/s320/Piles.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238801185306948946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now without further delay, it is my honor to introduce you to the "Wedding Invitation Design Team":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmela (Mom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SLP2FL2SdhI/AAAAAAAAAlU/OVELWUbCekk/s1600-h/+Mom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SLP2FL2SdhI/AAAAAAAAAlU/OVELWUbCekk/s320/+Mom.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238801360502289938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailing from Long Island, Carmela (also the wedding planner) exhibited much patience when helping with the invitations. She quickly learned how to emboss the right way, my way. She is now a wiz with the heat gun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fred (fiance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SLP2K_EgCCI/AAAAAAAAAlc/cQSIkXx5w80/s1600-h/Fred.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SLP2K_EgCCI/AAAAAAAAAlc/cQSIkXx5w80/s320/Fred.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238801460151453730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Philadelphia native and also an exhibitor of extreme patience, Fred has become master of the paper cutter. He also learned to perfectly place stamps in the corner of the envelope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura (awesomeness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SLP2Ujf_5XI/AAAAAAAAAlk/FxA3cVB_msk/s1600-h/Laura.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SLP2Ujf_5XI/AAAAAAAAAlk/FxA3cVB_msk/s320/Laura.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238801624549287282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura did not lose her shit when things wouldn't work right. She kept it together for the both of us. Spending hours sitting at the counter she fed the envelopes through the printer one by one. Being full aware of my extreme anal retentiveness, she was sure to redo any that came out crooked. Laura is also honored to be invited to Batman's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I owe these 3 a lot. I cannot thank them enough for their help &amp; patience in helping me make my wedding invitations a complete success! Love you guys!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-3871859331924412247?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/3871859331924412247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=3871859331924412247&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/3871859331924412247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/3871859331924412247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/08/coming-soon-to-mailbox-near-you.html' title='Coming Soon To A Mailbox Near You!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SLP16km8rFI/AAAAAAAAAlE/GofV22eh9iY/s72-c/Invite.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-2286321321885027278</id><published>2008-08-14T06:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T06:45:48.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympic Superstars!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; width: 425px;'&gt;&lt;object id='A888388' quality='high' data='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=8ENX49K5DZD8lzOz&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' height='319' width='425'&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=8ENX49K5DZD8lzOz&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='scaleMode' value='showAll'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='quality' value='high'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowNetworking' value='all'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='true' /&gt;&lt;param name='FlashVars' value='external_make_id=8ENX49K5DZD8lzOz&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowScriptAccess' value='always'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center; width:435px; margin-top:6px;'&gt;Try JibJab Sendables® &lt;a href='http://sendables.jibjab.com/sendables'&gt;eCards&lt;/a&gt; today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIxODcyMTUxMzczNSZwdD*xMjE4NzIxNTQzMDIyJnA9MTkxMTMxJmQ9MjAyMjUzJm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTI=.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-2286321321885027278?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/2286321321885027278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=2286321321885027278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/2286321321885027278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/2286321321885027278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/08/olympic-superstars.html' title='Olympic Superstars!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-3463737132553077238</id><published>2008-08-07T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T08:16:01.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lilli Zee Company</title><content type='html'>I finally got off my butt and did it! I am going to attempt to get my custom scrapbook business going again. I came up with a new name and look this time. I set up a myspace page for now until I see how well things take off. So far not much is posted, but hopefully I will get around to that this weekend. There is a baby book that I made for a co-worker.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this will take off. Wish me luck!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thelillizeecompany"&gt;the lilli zee company&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thelillizeecompany"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-3463737132553077238?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/3463737132553077238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=3463737132553077238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/3463737132553077238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/3463737132553077238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/08/lilli-zee-company.html' title='The Lilli Zee Company'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-6450368228960391561</id><published>2008-08-07T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T07:57:53.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>84 Days!!!!</title><content type='html'>So part of the reason for my lack of blogging is my pre-occupation with the fact that I AM GETTING MARRIED IN 84 DAYS!!! Yesterday I got the call that my wedding gown is in and it was like a smack in the face!! I was actually sitting in traffic on the Throgs Neck Bridge as a matter of fact. I was on my way to my mom's. We were going to do the flowers for the wedding. &lt;br /&gt;So a few updates: I am about halfway there with the wedding invitations. That is one hell of a tedious job, but definitely worth it! The flowers were all ordered last night. They will look like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SJsEIecGsuI/AAAAAAAAAkc/5JF5WfN331c/s1600-h/flowers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SJsEIecGsuI/AAAAAAAAAkc/5JF5WfN331c/s320/flowers.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231779935777370850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flower girl's have their dresses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SJsEQJOkszI/AAAAAAAAAkk/jXvjL1YJRkE/s1600-h/Maddie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SJsEQJOkszI/AAAAAAAAAkk/jXvjL1YJRkE/s320/Maddie.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231780067522425650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few peeks of the gown:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SJsNJonqNfI/AAAAAAAAAks/6Q41RYeCt38/s1600-h/Peek1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SJsNJonqNfI/AAAAAAAAAks/6Q41RYeCt38/s320/Peek1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231789851294709234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SJsNJwhPkvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/uR8sBOHbjDI/s1600-h/Peek2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SJsNJwhPkvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/uR8sBOHbjDI/s320/Peek2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231789853415281394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SJsNJ4FnAKI/AAAAAAAAAk8/Wnj0GhcPPTI/s1600-h/Peek+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SJsNJ4FnAKI/AAAAAAAAAk8/Wnj0GhcPPTI/s320/Peek+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231789855446859938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is still an extremely long list of things left to do!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-6450368228960391561?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/6450368228960391561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=6450368228960391561&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/6450368228960391561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/6450368228960391561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/08/84-days.html' title='84 Days!!!!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SJsEIecGsuI/AAAAAAAAAkc/5JF5WfN331c/s72-c/flowers.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-1246226336420567186</id><published>2008-07-01T11:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T11:18:35.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this!</title><content type='html'>It makes me happy. The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kJEacTZmd7I&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kJEacTZmd7I&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-1246226336420567186?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/1246226336420567186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=1246226336420567186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/1246226336420567186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/1246226336420567186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-this.html' title='I love this!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-6355342943649120052</id><published>2008-06-27T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:35:50.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't, I really can't.</title><content type='html'>Needless to say, I am having a very Elmyra day. I left for work this morning and found some friends waiting outside for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SGT0PscBhWI/AAAAAAAAAkU/G59RwrnYX1U/s1600-h/Bambi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SGT0PscBhWI/AAAAAAAAAkU/G59RwrnYX1U/s320/Bambi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216562818865792354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I got to work and someone sent me this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zVNTdWbVBgc&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zVNTdWbVBgc&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, my mascara is running and I just want to go home and hug my cats. Give someone a hug today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Friday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-6355342943649120052?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/6355342943649120052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=6355342943649120052&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/6355342943649120052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/6355342943649120052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-cant-i-really-cant.html' title='I can&apos;t, I really can&apos;t.'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SGT0PscBhWI/AAAAAAAAAkU/G59RwrnYX1U/s72-c/Bambi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-8149939032802834940</id><published>2008-06-18T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:35:50.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Minutes in Montague</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:125%;"&gt;7:50 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I pass one of the farms on Clove Road, I notice a calf no bigger than a medium sized dog. It's such a sweet sign of life. Perky ears, little waggly tail. I swear it smiles at me as I slow down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:125%;"&gt;7:52 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn onto New Road to go into the back entrance of the country club. I slow down at the ranch on the right. In addition to their 2 full grown horses there are now 2 ponies. Their manes are still baby fuzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:125%;"&gt;7:53 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn into the country club and notice a rainstorm about 20 feet ahead of me, although the sun is shining and my car is dry. As I continue to drive it rains on my car for about 30 seconds then stops. I look back in my mirror and see that is still raining behind me, but not on me. Sunshine, lots of sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:125%;"&gt;7:55 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I think to myself "Could this day get any more interesting?", I look to my left and see this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SFkbdQeOpbI/AAAAAAAAAkE/2tBlv9g6YVY/s1600-h/Rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SFkbdQeOpbI/AAAAAAAAAkE/2tBlv9g6YVY/s320/Rainbow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213228233109972402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop to take as many pictures as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:125%;"&gt;7:58 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continue on down the road. When I get to the driving range I slow down as always not wanting this Elmyra dream to end. I look up and see a doe chasing after 2 fawns even smaller than the calf I saw minutes ago. I watch them run down the hill and disappear into the woods. I look up and see the rainbow again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:125%;"&gt;8:00 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I run into the house screaming "Fred, I am never leaving the country!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-8149939032802834940?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/8149939032802834940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=8149939032802834940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/8149939032802834940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/8149939032802834940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/06/10-minutes-in-montague.html' title='10 Minutes in Montague'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SFkbdQeOpbI/AAAAAAAAAkE/2tBlv9g6YVY/s72-c/Rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-8880671101701050159</id><published>2008-06-03T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:35:51.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart Philly!!!</title><content type='html'>I do!! I do!! I do!! I love it so much!! And it is so cool that Fred's parents live so close. So when I told them that I wanted to go to  &lt;a href="http://www.artstarcraftbazaar.com/"&gt;Art Star Craft Bazaar&lt;/a&gt; in Philly, they were more than happy to have us come and stay for the weekend. It worked out perfectly! &lt;br /&gt;Fred &amp; I headed out there on Friday afternoon after work. Of course, not without a stop at Arby's! We made great time so Fred took me on a little tour before we got to his parents. These are always fun. He points out the numerous places where he...would go drinking! LOL!! &lt;br /&gt;On Saturday we headed into Philly. It was so much fun! We went over to 4th Street in search of fabric. Fred's mom had graciously obliged to make the table runners for our wedding. Which of course, means they will be fabulous! She is an extremely talented woman! We found the perfect fabric at our very first stop! It was a place called Maxie's Daughter. The people there were wonderful! Everyone was so helpful and helped us find the perfect fabric! I was more than pleased! &lt;br /&gt;Next we went to the Famous 4th Street Deli for lunch. All I can say is I have never seen a sandwich quite so large that tasted quite so delicious! The pastrami melted in my mouth. Much to the waiter's surprise, Fred was the only one who finished his enormous, gigantic sandwich. He ordered the "Nostrand Avenue", which before this weekend was just a stop on the LIRR! But in Philly, the Nostrand Avenue is a double decker sandwich with pastrami, liver &amp; onions on rye. After filling our bellies with 4th Street goodness, we headed down to Penn's Landing for the &lt;a href="http://www.artstarcraftbazaar.com/"&gt;Art Star Craft Bazaar&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SEVcvqnXLII/AAAAAAAAAjs/-sDt2viDuI0/s1600-h/IMG_3150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SEVcvqnXLII/AAAAAAAAAjs/-sDt2viDuI0/s320/IMG_3150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207670518086839426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point the rain was picking up and the humidity was quite awful. But our spirits were up!! I was really excited to see some of the amazing artists and crafter's that I had seen on &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt;. Being surrounded by so many talented people is very inspiring. Fred &amp; I split up from his parents and shopped around and met some great people. We got to chat with the couple that runs &lt;a href="http://www.sycamorestreetpress.com/"&gt;Sycamore Street Press&lt;/a&gt;, Eva &amp; Kirk. They were great! Eva explained how they make their products using an old school Vandercook letterpress set up in their dining room! I bought an awesome hand made purse from &lt;a href="http://www.hollyhue.com/"&gt;Holly Hue&lt;/a&gt;, another wonderfully talented &amp; cool lady! A very cool booth was &lt;a href="http://www.beaspokesperson.org/"&gt;Spokes People&lt;/a&gt;. They take old bicycles and recycle them into jewelry. I got a really cool pair of earrings. &lt;br /&gt;Although, I do have to say my top favorite was definitely &lt;a href="http://www.myuglykitty.com/"&gt;My Ugly Kitty&lt;/a&gt;. This was the one booth I had to see. At first I was disappointed because a lot of vendors had closed up and left due to the weather. But just as we were getting ready to leave, Fred spotted the booth. I was so excited to meet Renee, the talented girl behind the cat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SEVdnl-vkPI/AAAAAAAAAj8/zf30N3cDi70/s1600-h/IMG_3155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SEVdnl-vkPI/AAAAAAAAAj8/zf30N3cDi70/s320/IMG_3155.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207671478915404018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was very sweet and didn't run when I told her I was a stalker. I merely meant that I am a fan of her work. She is a very talented artist. She uses the Gocco, which I am very interested in purchasing. She was much obliged to speak to me and let me take some pictures. She had some great stuff. I bought a really cool notebook made out of vintage recycled paper. The cover was a map of Long Island! I stood their pointing out where I grew up, where I went to school and of course...where our wedding will be held. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SEVddyTQivI/AAAAAAAAAj0/zl0JmkqMP5k/s1600-h/IMG_3154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SEVddyTQivI/AAAAAAAAAj0/zl0JmkqMP5k/s320/IMG_3154.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207671310423984882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a pleasure to get to meet these people. This was certainly one of the many highlights of the weekend. The good times kept rolling. On Sunday Fred took me to the &lt;a href="http://www.bookbarn.com/"&gt;Baldwin Book Barn&lt;/a&gt;, another unique place. This is an old barn from the 1800's. It has been renovated into a store that sells very old &amp; rare books. It was so cool just looking through shelves and shelves of books. Fred found some great cook books. &lt;br /&gt;Before we said our goodbyes, we had dinner with Fred's parents at the &lt;a href="http://www.avalonrestaurant.org/"&gt;Avalon&lt;/a&gt;. I got to try some wonderful new foods I never had before. On Fred's mom's recommendation, I had Grilled Romaine Hearts with Parmesan Cheese, Roasted Garlic &amp; Lemon Vinaigrette and Polenta Croutons. I never would have though a cooked salad would be so delicious! And it was also the first time I tried Polenta. This is definitely one of my new favorite dishes! &lt;br /&gt;After dinner we parted ways and headed home. We arrived just in time to feed the ravenous cats, unpack our bags and snuggle into bed. But not without a big smile for the great weekend we had with Fred's parents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-8880671101701050159?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/8880671101701050159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=8880671101701050159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/8880671101701050159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/8880671101701050159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-heart-philly.html' title='I heart Philly!!!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SEVcvqnXLII/AAAAAAAAAjs/-sDt2viDuI0/s72-c/IMG_3150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-6536544514418533401</id><published>2008-05-22T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T07:44:33.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gimme 5!</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure of the reason causing my lack of blogging lately. The only thing I can come up with is that things happen so fast that by the time I get a second to blog, something new is going. Plus I have been so busy at work that there are just not enough hours in my day. &lt;br /&gt;So I started my morning off with a little surfing as usual. I somehow wandered onto &lt;a href="http://www.saraberry.typepad.com/"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt; and figured I would copy her idea of 5 things. So here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years ago I had just graduated with my Master's Degree from CW Post. I was working as an Art Director on Long Island.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 snacks I love:&lt;br /&gt;- Ranch flavored rice cakes&lt;br /&gt;- Snyder's of Hanover Butter pretzel sticks&lt;br /&gt;- microwave popcorn&lt;br /&gt;- Smart Food popcorn&lt;br /&gt;- cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;5 things on my to do list today&lt;br /&gt;- concept an idea for an upcoming project&lt;br /&gt;- find out if ACM sells Copic markers&lt;br /&gt;- go to ACM&lt;br /&gt;- think of more things to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;5 things I would do if I were a billionaire&lt;br /&gt;- pay off all of our debt&lt;br /&gt;- help Fred open a restaurant&lt;br /&gt;- buy a new house&lt;br /&gt;- build am awesome craft room&lt;br /&gt;- give money to my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 bad habits I have&lt;br /&gt;- picking at my fingers&lt;br /&gt;- biting my lips&lt;br /&gt;- sitting on the toilet way too long reading magazines&lt;br /&gt;- smoking&lt;br /&gt;- i really cant think of anymore&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;5 places I've lived (I only have 4 for this)&lt;br /&gt;- Floral Park, NY&lt;br /&gt;- New Paltz, NY&lt;br /&gt;- Franklin Square, NY&lt;br /&gt;- Montague NJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;5 jobs I've had:&lt;br /&gt;- ceramics painter&lt;br /&gt;- at a bakery&lt;br /&gt;- Manager of a Quick Lube&lt;br /&gt;- Production Manager&lt;br /&gt;- Art Director&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Favorite Books:&lt;br /&gt;- Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;- Eat, Pray, Love&lt;br /&gt;- Mary Magdalene&lt;br /&gt;- Angels &amp; Demons&lt;br /&gt;- House of Medici&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Favorite TV Shows:&lt;br /&gt;- Criminal Minds&lt;br /&gt;- CSI Miami&lt;br /&gt;- Big Bang Theory&lt;br /&gt;- Two and a Half Men&lt;br /&gt;- How I Met Your Mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since I am a scrapper, I had to do this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Favorite Scrapbook Supplies:&lt;br /&gt;- MM paint&lt;br /&gt;- foam stamps&lt;br /&gt;- embossing powder&lt;br /&gt;- ink&lt;br /&gt;- stamps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeez that was a lot harder than I thought it was gonna be!! I added a few of my own categories just to keep me busy a little while longer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-6536544514418533401?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/6536544514418533401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=6536544514418533401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/6536544514418533401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/6536544514418533401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/05/gimme-5.html' title='Gimme 5!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-2556232400723736743</id><published>2008-04-25T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:35:52.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Stinky</title><content type='html'>It was a quiet afternoon at work. A little overcast. All I really heard was the humming of the servers in the room next to me. I was working on a typical project, nothing out of the ordinary or overly creative. There wasn't much too look forward to that evening television wise. Although I was looking forward to getting out of work and going home to relax, as I was getting a bit bored. &lt;br /&gt;Then the call came. It was the receptionist. "Gina, you have a package" she claimed over the intercom in her very breathy voice. Since Michael had been asking me all week if I recieved anything in the mail, I knew this must be it. I jumped up and ran like hell across the hall. As soon as I pushed the door open, I spotted it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SBJL9DFLQLI/AAAAAAAAAi8/nhof2RoNrVY/s1600-h/IMG_3082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SBJL9DFLQLI/AAAAAAAAAi8/nhof2RoNrVY/s320/IMG_3082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193296832482721970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked quickly back to my desk, pulling the tape as I went. I paused only to get out my camera (as I knew I was going to want to blog about it) and to IM MIchael that I had recieved something. I was worse than a kid on Christmas. I slowly opened it as the smell circled around me. Gradually it was sending me into a euphoria of lucious creamy wonderful scents. I knew this was going to be great. I was so excited when i got the box opened and found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SBJMpzFLQMI/AAAAAAAAAjE/rRE19mbXsi0/s1600-h/IMG_3085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SBJMpzFLQMI/AAAAAAAAAjE/rRE19mbXsi0/s320/IMG_3085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193297601281867970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I am concerned, nothing beats a late birthday present! It had been over a week since I turned 31 and yet I felt like my dad just brought me home my first 10 speed. I could not wait to see what was inside. I tore open the paper and was greeted by aromatic foam peanuts. I shoveled handfuls of them into the garbage deeply inhaling as I went. What I found next was a site to behold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SBYmDjFLQNI/AAAAAAAAAjM/1Lei4tt_AVM/s1600-h/IMG_3088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SBYmDjFLQNI/AAAAAAAAAjM/1Lei4tt_AVM/s320/IMG_3088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194381062616858834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SBYoAjFLQOI/AAAAAAAAAjU/VIpdDSNJpZk/s1600-h/IMG_3089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SBYoAjFLQOI/AAAAAAAAAjU/VIpdDSNJpZk/s320/IMG_3089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194383210100506850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the most gorgeous arangement of LUSH goodies I have ever seen. I nearly lost my breathe. People kept stopping by asking what the smell was. Each time I got more and more excited as I explained what wonders this box held. I knew that Michael had sent this. I was IM'in as I opened it pretending not to know. Then I finally found the card...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SBYoAzFLQPI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Q4j7u2dpRws/s1600-h/IMG_3091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SBYoAzFLQPI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Q4j7u2dpRws/s320/IMG_3091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194383214395474162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It pretty much left me with permagrin for the entire day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SBYoZTFLQQI/AAAAAAAAAjk/BNJRADACfBk/s1600-h/Photo+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SBYoZTFLQQI/AAAAAAAAAjk/BNJRADACfBk/s320/Photo+6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194383635302269186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-2556232400723736743?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/2556232400723736743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=2556232400723736743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/2556232400723736743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/2556232400723736743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-stinky.html' title='Happy Birthday Stinky'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SBJL9DFLQLI/AAAAAAAAAi8/nhof2RoNrVY/s72-c/IMG_3082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-339616237081958910</id><published>2008-04-22T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:35:53.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The most wonderful time of the year...</title><content type='html'>...is not necessarily Christmas! Although I do love the fall &amp; winter and hate the heat. But this time of year something comes out that I love!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SBJBQDFLQJI/AAAAAAAAAis/GfGuw3xtQs0/s1600-h/IMG_3073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SBJBQDFLQJI/AAAAAAAAAis/GfGuw3xtQs0/s320/IMG_3073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193285064272330898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SBJBQTFLQKI/AAAAAAAAAi0/CPAUOnJn2Fo/s1600-h/IMG_3080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SBJBQTFLQKI/AAAAAAAAAi0/CPAUOnJn2Fo/s320/IMG_3080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193285068567298210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason the cows always stay at the back of the field during the winter. The warmer the weather, the closer they come to the road and the closer they come to the road, the better the pictures I can get!! If I am a passenger in the car on a nice warm day, oh you better watch out! If the cows are near the road you can rest assure I will be hanging out the window yelling hello to them!!! I love me some mookies!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-339616237081958910?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/339616237081958910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=339616237081958910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/339616237081958910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/339616237081958910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/04/most-wonderful-time-of-year.html' title='The most wonderful time of the year...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SBJBQDFLQJI/AAAAAAAAAis/GfGuw3xtQs0/s72-c/IMG_3073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-8130672306393013598</id><published>2008-04-17T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:35:53.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Serenity Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAebSwnNYbI/AAAAAAAAAik/Vbw9lU-gpPY/s1600-h/IMG_3034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAebSwnNYbI/AAAAAAAAAik/Vbw9lU-gpPY/s320/IMG_3034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190287842157093298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God grant me the serenity  to accept the things I cannot change;  courage to change the things I can; and wisdom to know the difference.&lt;br /&gt;Living one day at a time;  Enjoying one moment at a time;  Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace;  Taking, as He did, this sinful world as it is, not as I would have it;  Trusting that He will make all things right if I surrender to His Will; That I may be reasonably happy in this life  and supremely happy with Him Forever in the next. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Reinhold Niebuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were to ask me what I need right now I would tell you focus, strength, security and inner peace. If you asked me right now if I had these things I would say yes. So perhaps I just don’t have a hold on my emotions or perhaps I am not fully understanding my means. It’s all there; it just seems that every time I get close to it, it moves farther away. Kind of like when I try to kiss Pinto on the head. But at least with her I am confident that if I keep trying, one day I will get it. I try to have the same confidence with acquiring my other needs, but is frustrating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago when I was going through a rough time, an old friend gave me the serenity prayer. I found it to be extremely comforting during those times of wanting to stab myself in the eye with a pencil as well as the times I was surrounded by cotton candy and puppies. No matter what the circumstances, it always seemed to work. So I have decided to resurrect it and share it. And hopefully it will keep me blogging on a more regular basis. ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you (and hopefully me too!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-8130672306393013598?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/8130672306393013598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=8130672306393013598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/8130672306393013598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/8130672306393013598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/04/serenity-prayer.html' title='The Serenity Prayer'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAebSwnNYbI/AAAAAAAAAik/Vbw9lU-gpPY/s72-c/IMG_3034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-4218900986449013015</id><published>2008-03-14T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:35:55.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 9-5 life</title><content type='html'>Well really it's my 9-6, 6:30, 7 so on and so forth life. But here are a few glimpses of it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R9rhfXUVwwI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Eup_XYnwAPI/s1600-h/IMG_3008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R9rhfXUVwwI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Eup_XYnwAPI/s320/IMG_3008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177698650567328514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R9rhf3UVwxI/AAAAAAAAAg8/H9X54pqty6w/s1600-h/IMG_3009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R9rhf3UVwxI/AAAAAAAAAg8/H9X54pqty6w/s320/IMG_3009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177698659157263122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R9rhgnUVwyI/AAAAAAAAAhE/C4HzUZ602GE/s1600-h/IMG_3011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R9rhgnUVwyI/AAAAAAAAAhE/C4HzUZ602GE/s320/IMG_3011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177698672042165026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R9rhg3UVwzI/AAAAAAAAAhM/xgUoPtW9MSE/s1600-h/IMG_3015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R9rhg3UVwzI/AAAAAAAAAhM/xgUoPtW9MSE/s320/IMG_3015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177698676337132338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R9rhhHUVw0I/AAAAAAAAAhU/Hbbo_8YQfTw/s1600-h/IMG_3016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R9rhhHUVw0I/AAAAAAAAAhU/Hbbo_8YQfTw/s320/IMG_3016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177698680632099650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:125%;"&gt;Things in my cubicle that make me happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• cat collage&lt;br /&gt;• cat butts magnets from Heather&lt;br /&gt;• Bendo art girl&lt;br /&gt;• pictures of Fred&lt;br /&gt;• mooing cow keychain light&lt;br /&gt;• kitty calendar i got for 50¢&lt;br /&gt;• inflatabe stick together logo&lt;br /&gt;• VanGogh mousepad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-4218900986449013015?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/4218900986449013015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=4218900986449013015&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4218900986449013015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4218900986449013015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-9-5-life.html' title='My 9-5 life'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R9rhfXUVwwI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Eup_XYnwAPI/s72-c/IMG_3008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-4021853767320020404</id><published>2008-03-12T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:35:55.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironic? Randomness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="resdiv"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="0" style="border: 1px solid black; background: white;" width="410"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 3px solid black;" src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/obituary-Gina Crotchfelt-6-0-10.jpg" alt="QuizGalaxy!" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: #FF0000;" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=114"&gt;'What will your obituary say?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: #FF0000;"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="resdiv"&gt;&lt;table width="380" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" bgcolor="#ffffff" align="center" style="border: 4px solid black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/topreaper.jpg" alt="QuizGalaxy.com" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="text-align: center; font-size: 12pt; font-weight: bold; font-family: monospace; color: black;"&gt;Your Serial Killer Name would be...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="text-align: center; font-size: 18pt; font-family: monospace; color: red; font-weight: bold; padding: 8px;"&gt;The Scrambler&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="color: black; font-size: 10pt; font-family: monospace; border-top: 2px dotted grey; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz_224.html" style="color: red; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What would your Serial Killer name be?'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/" style="color: red; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing has inspired me to blog until I came across this. I found it off Laura's Myspace. I am sorry I am not linking it, I am just too damn tired right now. Bed last night - 3am. Far cry from my usual 10pm. But it was all good, well kinda. I was in NYC but did not get to see Michael. That's always a bummer considering how little I get to see him. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I find it ironically funny that the "random" obituary &amp; my "serial killer" name both have to do with food. This seems to be a forefront theme in my life lately. I am trying hard to process it, deal with and find a place for it. I know I will eventually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:125%;"&gt;In other news...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the bridesmaids dresses are picked out&lt;br /&gt;- we are now registered at Macy's and Bed, Bath &amp; Beyond&lt;br /&gt;- our house is finally on the market&lt;br /&gt;- i got to have sushi on Long Island with Uncs last week&lt;br /&gt;- last weekeend Fred &amp; I had the best veg Saturday ever!&lt;br /&gt;- I went to Asia de Cuba last night for dinner and was not at all impressed&lt;br /&gt;- although my co-workers made me laugh my ass off!&lt;br /&gt;- I have been bonding with Merv a lot lately. He actually posed for me. He must be getting used to me having the camera in his face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R9g8h3UVwvI/AAAAAAAAAgs/kkUoGAyRpSM/s1600-h/IMG_2984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R9g8h3UVwvI/AAAAAAAAAgs/kkUoGAyRpSM/s320/IMG_2984.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176954324144997106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really...how could you not love this face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have for now. Perhaps when I catch up on sleep I may be a little more eloquent...perhaps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-4021853767320020404?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/4021853767320020404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=4021853767320020404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4021853767320020404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4021853767320020404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/03/ironic-randomness.html' title='Ironic? Randomness.'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R9g8h3UVwvI/AAAAAAAAAgs/kkUoGAyRpSM/s72-c/IMG_2984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-5670540882803632840</id><published>2008-02-08T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:03.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shower Like A Rockstar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R6yeojmDBhI/AAAAAAAAAgE/SMHdQ0eJM5w/s1600-h/IMG_2917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R6yeojmDBhI/AAAAAAAAAgE/SMHdQ0eJM5w/s320/IMG_2917.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164677292273894930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say I am impressed. If this is what a rockstar smells like, that's great. But it can't be. Especially after a show. It just smells too good. Let me explain. During my many hours of &lt;a href="http://kristinacontes.typepad.com/"&gt;blog stalking&lt;/a&gt;, I came across &lt;a href="http://usa.lush.com/cgi-bin/lushdb/index.html?lang=en_US&amp;dlang=en"&gt;lush&lt;/a&gt;. I was instantly enticed. Once I got a coupon for cheap shipping, I talked Laura into placing an order with me. It was like waiting for Christmas. It took many hours of delieration and web surfing to decide on my final purchases. I was only allowing my self a small treat as a reward for my recent promotion. I knew all the bonus money was going to bills, so I thought it would be ok to allow myself a small indulgence. Once I placed the order it seemed like an enternity before it arrived. I was constantly tracking online. And then finally I checked the package's progress and saw that it had ariived. Only there was nothing on my desk. I made it to reception in record time and between breathes of excitement asked the secretary if there was a package for me. "Oh yes, right here. I was just about to walk it back to you", she replies. But the box was already in my hands and I was on my way back to my desk. I tore it open like I was starving and it was a bucket of fried chicken. Ahhh...the smell. The smell. The smell. Way better than fried chicken. Instantly swirling around my nostrils. All the flavors mixing around. I brought it over to Lauren's desk and we smelled each item individually. (Except for some lotions Laura ordered becuase those were in plastic containers.) I really had no idea the magic that was in store for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R6yewDmDBiI/AAAAAAAAAgM/kgMkI6mr-d8/s1600-h/IMG_2918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R6yewDmDBiI/AAAAAAAAAgM/kgMkI6mr-d8/s320/IMG_2918.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164677421122913826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I showered with my new products was a bit awkward at first. I don't think I have used bar soap since Reagan was in the white house. Yet I held the Rock Star soap in my hand. &lt;a href="http://usa.lush.com/cgi-bin/lushdb/843?expand=Soap"&gt;This bar&lt;/a&gt; was a little square and clunky and the bubblegum color was a little weird. But let me tell you the foam that came out of this block of pink goodness. It was so creamy and smelled great. The scent may not be my absolute favorite, but I am certainly willing to experiment with other bars. I do have two more to try. I was impressed with how little I actually had to use. Which was also the case for the &lt;a href="http://usa.lush.com/cgi-bin/lushdb/143?expand=Haircare"&gt;shampoo bar&lt;/a&gt;. My hair is so thick that I was a little worried when I saw how small it was. I go through shampoo and conditioner like Britney goes through depression medication. But I was pleasantly surprised. Just a little wipe of the wet bar across my hair and it was a release of wonder! My hair lathered up quickly and the smell was so delicious. This bar is supposed to have glitter in it to make your hair a little sparkly, but that didn't happen. Althouh my hair did smell pretty kick ass! It was one of the most enjoyable showers I have taken since the last time Fred &amp; I...well we won't go there. Anyway, I was in such a little morning euphoria I started glancing around at all the little &lt;a href="http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/11/some-good-nuggets-of-my-life.html"&gt;nuggets&lt;/a&gt; in my room that make me happy and thought I would share a few...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my vanity from the younger years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R6ye7jmDBjI/AAAAAAAAAgU/X4o5b0oCPXI/s1600-h/IMG_2922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R6ye7jmDBjI/AAAAAAAAAgU/X4o5b0oCPXI/s320/IMG_2922.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164677618691409458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favorite snuggly blanket covered in cat hair (the cats like to snuggle with me when I am wrapped in the blanket-and I am ok with that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R6ygKzmDBkI/AAAAAAAAAgc/3-IW0_Ac3YM/s1600-h/IMG_2924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R6ygKzmDBkI/AAAAAAAAAgc/3-IW0_Ac3YM/s320/IMG_2924.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164678980196042306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book that is so good I am forcing myself to read it slow so it doesn't end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R6ygkDmDBlI/AAAAAAAAAgk/mr3z7C3Cwr0/s1600-h/IMG_2926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R6ygkDmDBlI/AAAAAAAAAgk/mr3z7C3Cwr0/s320/IMG_2926.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164679413987739218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Frosty Friday everyone!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-5670540882803632840?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/5670540882803632840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=5670540882803632840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/5670540882803632840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/5670540882803632840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/02/shower-like-rockstar.html' title='Shower Like A Rockstar'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R6yeojmDBhI/AAAAAAAAAgE/SMHdQ0eJM5w/s72-c/IMG_2917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-3984647165929547957</id><published>2008-02-04T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:04.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One, Twice, Three times a layout</title><content type='html'>So I started this layout last November. I was so excited when I found the &lt;a href=http://www.adornit.com/Shop/Shop.cfm?pg=individual&amp;tid=1&amp;pid=21763&gt;patterned paper&lt;/a&gt; at CKC last summer. I knew it would be perfect to scrap the pictures from my cousin's wedding. I was also excited becuase I was actually pleased at how I looked. I really liked my bridesmaids dress. I loved the colors and thought I looked ok which is rare for me in a dress. There is something I love about getting all dressed up like that. I had gotten my nails done the day before and hair done that day. I felt like a lady. I was excited to scrap these pictures and had a really great idea to play up the red/black them. Having a vision prior to actually sitting down to scrap always seems to end in disaster for me. When I think too long about a layout or plan it too far in advanced from the time I will actually scrap it, I always end up dissapointed. I think I spend so much time working up the idea in my head that by the time I try to put it on paper, I've exhausted it. That is exaclty what happened with this layout. I got all excited when I finally sat down to work on it but just couldn't seem to translate it from my brain to the paper. Last night I sat for the third and final attempt. Although I was way less than satisfied with the results, I was at least relieved to call it a complete layout. And I will call it a lesson learned. A lesson that is certainly apllicable to the rest of my life. I have a habit of overthinking/over analyzing things and then end up frustrated or dissapointed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R6d-xjmDBfI/AAAAAAAAAf0/5fUmskov60g/s1600-h/MichellesWedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R6d-xjmDBfI/AAAAAAAAAf0/5fUmskov60g/s320/MichellesWedding.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163234887637075442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I finished the red &amp; black layout, I decided I needed a mental repair. &lt;a href=http://laurasrandom.blogspot.com/&gt;Laura&lt;/a&gt; had bought me &lt;a href=http://kristinacontes.typepad.com/&gt;KC's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=http://www.scrapinstyletv.com/store/cart.php?m=product_list&amp;c=440&gt;kit&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href=http://www.scrapinstyletv.com/&gt;SiSTV&lt;/a&gt;. Now on first glance, I was a little dissapointed. It was not quite my cup of tea. But as no one but Laura knows, I am a KC stalker. For real. I do not think this girl is the greatest scrapper out there, but I full on respect what she does, what she represents and give her mad props. I've been reading her blog religiously pretty much since the begining when I stumbled across her on &lt;a href=http://twopeasinabucket.kaboose.com/&gt;Two Peas&lt;/a&gt;. She just plain rocks. (Plus she is a fellow Long Islander!) OK, enough of that. So the kit was sitting on the bed next to me as I was scrapping the red &amp; black atrocity. I felt like I needed some artistic clarity or something. So I dumped the contents of it on my table and without much thought or deliberation, this is what I came up with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R6d-yTmDBgI/AAAAAAAAAf8/waUEQZ5UzyI/s1600-h/ILoveYou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R6d-yTmDBgI/AAAAAAAAAf8/waUEQZ5UzyI/s320/ILoveYou.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163234900521977346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me about 20 minutes and I got much more satisfaction than I did in 3 sittings with the red &amp; black layout. Although, I put the wrong date. I actually said yes on October 20, 2007. Go figure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-3984647165929547957?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/3984647165929547957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=3984647165929547957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/3984647165929547957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/3984647165929547957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-twice-three-times-layout.html' title='One, Twice, Three times a layout'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R6d-xjmDBfI/AAAAAAAAAf0/5fUmskov60g/s72-c/MichellesWedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-7251415758596246787</id><published>2008-01-23T12:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T12:41:07.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming a Bride</title><content type='html'>That's what I am doing...apparently. I did get my &lt;a href="http://www.bonny.com/index.php?Itemid=999999940&amp;option=com_staticxt&amp;staticfile=gowns.php?id=785&amp;gline=6&amp;start_page=36&amp;featured=N/"&gt;dress&lt;/a&gt; and veil so I guess I am on my way. That experience turned out a lot better than I expected. Me &amp; my mom had a lot of fun. We started the day off with manis &amp; pedis, went to the diner for breakfast and then the shopping began. The dress I chose was the second one I tried on. I have to say, I never expected to find something that I loved so much and actually thought made me look pretty. The dress is gorgeous and I can't wait to wear it. I got my veil to match. That was so much fun, when we got home I was walking around with my veil on. I didn't want to take it off. Being a bride is more fun than I thought it would be!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-7251415758596246787?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/7251415758596246787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=7251415758596246787&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7251415758596246787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7251415758596246787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/01/becoming-bride.html' title='Becoming a Bride'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-908082643639599652</id><published>2008-01-16T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:05.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Classes At Riverside Scrapbook Co.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:125%;"&gt;"Love Story"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate Valentine's Day by telling your "Love Story". Relieve the journey with this special mini album. There is room to retell all the juicy details from how you met to your first kiss and plenty of room for photos! There are also pockets to hold all your cherished memorabilia such as letters and ticket stubs. Learn some new techniques with foam, stamps, and paint. And finally get to play with that Glimmer Mist everyone has been talking about. This is a great gift for your partner or a wonderful way to document the story for future generations. &lt;br /&gt;Please bring basic class kit. Cost: $20&lt;br /&gt;Dates: Wed., Feb. 6, 7pm-9pm OR Sat., Feb. 9, 10am-12pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R44uX52jh0I/AAAAAAAAAe8/PV4ZsxAbzeQ/s1600-h/BOOK01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R44uX52jh0I/AAAAAAAAAe8/PV4ZsxAbzeQ/s320/BOOK01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156109611587307330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R44uZJ2jh2I/AAAAAAAAAfM/-ywM-kIB510/s1600-h/BOOK03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R44uZJ2jh2I/AAAAAAAAAfM/-ywM-kIB510/s320/BOOK03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156109633062143842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:125%;"&gt;"Valentine's Cards"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spread the love this Valentine's Day by being your very own cupid! Make Valentine's cards to share with your loved ones. Celebrate the season of love while learning some new techniques at the same time! We will make 4 cards using techniques including embossing, emboss resist, distress inks and paper distressing. 2 of the cards are 3D!&lt;br /&gt;Please bring basic class kit. Cost: $15&lt;br /&gt;Dates: Wed., Jan 30, 7pm-9pm OR Sat., Feb. 2, 10am-12pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R44vDJ2jh3I/AAAAAAAAAfU/K9VxFKQW1ks/s1600-h/Card01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R44vDJ2jh3I/AAAAAAAAAfU/K9VxFKQW1ks/s320/Card01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156110354616649586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R44vD52jh4I/AAAAAAAAAfc/ap7fGgmbOjo/s1600-h/Card02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R44vD52jh4I/AAAAAAAAAfc/ap7fGgmbOjo/s320/Card02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156110367501551490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R44vEJ2jh5I/AAAAAAAAAfk/McMWXAE59Kc/s1600-h/Card03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R44vEJ2jh5I/AAAAAAAAAfk/McMWXAE59Kc/s320/Card03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156110371796518802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R44vEZ2jh6I/AAAAAAAAAfs/XZnbqOuGVww/s1600-h/Card04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R44vEZ2jh6I/AAAAAAAAAfs/XZnbqOuGVww/s320/Card04.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156110376091486114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-908082643639599652?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/908082643639599652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=908082643639599652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/908082643639599652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/908082643639599652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/01/classes-at-riverside-scrapbook-co.html' title='Classes At Riverside Scrapbook Co.'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R44uX52jh0I/AAAAAAAAAe8/PV4ZsxAbzeQ/s72-c/BOOK01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-4779793408593560488</id><published>2008-01-14T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:06.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NYC's Celeb Magnet</title><content type='html'>Move over &lt;a href="http://perezhilton.com/"&gt;Perez Hilton&lt;/a&gt;! There is a new celebrity magnet in my life. My friend Michael has yet to fail me. I never told Fred specifically about Michael constantly ending up in the same place at the same time as various celebs. I only mentioned a few stories here &amp; there in fear of getting his hopes up. I should have known that this day was going to be no different than any other trip to visit Michael in NYC. &lt;br /&gt;It was sheer pleasure right from the begining. We hit no traffic and made it into Manhattan in great time. Threw the car in a garage and headed up the 4 flight of stairs to Michael's apartment in the sky. Ok, well everything but the stairs were sheer pleasure. When I called him from downstairs to get the code, I exclaimed, "See you in half an hour". I take my time hoofing it up those bad boys! &lt;br /&gt;We hungout at the apartment for a bit then cabbed it over to see the &lt;a href="http://www.blueman.com/"&gt;Blue Men&lt;/a&gt;. Originally Fred &amp; I were sitting in Row 2 and Michael in Row 1, but he switched with some kids so we could all sit together. This worked out great becuase Michael was able to sneak some pictures. I attempted but my Catholic schoolgirl guilt got the best of me. So Michael snapped this shot of Fred &amp; I in our "Blue Man Group Attire"-ponchos and headbands made of streamers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4vUtp2jhwI/AAAAAAAAAec/VCfZtBd30Jk/s1600-h/IMG_2870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4vUtp2jhwI/AAAAAAAAAec/VCfZtBd30Jk/s320/IMG_2870.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155448079249540866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4vUyJ2jhxI/AAAAAAAAAek/SLPBPYbB7sU/s1600-h/IMG_2871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4vUyJ2jhxI/AAAAAAAAAek/SLPBPYbB7sU/s320/IMG_2871.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155448156558952210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show we had photo ops with the Blue Men. Surprisingly we walked away with no paint stains on us!! Although some mushed bananas did get under my poncho somehow. Luckily we were going back to Michael's house to change before dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4vXLZ2jhyI/AAAAAAAAAes/7KXqpmHNOIQ/s1600-h/IMG_2873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4vXLZ2jhyI/AAAAAAAAAes/7KXqpmHNOIQ/s320/IMG_2873.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155450789373904674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, not without a stop at &lt;a href="http://www.crumbsbakeshop.com/"&gt;Crumbs&lt;/a&gt; of course. Yummy!! Cupcakes in all sorts of flavors!! Ok, back to the story. Up the stairs to hell again. Change for dinner relax for a few minutes then on to &lt;a href="http://www.becconyc.com/"&gt;Becco&lt;/a&gt;. All day we were joking around about having dinner "with &lt;a href="http://www.lidiasitaly.com/"&gt;Lidia&lt;/a&gt;". Michael used some silly accent carrying on about ridiculous things he would say to her. Finally Fred told me to stop becuase she wasn't going to be there. I knew otherwise. I just had that feeling and my celebrity lucky charm. I also had a great deal of hope becuase I knew meeting Lidia would make Fred's night. And it certainly did!&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to Fred shortly after we sat down and happened to glance over his shoulder. I noticed her immediately. Lidia Bastianich was standing there talking to a table of people. I grabbed Fred's arm, shaking and just kept repeating his name until he looked in her direction. Sad to admit, we were both completely starstruck. I was more excited for Fred becuase I know the feeling. I was lucky enough one day (when in NYC with Michael of course) to meet my favorite living artist, &lt;a href="http://www.chuckclose.coe.uh.edu/"&gt;Chuck Close&lt;/a&gt;. It was such an overwhelming experience. Fred went up and got Lidia's book and when she finished at the table next to us, I asked her if she would sign Fred's book, excitedly explaining that it was his birthday and he is also a chef. She was very nice, even asked where he was a chef. The only words he could manage to speak were "New Jersey". I give him a lot of credit though, when I met Chuck Close I had tears coming down my face. She posed for a picture with Fred and just as she was about to step away, Michael (who had a little wine in him) exclaims "Well we are starving so I hope the food is good!". Leave it to Michael! Attract the celebrity than say something like that! I have to admit, it was pretty funny. She smiled politely and said, "Well we have plenty to eat!" Needless to say that euphoria lasted the rest of the weekend. When we woke up Sunday morning, the first thing we said was "We met Lidia yesterday". The best part for me - making Fred's birthday special. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4vZpJ2jhzI/AAAAAAAAAe0/RbrvLBggQus/s1600-h/IMG_2879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4vZpJ2jhzI/AAAAAAAAAe0/RbrvLBggQus/s320/IMG_2879.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155453499498268466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-4779793408593560488?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/4779793408593560488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=4779793408593560488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4779793408593560488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4779793408593560488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/01/nycs-celeb-magnet.html' title='NYC&apos;s Celeb Magnet'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4vUtp2jhwI/AAAAAAAAAec/VCfZtBd30Jk/s72-c/IMG_2870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-536703683214918233</id><published>2008-01-09T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:07.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Management</title><content type='html'>As many of you know (since I bitch about it, often incessantly) I have one long ass commute to work every day. 150 miles roundtrip. Which as I mentioned you probably already know since it is one my favorite topices of complaint. Well since I am realizing what a slow process it is to sell a house, I figure I better get better at my time manangement skills. I have very little time in the evenings to do much of anything. But I am trying to put what little time I have on a weeknight to good use. If I do a little bit each night, by the time the weekend rolls around I have actually done something! Who would've guessed?!?! &lt;br /&gt;OK, wait! I can not take full credit for this little epiphany of mine. It all stems from my friend &lt;a href="http://goingscrapbooky.blogspot.com/"&gt;Theresa&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Let me start at the begining...&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago I was cropping with Theresa and a few others at &lt;a href="http://riversidescrapbook.com/"&gt;RSS&lt;/a&gt;. After Theresa finished a layout. She used the scraps to make a quick yet fabulous card. I thought this was a great idea. All your supplies are already out and how often do you ever go back and use your scraps? See, it has become taboo for me to give anyone in my family store bought cards. They think just because I house an arsenal of paper, scissors and adhesive, that I am therefore obliged to only give hand made cards. And my darling fiance seems to think the signature on my ass says "Hallmark" and not "Xavier Roberts". &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4UpAJ2jhtI/AAAAAAAAAeE/qjAk3Bj2l38/s1600-h/cpkgirl.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4UpAJ2jhtI/AAAAAAAAAeE/qjAk3Bj2l38/s320/cpkgirl.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153570431216879314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOL! Anyway, I find myself constantly scurrying around to make a birthday card just minutes before I am about to leave for the birthday party. And, have said to myself on every occassion "You really should just make a bunch of cards ahead of time and avoid this last minute panic." Although I have to admit, last minute panic is what got me through college. So while I was making a card for Fred's birthday, I used the extras and made a second card. I was very proud of myself for using my time wisely. All my supplies were already out. It took mere minutes. The only problem is - I made one extra card but am going to need 3 this month. At least I tried!! Thanks Theresa for your inspiration!&lt;br /&gt;But, it is a step in the right direction. It's only a little over a week into the year and I have already done quite a bit. I amon top of my class prep, made one extra birthday card. What's next?!?! Maybe you should wait and see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the card I made for Fred. It is fitting for many reasons. He is a chef. He loves Peanut M&amp;M's (yes mom, I said peanut). And inside was a poem about how we go together. I know it's cheesy but he is my favorite person to make things for. Although my mom runs a close second. It's fun to make things for her becuase she always cries. I know how good the project is by how much she cries! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4UrCZ2jhuI/AAAAAAAAAeM/0UWBJD3rIng/s1600-h/IMG_2855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4UrCZ2jhuI/AAAAAAAAAeM/0UWBJD3rIng/s320/IMG_2855.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153572668894840546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the card I made with the leftovers. Still not sure who this is going to but I think I have a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4Ur052jhvI/AAAAAAAAAeU/k8j5RX1OqWY/s1600-h/IMG_2856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4Ur052jhvI/AAAAAAAAAeU/k8j5RX1OqWY/s320/IMG_2856.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153573536478234354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-536703683214918233?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/536703683214918233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=536703683214918233&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/536703683214918233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/536703683214918233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/01/time-management.html' title='Time Management'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4UpAJ2jhtI/AAAAAAAAAeE/qjAk3Bj2l38/s72-c/cpkgirl.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-7338383506412456432</id><published>2008-01-08T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:08.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought Process</title><content type='html'>So I was surfing the web and on my google homepage, this was the "Random Cat Photo" of the day. Pretty Random that I would swear my animal loving life that it is a picture of Bailey. But I'll let you decide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:125%;"&gt;Random Cat Photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4Pttp2jhqI/AAAAAAAAAds/2jAF-7z5tbA/s1600-h/897328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4Pttp2jhqI/AAAAAAAAAds/2jAF-7z5tbA/s320/897328.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153223767226549922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:125%;"&gt;Bailey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4Pu7p2jhrI/AAAAAAAAAd0/blMaGvhLKcE/s1600-h/MyCat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4Pu7p2jhrI/AAAAAAAAAd0/blMaGvhLKcE/s320/MyCat.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153225107256346290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, after I stared at the photos for a few minutes, I started thinking again about how this silly picture of Bailey &amp; Hazel had already become an anchor to my year. It represents so much for me and a lot of what I hope is in store for 2008. As I explained yesterday, this was a surprise considering a year ago Bailey would not even be in the same room with a cat. We have made similar journeys. I look at the picture and I am reminded that it is time I am adjusted to life in NJ. I need to stop worrying about things and just kick back and relax. I have to stop paying attention to the meaningless details and just take things for what they are. And I need to be comfortable in my surroundings. Who knew Bailey could stir up so much emotion in me and lead me to be so profound? Regardless, this picture is certainly going to serve as an anchor for me. Not only for all the things I mentioned, but also as a reminder of how much I love my kitties!! Just an added bonus. And that feeling of feline love is what led me to this layout..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4Pwfp2jhsI/AAAAAAAAAd8/HxNaCOSnR4c/s1600-h/HappyTogether.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4Pwfp2jhsI/AAAAAAAAAd8/HxNaCOSnR4c/s320/HappyTogether.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153226825243264706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-7338383506412456432?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/7338383506412456432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=7338383506412456432&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7338383506412456432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7338383506412456432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/01/thought-process.html' title='Thought Process'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4Pttp2jhqI/AAAAAAAAAds/2jAF-7z5tbA/s72-c/897328.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-4034019779527127637</id><published>2008-01-07T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:10.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The difference a year can make</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4JEuZ2jhgI/AAAAAAAAAcc/SU123QujHEA/s1600-h/IMG_2851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4JEuZ2jhgI/AAAAAAAAAcc/SU123QujHEA/s320/IMG_2851.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152756487669646850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's 2008. This scene got me thinking. You see this a huge difference in Bailey's behavior from a year ago. He would not be in the same room with another cat, let alone within a few inches!! When I brought Bailey to live at Fred's with me, he had never seen another cat. He was so freaked, he ran into the bathroom and spent two days hiding between the toilet &amp; the tub, and the two days after that hiding in the closet in the spare room. Eventually he moved to the top of the cabinets in the kitchen. Basically, he went anywhere he thought one of the other cats could not get him. It took months before he would come up into our bedroom. Even if we carried him up, he would run right back downstairs. This was hard for me. When it was just Bailey &amp; I living in my apartment, he slept next to me, on my arm, every night. So you can imagine how upset I was that I could hardly get him to get off the cabinets. Much to my happiness, little by little things changed. And, as you can now see, Bailey has taken a liking to not only coming upstairs, but cuddling on our bed with Hazel. This is a long cry from the way he was a year ago. Hence, I realized there are many differences from one year ago. I think this would be a good scrapbook page. So I started to make this list and hopefully one of these days I will get to scrapping it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:125%;"&gt;In 2007:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I got engaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4JURp2jhhI/AAAAAAAAAck/vi98Ovw50HE/s1600-h/engaged.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4JURp2jhhI/AAAAAAAAAck/vi98Ovw50HE/s320/engaged.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152773585934452242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Fred's brother adopted a son &amp; a daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4JUX52jhiI/AAAAAAAAAcs/-eRMhwjfJqs/s1600-h/Kevin%26Karen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4JUX52jhiI/AAAAAAAAAcs/-eRMhwjfJqs/s320/Kevin%26Karen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152773693308634658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Fred's sister had her third girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4JUd52jhjI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Lp07jXKFDUE/s1600-h/Allison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4JUd52jhjI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Lp07jXKFDUE/s320/Allison.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152773796387849778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My &lt;a href="http://www.blacksmithcycles.com/"&gt;brother's business&lt;/a&gt; moved to a bigger building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I started teaching scrapbook classes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I got a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Great-Scrapbook-Ideas-Memory-Makers/dp/1599630176/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1199723782&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;scrapbook page published.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4JVWp2jhkI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Ytu7kH2SIcc/s1600-h/WhatIsThis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4JVWp2jhkI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Ytu7kH2SIcc/s320/WhatIsThis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152774771345425986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My brother got &lt;a href="http://www.thepastores.com/"&gt;married&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4JVe52jhlI/AAAAAAAAAdE/2qpFnpje1j8/s1600-h/Nick%26Jill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4JVe52jhlI/AAAAAAAAAdE/2qpFnpje1j8/s320/Nick%26Jill.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152774913079346770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Fred started a new job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My mom had her &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gallbladder"&gt;gall bladder&lt;/a&gt; removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My dad became vice president of his &lt;a href="http://www.americanspiritmcinc.com/"&gt;motorcycle club&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My dad became Shop Stewart at his job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I met &lt;a href="http://laurasrandom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laura&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Michelle &amp; Scott got married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4JX5Z2jhmI/AAAAAAAAAdM/HeqgT4F-dHY/s1600-h/Michelle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4JX5Z2jhmI/AAAAAAAAAdM/HeqgT4F-dHY/s320/Michelle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152777567369135714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Rob &amp; Jen got engaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4JX_J2jhnI/AAAAAAAAAdU/-Iq0q5Mqt2U/s1600-h/robandjennifer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4JX_J2jhnI/AAAAAAAAAdU/-Iq0q5Mqt2U/s320/robandjennifer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152777666153383538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Stacey &amp; Scott got married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4JYEp2jhoI/AAAAAAAAAdc/jSxKqNVH-k0/s1600-h/Stacey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4JYEp2jhoI/AAAAAAAAAdc/jSxKqNVH-k0/s320/Stacey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152777760642664066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jimmy was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4JYLZ2jhpI/AAAAAAAAAdk/jcSXqMBU0ms/s1600-h/Jimmy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4JYLZ2jhpI/AAAAAAAAAdk/jcSXqMBU0ms/s320/Jimmy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152777876606781074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I had 3 car accidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I got a speeding ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Fred had a car accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure there is much more but this all I can think of right now. It's funny to think of how much life can change in just 365 days. In the grand scheme, that is basically the blink of an eye. I wonder what 2008 holds...I know already one major change is going to happen!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-4034019779527127637?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/4034019779527127637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=4034019779527127637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4034019779527127637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4034019779527127637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/01/difference-year-can-make.html' title='The difference a year can make'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R4JEuZ2jhgI/AAAAAAAAAcc/SU123QujHEA/s72-c/IMG_2851.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-452945350623836744</id><published>2008-01-04T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:10.815-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bridal party'/><title type='text'>Allow Myself to introduce myself...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R35MHJ2jhfI/AAAAAAAAAcU/PKtBp_tF0FI/s1600-h/BridalParty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R35MHJ2jhfI/AAAAAAAAAcU/PKtBp_tF0FI/s320/BridalParty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151638709545960946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is finally official...all the members of our bridal party have accepted their positions and the wedding planning shall begin!! I would like to take this moment to introduce you to everyone. Starting from the left and working across the top row, then onto the next row:&lt;br /&gt;Carmela, Maid of Honor - my mother&lt;br /&gt;Nicolena - my cousin&lt;br /&gt;Kim - Fred's sister&lt;br /&gt;Stacey - my friend&lt;br /&gt;Erin - my friend&lt;br /&gt;Jill - my brother's wife&lt;br /&gt;Michelle - my cousin&lt;br /&gt;Olivia - my cousin Mike's daughter&lt;br /&gt;Andrew - my cousin Mike's son&lt;br /&gt;Mike W., Best Man - Fred's friend&lt;br /&gt;Kevin - Fred's brother&lt;br /&gt;Jamie - Fred's friend&lt;br /&gt;Mike M. - my cousin&lt;br /&gt;Nick - my brother&lt;br /&gt;Jim - Fred's friend, (also Mike W.'s brother) &lt;br /&gt;Madison - Fred's niece (Kim's daughter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you have it. I have to admit I am pretty darn excited! I always wanted a big bridal party. This worked out perfectly. Fred &amp; I are the last children of our immediate families to get married. So I really wanted all our siblings included. It's great that we really like each other's siblings so much. And also, my cousin Mike. He is really one of my best friends. I wanted him included in our special day and it worked out perfectly. Fred &amp; Mike get along very well and Fred had admitted that he intended on asking Michael anyway. Now that the holidays are over and the planning is begining, not only am I getting really excited, but I realize I have so much to do. My mom is in full swing planning mode, which is good becuase it made me realize I need to get cracking. Afterall, in 9 months, 27 days &amp; 7 1/2 hours - I WILL BE MARRYING FRED!!! LET THE FUN BEGIN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-452945350623836744?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/452945350623836744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=452945350623836744&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/452945350623836744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/452945350623836744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2008/01/allow-myselff-to-introduce-myself.html' title='Allow Myself to introduce myself...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R35MHJ2jhfI/AAAAAAAAAcU/PKtBp_tF0FI/s72-c/BridalParty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-6074086456619030158</id><published>2007-12-27T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:11.414-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digital layout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>All I want for Christmas...I got!!</title><content type='html'>Warning: I am about to get mushy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of all the gifts I got and the wonderful people I got to spend Christmas with, nothing was as special as being with my sweets. We had a wonderful Christmas together and being with Fred is the best gift I could get. We spent Christmas Eve at my cousin's house and Christmas Day at my mom's. Needless to say I am still in desperate need of sleep - oping to catch up on that this weekend! &lt;br /&gt;Uncle Bob took a great picture of Fred &amp; I by my mom's tree that I was itching to scrap. So I downloaded some awesome kits from &lt;a href="http://shabbyprincess.com/"&gt;Shabby Princess&lt;/a&gt; and got to work. I also scrapped our engagement picture. I have a feeling this picture may get scrapped more than once.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R3QfdZ2jhaI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/2CQUOgVVuQ4/s1600-h/2ndChristmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R3QfdZ2jhaI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/2CQUOgVVuQ4/s320/2ndChristmas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148774864007693730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R3Qfjp2jhbI/AAAAAAAAAbY/IaKrw86kLw8/s1600-h/YesIWill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R3Qfjp2jhbI/AAAAAAAAAbY/IaKrw86kLw8/s320/YesIWill.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148774971381876146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-6074086456619030158?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/6074086456619030158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=6074086456619030158&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/6074086456619030158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/6074086456619030158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/12/all-i-want-for-christmasi-got.html' title='All I want for Christmas...I got!!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R3QfdZ2jhaI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/2CQUOgVVuQ4/s72-c/2ndChristmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-6527758011518159415</id><published>2007-12-20T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:12.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The weather outside is frightful...</title><content type='html'>...but the alcohol inks are still flowing and my craftiness is still going!! Today is my cousin Mike's birthday. Happy Birthday to you baby!!! Last night I made this card for him and got to have lunch with him today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R2rgWZ2jhVI/AAAAAAAAAao/Vj59T5L_7SQ/s1600-h/IMG_2803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R2rgWZ2jhVI/AAAAAAAAAao/Vj59T5L_7SQ/s320/IMG_2803.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146172199725663570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always great to be around family, especially around Christmas and especially when you're as homesick as I have been. This is me &amp; Mike from my brother's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R2rfoZ2jhUI/AAAAAAAAAag/wmOzB3TOHnE/s1600-h/of%3D50,590,442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R2rfoZ2jhUI/AAAAAAAAAag/wmOzB3TOHnE/s320/of%3D50,590,442.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146171409451681090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:125%;"&gt;Insert segway to eggnog here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sprinkle some cinnamon on me and call me eggnog because according to &lt;a href=http://www.the-n.com/"&gt;www.the-n.com&lt;/a&gt;, that's what I am!! Go see what tastey holiday treat you are!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/3306"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/holtreat_quiz/nog.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on the topic of holidays, check out these scenes from some holiday cards...just kidding!! These are a few places I passed  on my way to work this morning. I felt like I was driving through a Thomas Kinkaid Christmas card. One of the rare beauties of living in the middle of nowhere!! I love the way these came out. I did not alter them at all. This is exactly how they came off my camera! They kinda look like painting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R2rjR52jhXI/AAAAAAAAAa4/AQQe0zuIDag/s1600-h/IMG_2806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R2rjR52jhXI/AAAAAAAAAa4/AQQe0zuIDag/s320/IMG_2806.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146175420951135602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R2rjJJ2jhWI/AAAAAAAAAaw/eobjaSbPucw/s1600-h/IMG_2807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R2rjJJ2jhWI/AAAAAAAAAaw/eobjaSbPucw/s320/IMG_2807.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146175270627280226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course Christmas would not be complete if I did not jump on the bandwagon and &lt;a href="http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1623779723"&gt;"Elf Myself"&lt;/a&gt;! Since you could only do 4, I elfed our 4 cats. Enjoy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-6527758011518159415?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/6527758011518159415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=6527758011518159415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/6527758011518159415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/6527758011518159415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/12/weather-outside-is-frightful.html' title='The weather outside is frightful...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R2rgWZ2jhVI/AAAAAAAAAao/Vj59T5L_7SQ/s72-c/IMG_2803.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-6622134172252929187</id><published>2007-12-19T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:12.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Days til Christmas and all is well...</title><content type='html'>It's almost here!! I am so excited!! I love Christmas more than Halloween. (Although at Halloween I will tell you just the opposite!!) Last night Fred &amp; I were the recipients of a complete RAK!! (Random Act of Kindness) We had errands to run and Christmas shopping to finish after work. So we stopped off at the diner for a quick bite. When we got into the parking lot, it was packed!! I said "Are they giving something away for free?" Well they were!! When we walked in we were greeted by the owner in his Cowboys Santa hat. It was the Milford Diner's Christmas party and all their customers were invited!! We enjoyed a delicious meal - on the house!! How nice was that!! Although the kitchen was closed for ordering there was a big buffet of food set up for our eating enjoyment!! There were salads, baked ziti, sausage &amp; peppers, chicken marsala &amp; more!! It was so nice. We hungout for a bit and chatted with some locals and of course our favorite waiter Nick!! It was one of those unexpected times that made me feel all warm and fuzzy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:125%;"&gt;Now for the craftiness!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been stocking up on Distress Inks little by little and having so much fun trying new techniques. I was totally inspired by "Tim Holtz's 12 Tags of Christmas." I even made it into a manual and shared it with everyone in my yahoo groups. If you would like a copy feel free to email me! Last nigh I made this snowy card for a friend. It was a little different spin on the technique from &lt;a href="http://timholtz.typepad.com/my_weblog/2007/12/its-day-2-of-12.html"&gt;Tag #2&lt;/a&gt;. I used the emboss resist technique with VeraMark ink and clear embossing powder on white cardstock. Then I used Weathered Wood &amp; Broken China Distress Ink on the craft mat. After it dried I went in again and stamped the snowflakes with Broken China. And of course, finished it off with Stickles!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R2lZSZ2jhSI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/jhs9bhkcXVI/s1600-h/Snowflake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R2lZSZ2jhSI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/jhs9bhkcXVI/s320/Snowflake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145742221959726370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:125%;"&gt;Now for the wedding update&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fred asked another one of his friends to be a groomsmen. I don't have a picture of Jim so I did the next best thing. We almost have everyone!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R2lcM52jhTI/AAAAAAAAAaY/fWW4H0kcTF8/s1600-h/BridalParty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R2lcM52jhTI/AAAAAAAAAaY/fWW4H0kcTF8/s320/BridalParty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145745426005329202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun turning Jim into a Simpson's character, next time I get bored I just might make a whole Simpson's bridal party!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-6622134172252929187?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/6622134172252929187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=6622134172252929187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/6622134172252929187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/6622134172252929187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/12/6-days-til-christmas-and-all-is-well.html' title='6 Days til Christmas and all is well...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R2lZSZ2jhSI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/jhs9bhkcXVI/s72-c/Snowflake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-3449810708202732321</id><published>2007-12-10T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:13.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All the girls are accounted for</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12--aKTjyI/AAAAAAAAAZI/z-ymPwIbSp8/s1600-h/BridalParty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12--aKTjyI/AAAAAAAAAZI/z-ymPwIbSp8/s320/BridalParty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142476328910688034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on Long Island yesterday for my mom's birthday. We suprised her by taking her to Yonkers Raceway to do a little gambling. When we got home we surprised her again by having the family over. I finally got my opportunity to ask Michelle to be a bridesmaid. That's everyone!! All my girls have been asked. Now Fred just has 2 more guys to ask and we are all set. &lt;br /&gt;Mom's birthday was great!! We really had a fun time and she seemed to enjoy herself!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12_LKKTjzI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/SRyIujOd_CU/s1600-h/IMG_2780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12_LKKTjzI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/SRyIujOd_CU/s320/IMG_2780.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142476547954020146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12_MKKTj0I/AAAAAAAAAZY/tB9IIex8Jf4/s1600-h/IMG_2783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12_MKKTj0I/AAAAAAAAAZY/tB9IIex8Jf4/s320/IMG_2783.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142476565133889346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12_M6KTj1I/AAAAAAAAAZg/lkiZ8YSn7jY/s1600-h/IMG_2788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12_M6KTj1I/AAAAAAAAAZg/lkiZ8YSn7jY/s320/IMG_2788.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142476578018791250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12_NqKTj2I/AAAAAAAAAZo/Lvs6ZpVb98Y/s1600-h/IMG_2790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12_NqKTj2I/AAAAAAAAAZo/Lvs6ZpVb98Y/s320/IMG_2790.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142476590903693154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-3449810708202732321?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/3449810708202732321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=3449810708202732321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/3449810708202732321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/3449810708202732321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/12/all-girls-are-accounted-for.html' title='All the girls are accounted for'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12--aKTjyI/AAAAAAAAAZI/z-ymPwIbSp8/s72-c/BridalParty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-7298941794770889790</id><published>2007-12-09T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:14.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I did on Saturday</title><content type='html'>As I mentioned yesterday, I spent most of my time on Saturday in my scrapbook room. So I thought I would share what I actually did while I was in there. My mom turns 60 on Monday but we are heading out to Long Island today to celebrate with her. So, I made her a card and this picture frame. The card was a technique I learned from &lt;a href="http://pearlesq.blogspot.com/"&gt;Robin Beam's&lt;/a&gt; website. It's called the &lt;a href="http://pearlesq.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-dreaming-of-bandanna-christmas-part.html"&gt;"bandana technique"&lt;/a&gt;. I had been dying to try it and thought this was the perfect opportunity. It is such a versatile technique. I can't wait to get more distress inks so I can play around some more!! The possibilities are endless and it was just a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12I2KKTjvI/AAAAAAAAAYw/DtxjS4jkiGE/s1600-h/card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12I2KKTjvI/AAAAAAAAAYw/DtxjS4jkiGE/s320/card.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142416813548867314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12JMqKTjxI/AAAAAAAAAZA/q1-D83Zu66Q/s1600-h/frame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12JMqKTjxI/AAAAAAAAAZA/q1-D83Zu66Q/s320/frame.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142417200095923986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-7298941794770889790?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/7298941794770889790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=7298941794770889790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7298941794770889790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7298941794770889790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-i-did-on-saturday.html' title='What I did on Saturday'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12I2KKTjvI/AAAAAAAAAYw/DtxjS4jkiGE/s72-c/card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-2849912976394872972</id><published>2007-12-08T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:15.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday in my craft room</title><content type='html'>Today was a good day spent. We got lots of odds &amp; ends done. While Fred did some baking I was hanging out in my craft room. (a.k.a. the spare room) When I moved in, Fred said I could have the spare room as my scrapbook room. All he asked was that I kept the bed in there for when we have visitors. So, I pushed the bed as far into the corner as I could get it and took over the rest of the room. I found plate shelves at IKEA that worked great for things like stamps, stickles, ink pads, etc. I had a butcher block also bought from IKEA that I dragged with me when I moved from Long Island. My craft table and bookshelves are also (you guessed it!) from IKEA. Now mind you, I have been here for over year. I figured it was finally time to share. So here it is, the room where I don't get to spend nearly enough time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12DH6KTjqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/3rCW9-wunDE/s1600-h/IMG_2759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12DH6KTjqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/3rCW9-wunDE/s320/IMG_2759.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142410521421778594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12DIaKTjrI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/6g38x1aLwcs/s1600-h/IMG_2760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12DIaKTjrI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/6g38x1aLwcs/s320/IMG_2760.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142410530011713202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12DIqKTjsI/AAAAAAAAAYY/DR5YBHhKkBY/s1600-h/IMG_2761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12DIqKTjsI/AAAAAAAAAYY/DR5YBHhKkBY/s320/IMG_2761.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142410534306680514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12DJaKTjtI/AAAAAAAAAYg/RIT_lUJeIwA/s1600-h/IMG_2763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12DJaKTjtI/AAAAAAAAAYg/RIT_lUJeIwA/s320/IMG_2763.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142410547191582418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12DJ6KTjuI/AAAAAAAAAYo/0HrF8Mhp2Ow/s1600-h/IMG_2764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12DJ6KTjuI/AAAAAAAAAYo/0HrF8Mhp2Ow/s320/IMG_2764.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142410555781517026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-2849912976394872972?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/2849912976394872972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=2849912976394872972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/2849912976394872972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/2849912976394872972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/12/saturday-in-my-craft-room.html' title='Saturday in my craft room'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R12DH6KTjqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/3rCW9-wunDE/s72-c/IMG_2759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-3727699470810663303</id><published>2007-12-05T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:15.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NBC Fun!!!</title><content type='html'>My friend &lt;a href="http://laurasrandom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laura&lt;/a&gt; rocks!! This morning she sent me a &lt;a href="http://vector-art.blogspot.com/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to a blog with free Nightmare Before Christmas brushes for Photoshop. Oh what fun!! I had already been contemplating working on some digital layouts and perhaps downloading some new stuff. Once I saw this I was off and running. These were so fun to play with. If anyone needs help on how to install and use these or even how to create your own brushes from just about anything, please feel free to email me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1b_qqKTjoI/AAAAAAAAAX4/b7pGm5eLvHo/s1600-h/Jack%26Sally.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1b_qqKTjoI/AAAAAAAAAX4/b7pGm5eLvHo/s320/Jack%26Sally.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140577133027102338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Fred &amp; I have been watching &lt;a href="http://www.scifi.com/tinman/"&gt;Tin Man&lt;/a&gt; on Sci-Fi since Sunday night. Or I should say Fred has been watching it. Since I have been battling a cold since Sunday, I have been fast asleep by almost 9:00 every night. He did say it was getting better and better. But, we did both come to the conclusion that &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0221046/"&gt;Zooey Deschanel&lt;/a&gt; is just a really bad actress. We both agreed this would have been a better watch with someone else playing the lead role. It's weird becuase I was wowed by her in Elf. But that could be becuase I am a sucker for stupid Will Ferrell comedy and that is since my favorite movie. But after seeing her in Tin Man, I changed my mind. She seems like a robot. Nothing she says has any feeling. I was shocked to find out that she will be playing Janis Joplin in the upcoming "Gospel According to Janis". I'm interested to see how she pulls this off.  And that's all I got for today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1cTjqKTjpI/AAAAAAAAAYA/xjwxDVFtxv8/s1600-h/Picture+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1cTjqKTjpI/AAAAAAAAAYA/xjwxDVFtxv8/s320/Picture+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140599003000573586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-3727699470810663303?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/3727699470810663303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=3727699470810663303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/3727699470810663303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/3727699470810663303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/12/nbc-fun.html' title='NBC Fun!!!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1b_qqKTjoI/AAAAAAAAAX4/b7pGm5eLvHo/s72-c/Jack%26Sally.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-3418151758187577810</id><published>2007-12-04T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:16.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Morning</title><content type='html'>Mornings are very quiet for me, however filled with many things to be thankful for. I always have morning buddies. There is always some combination of Merv, Pinto, Bailey and/or Hazel around. This particular morning Hazel &amp; Bailey were hanging out. Bailey usually follows me everywhere. Here he was sitting on the tub while I brushed my hair. It seems that he thinks since his body is hidden no one can see him. He's silly like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1Wz0KKTjiI/AAAAAAAAAXI/7joFo70pR6s/s1600-h/IMG_2740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1Wz0KKTjiI/AAAAAAAAAXI/7joFo70pR6s/s320/IMG_2740.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140212258375437858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I caught a glimpse of Hazel running into the closet so I went to see what she was doing. Apparently she was cleaning herself - incognito!! No surprise becuase she certainly never cleans herself in front of anyone. There is a reason why we call her stinky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1XOe6KTjjI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/nguQ_1EZczM/s1600-h/IMG_2744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1XOe6KTjjI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/nguQ_1EZczM/s320/IMG_2744.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140241580117167666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She kinda meanders around until I am ready to put my makeup on. Then our time comes. As soon as I sit on the bed she curls up right next to me as close as she can get. That's where she stays. Even when I leave, she will still be sitting there curled up on the bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1XO6KKTjkI/AAAAAAAAAXY/wlDl6fkITAI/s1600-h/IMG_2750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1XO6KKTjkI/AAAAAAAAAXY/wlDl6fkITAI/s320/IMG_2750.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140242048268602946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I did leave this morning, I was a little surprised. I thought the snow had stopped. I was wrong, it was lightly falling and was so peaceful. It's moments like this that I am greatful to have the experience of living in the country. It was so silent and still. When I move on from here I will have to remember to look back on moments like these. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1XPhqKTjlI/AAAAAAAAAXg/PAq3gHy_GW4/s1600-h/IMG_2755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1XPhqKTjlI/AAAAAAAAAXg/PAq3gHy_GW4/s320/IMG_2755.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140242726873435730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1XPjKKTjmI/AAAAAAAAAXo/CW2LydeHwm0/s1600-h/IMG_2752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1XPjKKTjmI/AAAAAAAAAXo/CW2LydeHwm0/s320/IMG_2752.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140242752643239522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1XPj6KTjnI/AAAAAAAAAXw/06toJvBbjoU/s1600-h/IMG_2758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1XPj6KTjnI/AAAAAAAAAXw/06toJvBbjoU/s320/IMG_2758.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140242765528141426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-3418151758187577810?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/3418151758187577810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=3418151758187577810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/3418151758187577810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/3418151758187577810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/12/silent-morning.html' title='Silent Morning'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1Wz0KKTjiI/AAAAAAAAAXI/7joFo70pR6s/s72-c/IMG_2740.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-8436699986989474065</id><published>2007-12-03T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:18.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Tree...Take 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1RWBaKTjfI/AAAAAAAAAWw/M_NRJmqcuiQ/s1600-R/IMG_2707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1RWBaKTjfI/AAAAAAAAAWw/kqoT_xLfBy4/s320/IMG_2707.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139827656938982898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fred and I set out yet again this past Saturday to find the perfect tree in celebration of our 2nd Christmas together. Right from the start we decided we were not getting the gargantuan tree like we did last year. It was just too much. I have to admit, it was a little difficult to pick out. We went to the same place as last year. After much deliberation, we finally picked one out. As you can see below, we basically went from a tree to a bush. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1RV66KTjeI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Z1D768i-W8c/s1600-R/06-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1RV66KTjeI/AAAAAAAAAWo/yLLid73ZSnA/s320/06-07.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139827545269833186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when we got it home, it was perfect. We both got caught up in the holiday spirit. Well actually Fred did not have much choice after witnessing my dance number to Run DMC's "Christmas in Hollis". Becuase rhymes so loud and proud you hear it. It's Christmas time and we got the spirit! In fact, I think he was so moved by my moves, he actually put on a Santa hat when he swore he never would!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1RW66KTjgI/AAAAAAAAAW4/lYrC6sNV-j4/s1600-R/IMG_2733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1RW66KTjgI/AAAAAAAAAW4/uwvd_FwoanI/s320/IMG_2733.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139828644781460994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing is this...there is a Christmas mystery. We seem to have lost some ornaments. We found all of my krinkle collection and some balls and swirly things. But, we can not find our box of miscellaneous ornaments. This has become a bit of a mystery. Fred pulled out every container from the shed and they were nowhere. So we thought we were just gonna have to do without. Then a Christmas miracle...Fred's mom called last night and said she was sending us a box of ornaments. It's funny the way things work out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1Rag6KTjhI/AAAAAAAAAXA/NSoexqAb7Ag/s1600-R/IMG_2730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1Rag6KTjhI/AAAAAAAAAXA/8P7UkeaB1n0/s320/IMG_2730.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139832596151373330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-8436699986989474065?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/8436699986989474065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=8436699986989474065&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/8436699986989474065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/8436699986989474065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-treetake-2.html' title='Christmas Tree...Take 2'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1RWBaKTjfI/AAAAAAAAAWw/kqoT_xLfBy4/s72-c/IMG_2707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-7535727960004904249</id><published>2007-11-30T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:18.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone care for an update?</title><content type='html'>Ok, I realize there are about 2 of you out there who actually read this and that may even be an exaggeration. But I like to pretend I have a great big audience of adoring fans who wait patiently for each of my blog postings!! HAAA!!! Well a girl can dream, right?? But for those of you who do actually read my nonsense (I mean the ones who do it willingly, not the ones I force), I thank you, all one of you. &lt;br /&gt;So here is an update on the bridal party for those of you interested in wedding news....I had previously forgot to put the kids in so I added them. And I know that is a silly picture of Jamie, but that is all I could find. It's from when we went to Space Farm this summer. Him and Becca posed in an old fashioned jail cell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1B5IaKTjcI/AAAAAAAAAWY/wp2Fe5l29S4/s1600-R/BridalParty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1B5IaKTjcI/AAAAAAAAAWY/s-euTO4RotM/s320/BridalParty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138740360198196674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So not much other news around here. I have been a little blah this week. Just homesick I think. Sometimes the commute gets to me too. I do 150 miles round trip each day. It gets a little grueling. Although I have mastered eating McDonalds's cinnamon melts while driving 80 miles per...uh...I mean while driving the speed limit of course!! For those of you who have tried these gooey morsels, you know that is impressive!! Although if Fred reads this (which I am sure he will because other wise he hears "did you read my blog?" every 10 minutes) he is gonna have a shit fit on me. He says I do too many other things while driving. But let's face it - I spend 1/4 of my waking hours a day in the car. (I just figured that out!! Damn!!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is coming to Paramus tonight. I am super excited for that. Her and Aunt Ro are meeting me after work. I am taking them to the Christmas Tree Shoppe. There are non of those on Long Island. And, for those of you who know my mom well enough, know that she leaves no shopping opportunity undiscovered. So, she is crossing the river, not to see her daughter, not to see where I work, but to SHOP!!! Well I am sure she is happy to see me also!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a random cute photo to say Happy Friday everyone!!!!!! Hope your weekend ROCKS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1B6a6KTjdI/AAAAAAAAAWg/AZ6QIORINuw/s1600-R/IMG_2638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1B6a6KTjdI/AAAAAAAAAWg/CFPqyAK9634/s320/IMG_2638.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138741777537404370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-7535727960004904249?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/7535727960004904249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=7535727960004904249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7535727960004904249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7535727960004904249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/11/anyone-care-for-update.html' title='Anyone care for an update?'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R1B5IaKTjcI/AAAAAAAAAWY/s-euTO4RotM/s72-c/BridalParty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-338090423843726888</id><published>2007-11-26T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:18.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the next contestant is...</title><content type='html'>...Kim!! I had the pleasure of asking Fred's sister to be in my bridal party this weekend while we were visiting Fred's parents for Thanksgiving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R0s9idJ13MI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/eAgw-GF4Fpc/s1600-h/BridalParty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R0s9idJ13MI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/eAgw-GF4Fpc/s320/BridalParty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137267462096936130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a blast! We got into town Wednesday night and met everyone at &lt;a href=http://thebigeasysaloon.com/index.htm&gt;The Big Easy&lt;/a&gt;, a New Orleans style restaurant. The best part...I got to have grits for dinner! This place was a lot of fun. There was live music that Fred's nieces enjoyed dancing too and the food was great! Thursday was a very relaxing day with a great dinner!! This was probably the first or second time I had turkey on Thanksgiving. The usual feast at my aunt's house includes so much food prior to the turkey that I never have room left!! I even enjoyed a leftover turkey sandwhich on Friday!! We returned home to finish cleaning that started prior to my mom's hospital visit. The house had stayed in a state of disaster for a week. That was a relief to get everything in order. By last night I was exhausted. I fell asleep with Hazel in one arm and Bailey in the other!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-338090423843726888?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/338090423843726888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=338090423843726888&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/338090423843726888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/338090423843726888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-next-contestant-is.html' title='And the next contestant is...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R0s9idJ13MI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/eAgw-GF4Fpc/s72-c/BridalParty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-3955878262546034143</id><published>2007-11-20T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:19.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*** Not so Breaking News ***</title><content type='html'>There has been an update to the bridal party announcements. Although she is pictured as a blond, her hair is currently very dark brown. Thanks for saying yes, Nikki!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R0NSxNJ13II/AAAAAAAAAVw/u1pOULyUZZs/s1600-h/BridalParty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R0NSxNJ13II/AAAAAAAAAVw/u1pOULyUZZs/s320/BridalParty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135039005430504578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-3955878262546034143?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/3955878262546034143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=3955878262546034143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/3955878262546034143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/3955878262546034143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/11/not-so-breaking-news.html' title='*** Not so Breaking News ***'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R0NSxNJ13II/AAAAAAAAAVw/u1pOULyUZZs/s72-c/BridalParty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-6610312386477540221</id><published>2007-11-15T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:19.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Krispy Treat Saga</title><content type='html'>As a kid Rice Krispie Treats were my FAVORITE. In 8th grade when we had to do a demonstrative speech, I taught everyone how to make Rice Krispie Treats. You can imagine how excited I was the first time I notice that Starbucks sold Rice Kripie Treats. Although, they were better. MUCH better. They call them Krispy Rice Squares, or something to that effect. They are much much bigger than an average RKT. And they are less sticky, much more dense. I love them. &lt;br /&gt;So the other day at work I shared this story with my co-workers. This is a true story that happened on my way home from work not too long ago.&lt;br /&gt;I stopped at a rest stop on the NY Thruway. I went to Starbucks, ordered my usual. As I walked to the car, I noticed the bag that held my block of marshmallow krispy goodness, was lighter than usual. I got to the car and I was astonished when I removed it from the bag. It was about a third of the size it normally is and was clearly NOT a Starbucks Krispy Rice Square. How was I sure you ask....have you ever bought the pre-packaged RKT in the store? You know the ones you put in your kids lunchbox. (BTW, do kids still take lunch boxes to school?) Anyway, they come pre-wrapped in a blue foil package. Well when I took my treat out of the Starbucks baggie and turned it over, what to my wondering eyes did appear.....A PIECE OF BLUE FOIL WRAPPER STUCK TO IT, MY DEAR!!!!!! Those mother f*&amp;^ers at Starbucks took a Kellogs RKT, unwrapped it and put it on the shelf and sold it as their own. MAN WAS I PISSED. What action did I take, you ask? I wrote to Starbucks. They sent me coupons for free drinks. WHAT ABOUT MY KRISPY RICE SQUARE, DAMMIT!!! My co-workers laughed. I am forever scarred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came into work this morning, this was on my desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzyqV5XVuuI/AAAAAAAAAVo/tptG6MP8Q0Q/s1600-h/111507_15091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzyqV5XVuuI/AAAAAAAAAVo/tptG6MP8Q0Q/s320/111507_15091.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133164968448211682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-6610312386477540221?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/6610312386477540221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=6610312386477540221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/6610312386477540221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/6610312386477540221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/11/krispy-treat-saga.html' title='The Krispy Treat Saga'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzyqV5XVuuI/AAAAAAAAAVo/tptG6MP8Q0Q/s72-c/111507_15091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-5787561348025130221</id><published>2007-11-14T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:21.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some good nuggets of my life...</title><content type='html'>Nuggets...the little bits of goodness in my life. Be they tangible or non, I notice them, I love them and I am thankful for them. Here are a few from my day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nugget #1: Hazel curled up in between the pillows. (This pleases the animal lover in me.) Who knew this rescued little kitty would end up to be such a loving part of our lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rzth9oSvUyI/AAAAAAAAAU4/e4qvjyCwQPk/s1600-h/IMG_2682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rzth9oSvUyI/AAAAAAAAAU4/e4qvjyCwQPk/s320/IMG_2682.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132803911734743842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nugget #2: New stamps from &lt;a href="http://goinque.com/"&gt;Inque Boutique&lt;/a&gt;. (This pleases the scrapbooker in me.) They are awesome and CHEAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RztkeoSvUzI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ozpNNT3Ox4Y/s1600-h/IMG_2693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RztkeoSvUzI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ozpNNT3Ox4Y/s320/IMG_2693.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132806677693682482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nugget #3: The fact that my friend &lt;a href="http://laurasrandom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laura&lt;/a&gt; posted a message that she is looking for a place to live.....IN NJ!!!! WOO HOO!!! WELCOME HOME BABY!!! (This pleases the friend in me) She is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RztmOoSvU1I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/gdopOQjti-0/s1600-h/meexpo07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RztmOoSvU1I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/gdopOQjti-0/s320/meexpo07.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132808601839031122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right you sexy bitch...I jacked that pick right from your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nugget #4: I am marrying a very sexy man. (This just plain pleases me.) Damn, I adore him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RztmtISvU2I/AAAAAAAAAVY/J-lnA2y2Nss/s1600-h/IMG_2576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RztmtISvU2I/AAAAAAAAAVY/J-lnA2y2Nss/s320/IMG_2576.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132809125825041250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nugget #5: There is going to be a chocolate fountain at our wedding. (This please the female in me.) I can not wait for this day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rztl9YSvU0I/AAAAAAAAAVI/o29UTVziAUg/s1600-h/SephraFount-MC+brush+edge+web.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rztl9YSvU0I/AAAAAAAAAVI/o29UTVziAUg/s320/SephraFount-MC+brush+edge+web.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132808305486287682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the nuggets of my life. I ask you, can it get any better?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-5787561348025130221?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/5787561348025130221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=5787561348025130221&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/5787561348025130221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/5787561348025130221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/11/some-good-nuggets-of-my-life.html' title='Some good nuggets of my life...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rzth9oSvUyI/AAAAAAAAAU4/e4qvjyCwQPk/s72-c/IMG_2682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-7257313168397083810</id><published>2007-11-13T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:21.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Happenings</title><content type='html'>It seems as though Fred &amp; I are on the uphill climb of goodness these days. I always see life as a big circle. It goes around and around through the good and the not so good. Right now we are on GREAT!!! &lt;br /&gt;Friday night I asked Stacey &amp; Erin to be in my wedding. They were excited. I am so lucky to have such great friends. It was so awesome to see them, I wish I could spend time with them more often. I saw some beautiful pictures from Stacey &amp; Scott's wedding. &lt;br /&gt;This past Saturday we booked our hall for our wedding reception. There was one place that I was really hoping for but did not think it was gonna happen. It ended up being the first place we visited and the last!! Our reception will be held at &lt;a href="http://www.westburymanor.com/"&gt;Westbury Manor, Westbury NY&lt;/a&gt;. The place is so pretty and there are lots of fun surprises planned!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzoOaf6FAFI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ITqf0VGl7Gs/s1600-h/d3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzoOaf6FAFI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ITqf0VGl7Gs/s320/d3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132430573746585682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzoOav6FAGI/AAAAAAAAAUM/eitVKSckmR8/s1600-h/d6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzoOav6FAGI/AAAAAAAAAUM/eitVKSckmR8/s320/d6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132430578041552994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday (As if things could get any better right now) I was asked to be part of something very special for 2008. I am not at liberty to discuss but promise to post details as soon as I can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday (Nov. 12) was Bailey's 4th birthday. I have had that little guy for 3 1/2 years now. I fed him some chicken that Fred made and we sang to him. Thanks to my cousin Mike for remembering. He always does. One of the many reasons I love him. Here is a picture from 2005 of Bailey &amp; his grandma in my old apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzocUf6FAJI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Ni1BcQoKSAM/s1600-h/232323232%7Ffp46%3Dot%3E2347%3D954%3D%3B78%3DXROQDF%3E23238%3B47%3B4%3B5%3Bot1lsi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzocUf6FAJI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Ni1BcQoKSAM/s320/232323232%7Ffp46%3Dot%3E2347%3D954%3D%3B78%3DXROQDF%3E23238%3B47%3B4%3B5%3Bot1lsi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132445863830159506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as it currently stands our wedding party line up is as follows: (We still have not had the opportunity to ask everyone, so check back for updates)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rzobe_6FAII/AAAAAAAAAUc/JaWOBjWsgDE/s1600-h/BridalParty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rzobe_6FAII/AAAAAAAAAUc/JaWOBjWsgDE/s320/BridalParty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132444944707158146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-7257313168397083810?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/7257313168397083810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=7257313168397083810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7257313168397083810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7257313168397083810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-happenings.html' title='Happy Happenings'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzoOaf6FAFI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ITqf0VGl7Gs/s72-c/d3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-4673320517934328059</id><published>2007-11-13T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:23.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Classes at Riverside Scrapbook Company</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Ann, I have recently joined the team at &lt;a href="http://www.riversidescrapbook.com/"&gt;Riverside Scrapbook Company&lt;/a&gt;. I have some great classes coming up. Call Today to reserve your seat 570-491-CROP (2767). Hope to see you there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays: A Card Creation Celebration - Sat. Dec 1 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kick off the Holiday season with Gina and make your very own holiday&lt;br /&gt;greeting cards!  Join us on Saturday, December 1 from 11 a.m. to 4&lt;br /&gt;p.m. for our Card Creation Celebration.  We will welcome in the&lt;br /&gt;holidays with music, snacks, prizes, and your very own homemade&lt;br /&gt;greeting cards.  Lunch will be included.  Bring your scissors,&lt;br /&gt;adhesive, and your holiday spirit – everything else will be provided.&lt;br /&gt;Yule have endless fun learning different techniques and creating five&lt;br /&gt;each of five different cards (25 cards in all).  Cost is $50, lunch&lt;br /&gt;included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R0svJtJ13JI/AAAAAAAAAV4/-zV7SKrItmw/s1600-h/IMG_2698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R0svJtJ13JI/AAAAAAAAAV4/-zV7SKrItmw/s320/IMG_2698.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137251643732384914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R0svJ9J13KI/AAAAAAAAAWA/jXibrxep-iE/s1600-h/IMG_2701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R0svJ9J13KI/AAAAAAAAAWA/jXibrxep-iE/s320/IMG_2701.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137251648027352226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R0svKNJ13LI/AAAAAAAAAWI/z-0V7BDgP94/s1600-h/IMG_2702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R0svKNJ13LI/AAAAAAAAAWI/z-0V7BDgP94/s320/IMG_2702.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137251652322319538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calendar Memories - Thur. Dec. 6 &amp; 13 OR Sat. Dec. 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get ready to scrapbook a year in your life!  Join Gina for this unique&lt;br /&gt;class and build your very own 12 x 12 monthly calendar using&lt;br /&gt;Chatterbox.  At the end of each month, the page can be removed and&lt;br /&gt;placed right into your scrapbook!  It's the perfect way to revisit&lt;br /&gt;your favorite memories while building a great keepsake.  These make&lt;br /&gt;wonderful holiday gifts!  Join us on Thursday, December 6 (7 pm-9 pm),&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, December 13 (7 pm-9 pm), OR  Saturday, December 15 (10 am-2&lt;br /&gt;pm).  Cost is $30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzoLxf6FACI/AAAAAAAAATs/uVE-Ursy4Xo/s1600-h/IMG_2671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzoLxf6FACI/AAAAAAAAATs/uVE-Ursy4Xo/s320/IMG_2671.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132427670348693538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzoLyP6FADI/AAAAAAAAAT0/B1KwtylSXic/s1600-h/IMG_2670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzoLyP6FADI/AAAAAAAAAT0/B1KwtylSXic/s320/IMG_2670.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132427683233595442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzygVZXVutI/AAAAAAAAAVg/4yn3D2dPG1Q/s1600-h/IMG_2686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzygVZXVutI/AAAAAAAAAVg/4yn3D2dPG1Q/s320/IMG_2686.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133153964741999314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzoLyf6FAEI/AAAAAAAAAT8/O5ynP2kOnIM/s1600-h/IMG_2675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzoLyf6FAEI/AAAAAAAAAT8/O5ynP2kOnIM/s320/IMG_2675.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132427687528562754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008: (Descriptions &amp; Pictures coming soon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine Cards - Thur. Jan. 31, 7-9pm&lt;br /&gt;Valentine Cards - Sat. Feb. 1, 10am-12pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valenting Mini Book - Thur. Feb. 7, 7-9pm&lt;br /&gt;Valentine Mini Book - Sat. Feb. 9, 10am-13pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-4673320517934328059?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/4673320517934328059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=4673320517934328059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4673320517934328059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4673320517934328059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/11/classes-at-riverside-scrapbook-company.html' title='Classes at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.riversidescrapbook.com/&quot;&gt;Riverside Scrapbook Company&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R0svJtJ13JI/AAAAAAAAAV4/-zV7SKrItmw/s72-c/IMG_2698.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-7617962217735196414</id><published>2007-11-09T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:23.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am 1 in 601!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzTBD_6FABI/AAAAAAAAATk/T8aK8eMeM3U/s1600-h/1642_1672_popup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzTBD_6FABI/AAAAAAAAATk/T8aK8eMeM3U/s320/1642_1672_popup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130938149920636946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's here!!! Well not here here. But it is in stores, on shelves, online. My first ever published scrapbook page!! The book is out. 601 Great Scrapbook Ideas published by Making Memories. I have not yet recieved my copy so I couldn't even tell you what page I am on, but once I do, I'll be sure to post. If anyone wants a copy, let me know. I can get it 50% Off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-7617962217735196414?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/7617962217735196414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=7617962217735196414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7617962217735196414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7617962217735196414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-1-in-601.html' title='I am 1 in 601!!!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzTBD_6FABI/AAAAAAAAATk/T8aK8eMeM3U/s72-c/1642_1672_popup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-7524560064192610037</id><published>2007-11-09T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:24.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going back to the island</title><content type='html'>I am really excited and wish this day would hurry up!! I am going to Long Island with Fred tonight after work. We are headed right to Stacey's. Erin &amp; Brian will be there. I have not seen these girls since Stacey's wedding. (picture below). I am so excited. Erin &amp; I have already planned on jumping up and down and hugging when we see each other. And I can't wait to talk to the both of them about somethig very special. We are ging to have some hordouvres at Stacey's, then go out to dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is reception hall day!!! Mom has 3 places planned for us to visit. I am excited for this. I think it means that it is all real and this wedding thing is really happening. I need to get in gear and finish making my wedding planner. &lt;br /&gt;I collected a bunch of cool stuff for this. Since my wedding is on Halloween next year, I designed the planner using all my Halloween goodies I collected over the past few months. Back in September I bought a really awesome Halloween kit at &lt;a href="http://www.piecesoftimeonline.com/"&gt;Pieces of Time&lt;/a&gt; in Flemington, NJ. I bought a K&amp;Co. Halloween Stack at AC Moore. And the coolest item - &lt;a href="http://www.qbaroo.com/HamblyScreenPrints/largeImage.cfm?product=799&amp;categoryoid=6&amp;productoid=173"&gt;Hambly rub ons&lt;/a&gt; that &lt;a href="http://laurasrandom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laura&lt;/a&gt; bought me. Last night was the first time I used these and let me say L-O-V-E them!!! Wow these things work awesome. I used them alongside some other rub ons I had and what a difference!! It is almost impossible to tell the Hambly's were not print right onto the page. The others definitely paled in comparison to Hambly's. I promise to post pics of this project as soon as it is finished. &lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy Scrappy Weekend everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzSYsf6FAAI/AAAAAAAAATc/CVxH2-NoloQ/s1600-h/E%26S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzSYsf6FAAI/AAAAAAAAATc/CVxH2-NoloQ/s320/E%26S.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130893765728600066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-7524560064192610037?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/7524560064192610037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=7524560064192610037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7524560064192610037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7524560064192610037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/11/going-back-to-island.html' title='Going back to the island'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzSYsf6FAAI/AAAAAAAAATc/CVxH2-NoloQ/s72-c/E%26S.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-8153143912724430192</id><published>2007-11-07T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:24.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG it's an SB LO!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzHo7B9-l1I/AAAAAAAAATU/WS9aK5uNCjc/s1600-h/IMG_2656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzHo7B9-l1I/AAAAAAAAATU/WS9aK5uNCjc/s320/IMG_2656.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130137551390021458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I realized despite the title of my blog, I have not been holding true. So I pulled this layout out last night (that I started 2 months ago) and finished it up to post. It's not one of my more creative or artistic layouts. But I like it because it documents a funny part of life that Fred &amp; I share. &lt;br /&gt;I often enjoy scrpping about some specific part of my life, routine, etc. instead of the typical events. "Slap Cadillac" is this silly game we play when we are in the car together. It developed from "Punch Buggy". After the first time I "Punch Buggy-ed" Fred, he "Slap Cadillac-ed" me. I looked at him with total confusion and said "Did you just make that up?" He insisted this was a game he played in the car growing up. So of course my wheels started turning and I soon came up with "Cruiser Bruiser" as in PT Cruiser. I will admit this was not my first attempt. There were a few that didn't make the final cut. (i.e. Hug Me Honda, Nuggie Nissan - all difficult to do while driving). "Cruiser Bruiser" had a nice ring to it. It stuck. So now our car game consists of "Punch Buggy", "Slap Cadillac" &amp; "Cruiser Bruiser".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-8153143912724430192?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/8153143912724430192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=8153143912724430192&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/8153143912724430192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/8153143912724430192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/11/omg-its-sb-lo.html' title='OMG it&apos;s an SB LO!!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RzHo7B9-l1I/AAAAAAAAATU/WS9aK5uNCjc/s72-c/IMG_2656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-3296857289751346481</id><published>2007-11-04T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:26.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Give Thanks" Fall Mini Book @ Sparta Staionery</title><content type='html'>Join me at &lt;a href="http://www.ssplus1.com/"&gt;Sparta Stationery&lt;/a&gt; on Saturday, November 10 @ 10am for a Thanksgiving Mini Book. In this class we will be creating a 6X6 mini album showcasing all of the people and/or things you are thankful for. Or you can use this book on Thanksgiving to keep record of what your guests are thankful for. Pages will be set up to showcase a photo on the right and pocket with a tag to write your journaling on the left. You can hand out the tags and have each person write sometheing or keep them for yourself and do your own writing. We will use Frances Meyer paper and embellishments from EK Success.&lt;br /&gt;Call now to reserve your seat. 973-729-8787&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ry8l5R9-lrI/AAAAAAAAASM/eOq5RfOfAFI/s1600-h/IMG_2642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ry8l5R9-lrI/AAAAAAAAASM/eOq5RfOfAFI/s320/IMG_2642.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129360166604412594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ry8nZh9-lsI/AAAAAAAAASU/P25B9oB_rsY/s1600-h/IMG_2643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ry8nZh9-lsI/AAAAAAAAASU/P25B9oB_rsY/s320/IMG_2643.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129361820166821570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ry8oCR9-luI/AAAAAAAAASg/FtaBLABplME/s1600-h/IMG_2644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ry8wbx9-lyI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hlSRH7Da9oY/s320/IMG_2647.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129371754426177314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ry8wih9-lzI/AAAAAAAAATE/WSf5GTCYmZs/s1600-h/IMG_2648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ry8wih9-lzI/AAAAAAAAATE/WSf5GTCYmZs/s320/IMG_2648.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129371870390294322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ry8wph9-l0I/AAAAAAAAATM/Hciy_BzXRVY/s1600-h/IMG_2649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ry8wph9-l0I/AAAAAAAAATM/Hciy_BzXRVY/s320/IMG_2649.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129371990649378626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-3296857289751346481?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/3296857289751346481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=3296857289751346481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/3296857289751346481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/3296857289751346481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/11/give-thanks-fall-mini-book-sparta.html' title='&quot;Give Thanks&quot; Fall Mini Book @ Sparta Staionery'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ry8l5R9-lrI/AAAAAAAAASM/eOq5RfOfAFI/s72-c/IMG_2642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-890651744612668112</id><published>2007-11-01T07:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:28.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween on Spook Ridge - "Our -1 Year Wedding Anniversary"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rynn-B9-lgI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/lOBsMo3Py74/s1600-h/IMG_2613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rynn-B9-lgI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/lOBsMo3Py74/s320/IMG_2613.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127884703604315650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck &amp; Janet did it again!! Another awesome Halloween display. With some help from a few neighbors (Jack, Sally, the Mayor) they pulled it off. Again this year when I watched Chuck pulling gummy body parts out of a corpse, all I could think of was &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0089885/"&gt;Reanimator&lt;/a&gt;. (Thanks Billy for making me watch that {what seems like} a long time ago) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ryns9x9-lkI/AAAAAAAAARY/AbXd34FvfCw/s1600-h/IMG_2634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ryns9x9-lkI/AAAAAAAAARY/AbXd34FvfCw/s320/IMG_2634.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127890196867487298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't resist getting dressed up. After Tom showed up to work dressed as Willy Wonka, I was itching to get in costume. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RynnOx9-lfI/AAAAAAAAAQw/4xNcs8Pj1ng/s1600-h/103107_12081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RynnOx9-lfI/AAAAAAAAAQw/4xNcs8Pj1ng/s320/103107_12081.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127883891855496690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as soon as I got home I pulled out one of my old favorites. I was like a kid on Halloween!! Only I was an adult on Halloween, same difference when it comes to me! I was so excited, I went right into costume, forgetting I needed to clean up a little. So I did housework in my costume. This made me come to a realization - costumes at our wedding may not be a good idea. Moving around in them can be difficult and uncomfortable. But, I think Sally has helped us figure this one out. I'll get to that in a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RynoLh9-lhI/AAAAAAAAARA/aO8kjV18s4w/s1600-h/IMG_2611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RynoLh9-lhI/AAAAAAAAARA/aO8kjV18s4w/s320/IMG_2611.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127884935532549650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fred came home rather unsettled. Even though I had warned him previously with a phone call about the amount of kids in the hood, he still almost hit one. They were everywhere, and there are no street lights anywhere. A little girl ran right in front of his car. Although he was going slow, he still had to slam on the breaks so as not to hit her. Parents if you are reading this - please tell your kids it is very bad to do this. This parent did not. For some odd reason, she stood in the street smiling while Fred almost ran her kid over. So our Halloween started off a little crabby. &lt;br /&gt;After some dinner and a few trick or treaters, we headed across the street. We chatted with The Mayor (John, the postmaster) Jack (Chris from down the block) Sally (still not sure who she is), Dracula (Bob from across the street whose name is Brian apparently) and a few others. We told everyone about our engagement and that we were getting married on Halloween next year. I practiced a little and sat at the wedding table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ryno-B9-liI/AAAAAAAAARI/seUg11l3e6k/s1600-h/IMG_2617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ryno-B9-liI/AAAAAAAAARI/seUg11l3e6k/s320/IMG_2617.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127885803115943458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to hangout with two of my faves - Jack &amp; Sally. Sally was full of great ideas when she heard we were getting married on Halloween. I said I wanted them to come to our wedding so our guests could take pictures with them. Sally suggested instead of everyone coming in costume, we give them masks, like a masquerade. (If anyone has any thoughts or suggestions on this, please email me.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RynsvB9-ljI/AAAAAAAAARQ/pThUaV5WQHI/s1600-h/IMG_2635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RynsvB9-ljI/AAAAAAAAARQ/pThUaV5WQHI/s320/IMG_2635.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127889943464416818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RyntVR9-llI/AAAAAAAAARg/Q49sC4Aj-As/s1600-h/IMG_2616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RyntVR9-llI/AAAAAAAAARg/Q49sC4Aj-As/s320/IMG_2616.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127890600594413138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was another great Halloween spent with Fred in Montague. Although, I am sure nothing will compare to next Halloween! ; )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-890651744612668112?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/890651744612668112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=890651744612668112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/890651744612668112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/890651744612668112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/11/halloween-on-spook-ridge-our-1-year.html' title='Halloween on Spook Ridge - &quot;Our -1 Year Wedding Anniversary&quot;'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rynn-B9-lgI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/lOBsMo3Py74/s72-c/IMG_2613.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-7300755305827061289</id><published>2007-10-23T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:29.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...and finally a bride!!</title><content type='html'>IT HAPPENED! After I realized that Fred didn't actually fall, he was just on one knee, I apparntly said yes. Although, it was all such a blur, I don't quite remember. One minute I was gazing over the cliff looking at the river and the next I was engaged!!Needless to say these past few days have been so foggy. Fred &amp; I got engaged on Saturday. We headed to LI on Sunday and told my parents in person. That was awesome!! My mom was so excited and my dad gave Fred a big hug!! Unfortunately I spent Monday in between the bed &amp; bathroom. What a way to celebrate - with a stomach virus!! The one day I was actually anxious to get to work so I could hsare the news with my friends. But I am back today and ready to start planning a wedding!! But not without a few pictures first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering why he was pacing around...just minutes before he proposed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rx4HakAtXTI/AAAAAAAAAQY/qsqVNRU8P7Q/s1600-h/IMG_2554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rx4HakAtXTI/AAAAAAAAAQY/qsqVNRU8P7Q/s320/IMG_2554.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124541578918845746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right before he popped the question....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rx4Ha0AtXUI/AAAAAAAAAQg/tEXySk1KVeI/s1600-h/IMG_2561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rx4Ha0AtXUI/AAAAAAAAAQg/tEXySk1KVeI/s320/IMG_2561.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124541583213813058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and right after...a little shocked still!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rx4Hb0AtXVI/AAAAAAAAAQo/n51zh5aSlqE/s1600-h/IMG_2570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rx4Hb0AtXVI/AAAAAAAAAQo/n51zh5aSlqE/s320/IMG_2570.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124541600393682258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-7300755305827061289?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/7300755305827061289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=7300755305827061289&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7300755305827061289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7300755305827061289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-finally-bride.html' title='...and finally a bride!!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rx4HakAtXTI/AAAAAAAAAQY/qsqVNRU8P7Q/s72-c/IMG_2554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-7712846187483246433</id><published>2007-10-17T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:30.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once, Twice, Three times a bridemaid</title><content type='html'>My brother did it!! He got married this past Saturday!! It is still a little surreal to me. It was such a wonderful day! The weather was perfect! The bride &amp; groom were happy! Everyone had a great time! Jill did a wonderful job planning this day, I don't think she forgot a single detail. As I said in my speech, my family is lucky to have her. I can see how happy she makes my brother. They are a great couple. &lt;br /&gt;I can tell how good of a time I had by how many pictures I took. When I am having a blast, I ten to forget about my camera. Fred took most of the pics and total there were only about 30 - so you know I was having fun!!! Here are a few shots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rx4E3EAtXPI/AAAAAAAAAP4/hDcxD_dIEgU/s1600-h/IMG_2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rx4E3EAtXPI/AAAAAAAAAP4/hDcxD_dIEgU/s320/IMG_2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124538770010234098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rx4E3UAtXQI/AAAAAAAAAQA/awqQgBtxDhs/s1600-h/IMG_2532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rx4E3UAtXQI/AAAAAAAAAQA/awqQgBtxDhs/s320/IMG_2532.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124538774305201410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rx4E3kAtXRI/AAAAAAAAAQI/6XGNpHqoDOI/s1600-h/IMG_2537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rx4E3kAtXRI/AAAAAAAAAQI/6XGNpHqoDOI/s320/IMG_2537.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124538778600168722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rx4E30AtXSI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/WBTr5Y2MgLg/s1600-h/IMG_2541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rx4E30AtXSI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/WBTr5Y2MgLg/s320/IMG_2541.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124538782895136034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-7712846187483246433?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/7712846187483246433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=7712846187483246433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7712846187483246433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7712846187483246433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/10/once-twice-three-times-bridemaid.html' title='Once, Twice, Three times a bridemaid'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rx4E3EAtXPI/AAAAAAAAAP4/hDcxD_dIEgU/s72-c/IMG_2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-2831995919093094482</id><published>2007-10-08T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:30.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cows &amp; Pumpkins...what more could a girl ask for?</title><content type='html'>Friday night Fred &amp; I headed down to MD to visit with his sister &amp; her family. We had such an exciting weekend! Not only was it so fun to spend time with everyone but they had all sorts of fun things planned for us. Knowing about my obsession with cows, Fred's sister Kim found a creamery we could visit. There, we were able to watch the cows being milked and got to feed the calves. I think I might have enjoyed it more than the kids. Definitely more than Fred's brother in law Vince who grew up on a farm and did things like this on a daily basis! But for me, Vince was like Captain Kangaroo. He answered all my silly questions about cows &amp; farm life. It was so cool!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RwpuuS9sBKI/AAAAAAAAAPY/QIEH_n1tqwM/s1600-h/DSC_8718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RwpuuS9sBKI/AAAAAAAAAPY/QIEH_n1tqwM/s320/DSC_8718.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119025668103603362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop was at a pumpkin patch. A real one where the pumpkins were still on the vine! We took a tractor ride out to the field, picked our pumpkins then got a tractor ride back. It was so cool!! Fred was on a search for a white pumpkin but didn't find any he liked. Me, I'll stick with the orange ones!! After that we went out for dinner. I am still impressed by how good Fred's nieces were in the restaurant. You barely knew they were there!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rwputi9sBJI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/I1kUmXM0qa8/s1600-h/DSC_8784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rwputi9sBJI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/I1kUmXM0qa8/s320/DSC_8784.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119025655218701458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RwpuvS9sBLI/AAAAAAAAAPg/WJ-jOzf4jeE/s1600-h/IMG_2496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RwpuvS9sBLI/AAAAAAAAAPg/WJ-jOzf4jeE/s320/IMG_2496.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119025685283472562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning we got up and went to church and then out to breakfast. After that we packed up and headed home. It was such a great weekend and now that I think of it, the first time I had ever been to MD. What a great first impression...cows &amp; pumpkins that grow on vines!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-2831995919093094482?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/2831995919093094482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=2831995919093094482&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/2831995919093094482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/2831995919093094482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/10/cows-pumpkinswhat-more-could-girl-ask.html' title='Cows &amp; Pumpkins...what more could a girl ask for?'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RwpuuS9sBKI/AAAAAAAAAPY/QIEH_n1tqwM/s72-c/DSC_8718.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-1457821210371735282</id><published>2007-10-05T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:31.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Layouts @ Sparta Stationery on Oct. 27</title><content type='html'>Drum roll please....I am finally making my NJ teaching debut. Thanks to Denise at &lt;a href=http://www.ssplus1.com/&gt;Sparta Stationery&lt;/a&gt; for letting me join her team. And thanks to Genia &amp; Mindy for being just plain awesome. I will be teaching a "Halloween Layouts" class on October 27 @ 10am.  Details are below. The samples will be in the store. &lt;br /&gt;You can call the store to reserve your seat. 973-729-8787&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RwZRqS9sBII/AAAAAAAAAPI/AbQ16nVAp60/s1600-h/IMG_2421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RwZRqS9sBII/AAAAAAAAAPI/AbQ16nVAp60/s320/IMG_2421.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117867813640078466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rw4mNi9sBMI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ArvvEZr_TfU/s1600-h/CARVINGOUT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rw4mNi9sBMI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ArvvEZr_TfU/s320/CARVINGOUT.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120071840532530370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class Description:&lt;br /&gt;Get ready for Halloween with two un-BOO-lievable double page layouts.  We will be making a spooky Halloween layout and a layout about carving pumpkins.  It’s the perfect way to welcome in this SPOOK-tacular holiday! Cost $25. Please bring your own adhesive &amp; scissors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-1457821210371735282?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/1457821210371735282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=1457821210371735282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/1457821210371735282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/1457821210371735282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/10/halloween-layouts-sparta-stationery-on.html' title='Halloween Layouts @ &lt;a href=http://www.ssplus1.com/&gt;Sparta Stationery&lt;/a&gt; on Oct. 27'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RwZRqS9sBII/AAAAAAAAAPI/AbQ16nVAp60/s72-c/IMG_2421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-2404986406876481246</id><published>2007-09-28T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:32.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time, No Blog</title><content type='html'>Whew, this has been one heck of a week. Not only has work been crazy busy but every night of the week there was something going on. And the best was last night. Fred &amp; I went to see Genesis at Giant Stadium. We had a private suite with some people from my job. The show was awesome. Definitely one of the best live shows I have seen. (Besides DMB of course!) It was a very chill night and our first concert together. So, we were all sorts of psyched (how the heck do you spell that owrd??). I think I might even have a new idea for a wedding song...hmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news...Diane's Great Pumpkin class started on Wednesday. I had been waiting patiently for this since Halloween is my FAVORITE holiday!! Yet another kick ass concept from Diane. This woman totally rocks!!! Her imagination &amp; creativity always impress &amp; inspire me. I promise to post some pics when I finish. And here is a pic of Diane with Kathleen, another fabulous talented gal I adore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rv0sMS9sBEI/AAAAAAAAAOo/86NvCvdL0lQ/s1600-h/IMG_1902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rv0sMS9sBEI/AAAAAAAAAOo/86NvCvdL0lQ/s320/IMG_1902.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115293341523379266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some other news...I may be teaching a Halloween class. Possibly scrapbooking? Maybe card making? Stay tuned for more details. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally...the layouts I did at a crop 3 weeks ago and never posted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rv0sNy9sBFI/AAAAAAAAAOw/u7830cilev4/s1600-h/hazel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rv0sNy9sBFI/AAAAAAAAAOw/u7830cilev4/s320/hazel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115293367293183058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rv0sOC9sBGI/AAAAAAAAAO4/HqYdnlcznGg/s1600-h/11596-15266-TMOLogo_MG.eps"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rv0sOC9sBGI/AAAAAAAAAO4/HqYdnlcznGg/s320/11596-15266-TMOLogo_MG.eps" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115293371588150370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rv0sPC9sBHI/AAAAAAAAAPA/UymuWmqTQnI/s1600-h/HALLOWEEN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rv0sPC9sBHI/AAAAAAAAAPA/UymuWmqTQnI/s320/HALLOWEEN.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115293388768019570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-2404986406876481246?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/2404986406876481246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=2404986406876481246&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/2404986406876481246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/2404986406876481246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/09/long-time-no-blog.html' title='Long Time, No Blog'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rv0sMS9sBEI/AAAAAAAAAOo/86NvCvdL0lQ/s72-c/IMG_1902.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-1992766049777945010</id><published>2007-09-19T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:33.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Closer...Closer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RvFX7oL79KI/AAAAAAAAAOA/RVwu3Pf_7pU/s1600-h/IMG_2408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RvFX7oL79KI/AAAAAAAAAOA/RVwu3Pf_7pU/s320/IMG_2408.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111963733953606818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past two mornings have had me in Elmyra heaven!! Yesterday I noticed Merv staring hardcore out the window. When I looked there was a few deer outside. When I left for work, they were still out there. So, I ran in the house and got some goodies for them (leftover french bread and bagels I brought back from LI) They chomped that stuff down. Once they realized I had food, they kept coming closer and closer. So last night Fred brought home all the leftover bagels and muffins (I actually ate those) and croissants (um... we had those for dinner). So this morning I left for work with a bag of bagels under my arm. One deer ate 4 bagels!!! I stood there feeding her for a good 10 minutes. Then all of a sudden she just walked away. I guess she was full. Hopefully I will see her tomrrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just sharing this funny pic of Bailey &amp; my toe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RvFYOoL79LI/AAAAAAAAAOI/0baKC0bzYw8/s1600-h/IMG_2400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RvFYOoL79LI/AAAAAAAAAOI/0baKC0bzYw8/s320/IMG_2400.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111964060371121330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-1992766049777945010?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/1992766049777945010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=1992766049777945010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/1992766049777945010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/1992766049777945010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/09/closercloser.html' title='Closer...Closer...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RvFX7oL79KI/AAAAAAAAAOA/RVwu3Pf_7pU/s72-c/IMG_2408.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-6017586652519978151</id><published>2007-09-11T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:33.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Scrappy Good Weekend!!</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone, I know it's Tuesday and I am just blogging the weekend but oh well! I am a little late. And still not awake at this time. But let's see how it goes anyway...&lt;br /&gt;So Friday was mellow. Fred &amp; I hit the Chinese buffet in Sussex. It was all sorts of yum. Then we went home and I packed for the next day's crop at &lt;a href="http://www.creative-gatherings.com/"&gt;Creative Gatherings&lt;/a&gt;. Fred left for work Saturday morning around 5am so I was up and running by 8am. I was so excited for a day of cropping. Things were a little bumpy getting over there. There was some coffee spillage and sticky hands. But, I got there early and got a spot right in front so I didn't have far to lug my stuff in. I was so anxious I started working immediately on a Halloween layout. (I love Halloween!!) I spent 8 hours on the darn thing! But I love it. The rest of the day was sooo fun. I had awesome cropping buddies. And lots of laughs. I actually got 3 layouts done but haven't taken pictures. I promise I will share those this week. In the meantime here are a few I did about a month ago but don't think I ever shared. These were actually for a contest but I missed the deadline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ruauoorgj1I/AAAAAAAAANo/Xr_RQnymCIw/s1600-h/Madison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ruauoorgj1I/AAAAAAAAANo/Xr_RQnymCIw/s320/Madison.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108962840436313938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RuaupIrgj2I/AAAAAAAAANw/TWuxGBpoyEA/s1600-h/Merideth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RuaupIrgj2I/AAAAAAAAANw/TWuxGBpoyEA/s320/Merideth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108962849026248546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was another fantastic day. It was a Fred &amp; Gina day. We headed out about 10:30am. First we stopped at the &lt;a href="http://www.jeffersondiner.com/"&gt;Jefferson Diner&lt;/a&gt; for some seriously good food. We totally understand why they were voted "Morris County's #1 Diner" - 3 years in a row!! Can I just say YUM!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******BREAKING NEWS******BREAKING NEWS******BREAKING NEWS******&lt;br /&gt;THIS JUST IN: I just got an email from Laura stating that she might be moving to Franklin NJ. Since Fred &amp; I are thinking about moving to Vernon - THIS COULD MEAN I MIGHT HAVE A FRIEND THAT LIVES 15 MINUTES AWAY!!&lt;br /&gt;***WE WILL NOW RETURN TO OUR REGULARLY SCHEDULED BLOGGING***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we headed down to Flemington to visit &lt;a href="http://www.piecesoftimeonline.com/"&gt;Pieces Of Time&lt;/a&gt; scrapbook store. That was awesome. I got a Halloween kit with lots of cool stuff, some new papers and some other scrappy goodness. After that I just wanted to head back home and scrapbook. We were originally supposed to go to &lt;a href="http://www.northlandz.com/"&gt;Northlandz&lt;/a&gt;, but Fred asked if I minded a little drive, he had something else in mind. We headed over to New Hope, PA. Fred had mentioned before that he wanted to take me there. It was so nice!! A very cool artsy craftsy foodsy town, all the thngs I love!! We checked out some galleries, did a little shopping, ate some ice cream. (SHOCKER!) I live for days like these, just me &amp; Fred off out and about. We shut our cell phones off (except for 5 minutes when I HAD to send this picture to Laura) Hmmm...my cheekbones look good when I am sucking down ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rua4I4rgj3I/AAAAAAAAAN4/3dsN7y3dgss/s1600-h/090907_15211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rua4I4rgj3I/AAAAAAAAAN4/3dsN7y3dgss/s320/090907_15211.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108973290091745138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home we stopped at New Orleans Steak House for dinner. It was a nice winding down to our day. Like I said, I live for these days. I had the best of both worlds this weekend - a day of scrapping and a day of Fred!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-6017586652519978151?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/6017586652519978151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=6017586652519978151&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/6017586652519978151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/6017586652519978151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/09/scrappy-good-weekend.html' title='A Scrappy Good Weekend!!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ruauoorgj1I/AAAAAAAAANo/Xr_RQnymCIw/s72-c/Madison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-9126221239455315693</id><published>2007-09-04T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:34.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kickin' it old school....Lawn Guyland style!!!</title><content type='html'>I was back in the old hood this weekend kickin it with my old school homies! What a blast!! Sunday was Stacey &amp; Scott's wedding at the Crescent Beach Club in Bayville. It was magnificent!! The weather was perfect. The ceremony took place on the beach right at sunset. It was breathtaking!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rt26CIrgjxI/AAAAAAAAANI/dzNQXqHzSKA/s1600-h/03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rt26CIrgjxI/AAAAAAAAANI/dzNQXqHzSKA/s320/03.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106442098360487698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to see all my old buddies from my old job. It was awesome. I had that "at home" feeling I've not felt in awhile. I mean that feeling of being around old friends and people that are nice to you becuase they genuinely like &amp; respect you. I got to see my old bosses, my cookie, and everyone else that used to be part of my everyday life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rt29A4rgjyI/AAAAAAAAANQ/ByxTUuOnyrw/s1600-h/01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rt29A4rgjyI/AAAAAAAAANQ/ByxTUuOnyrw/s320/01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106445375420534562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rt29BYrgjzI/AAAAAAAAANY/bNAelJgoSNA/s1600-h/02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rt29BYrgjzI/AAAAAAAAANY/bNAelJgoSNA/s320/02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106445384010469170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit though, it was definitely bittersweet. I've learned  that looking back is not always the best thing, definitely not the most comfortable. I think Fred knew it was a diificult time for me. At one point in the evening he looked at me and said "There are a million jobs but only one me &amp; you." He's right. There is only one me &amp; Fred and that is something I cherish more than anything. So as awesome as it was to be "home" this weekend, my real home is with Fred, wherever we are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rt29J4rgj0I/AAAAAAAAANg/_q1qZ30CfRo/s1600-h/04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rt29J4rgj0I/AAAAAAAAANg/_q1qZ30CfRo/s320/04.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106445530039357250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-9126221239455315693?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/9126221239455315693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=9126221239455315693&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/9126221239455315693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/9126221239455315693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/09/kickin-it-old-schoollawn-guyland-style.html' title='Kickin&apos; it old school....Lawn Guyland style!!!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rt26CIrgjxI/AAAAAAAAANI/dzNQXqHzSKA/s72-c/03.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-713263479409690153</id><published>2007-08-29T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:34.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheers to you Ms. Lawn Guyland</title><content type='html'>So it figures I move all the way to &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?q=Montague,+NJ,+USA&amp;sa=X&amp;oi=map&amp;ct=title"&gt;bafongul NJ&lt;/a&gt; and become friends with an awesome girl - who lives on Long Island!! Irony, gets me every time!! Anyway, today I just want to shout out to &lt;a href="http://laurasrandom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laura&lt;/a&gt;. Not much more to say other than "Girl You Rock!!" She knows why and none of you need to know why. Just know that SHE ROCKS!! And she sent me this picture. Elmyra Hearts you girl!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RtW81YrgjwI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hb7tcp7v6RM/s1600-h/300px-Elmyra-Duff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RtW81YrgjwI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hb7tcp7v6RM/s320/300px-Elmyra-Duff.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104193378038353666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-713263479409690153?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/713263479409690153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=713263479409690153&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/713263479409690153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/713263479409690153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/08/cheers-to-you-ms-lawn-guyland.html' title='Cheers to you Ms. Lawn Guyland'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RtW81YrgjwI/AAAAAAAAANA/Hb7tcp7v6RM/s72-c/300px-Elmyra-Duff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-6133658353041511612</id><published>2007-08-20T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:35.340-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Space Farms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tigers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piggies'/><title type='text'>Lions &amp; Tigers &amp; Bears....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RsmnjorgjuI/AAAAAAAAAMw/WW04HDzdtSE/s1600-h/GFBear.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RsmnjorgjuI/AAAAAAAAAMw/WW04HDzdtSE/s320/GFBear.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100792283630964450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANIMALS!!! TONS OF THEM!!!! I FINALLY GOT TO TOUCH A BUCKS ANTLERS!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RsmnaYrgjtI/AAAAAAAAAMo/le7z2f82Fbo/s1600-h/Buck.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RsmnaYrgjtI/AAAAAAAAAMo/le7z2f82Fbo/s320/Buck.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100792124717174482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Elmyra, deep breath. Yesterday we went to &lt;a href="http://www.spacefarms.com/"&gt;Space Farms&lt;/a&gt;. Fred's friend Jamie was visiting from Ohio and brought his daughter. She is almost 6 but I think Fred &amp; I were bigger kids than her. I was not feeling well so I was a little off my game, but still had a blast squeezing my hands through the fence to touch the animals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite were definitely the little piglets. They were so cute!! ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rsmny4rgjvI/AAAAAAAAAM4/60HCA4NE5CU/s1600-h/Piggies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rsmny4rgjvI/AAAAAAAAAM4/60HCA4NE5CU/s320/Piggies.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100792545623969522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love animlas, sometimes I wish I lived on a farm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-6133658353041511612?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/6133658353041511612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=6133658353041511612&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/6133658353041511612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/6133658353041511612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/08/lions-tigers-bears.html' title='Lions &amp; Tigers &amp; Bears....'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RsmnjorgjuI/AAAAAAAAAMw/WW04HDzdtSE/s72-c/GFBear.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-2745450221825869634</id><published>2007-08-19T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:35.550-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sparta Stationary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pug'/><title type='text'>Puggy Love</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Fred &amp; I were out running errands and I of course NEEDED to stop by &lt;a href="http://www.ssplus1.com/"&gt;Sparta Stationary&lt;/a&gt; since we were in the area. So I walk in and see my buddy Genia and she points behind the counter. This is when it happened. I almost died!! There laying in a blanket was a little baby pug. I immediately put my arms out and Genia passed him to me. He was the cutest thing ever!!! Denise, the store owner just got this little cutie. His name is Jake and he is only 9 weeks old!! I could not put him down. He was the sweetest little thing. I have been wanting a pug for awhile now but since we already have 4 felines running around the house, I doubt it's in the near future. So I will just have to go visit Jake. What more could I ask for?? Awesome store &amp; a pug to play with, and great people too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RsmkiYrgjsI/AAAAAAAAAMg/U1ib9Ba6LmE/s1600-h/Pug.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RsmkiYrgjsI/AAAAAAAAAMg/U1ib9Ba6LmE/s320/Pug.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100788963621244610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-2745450221825869634?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/2745450221825869634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=2745450221825869634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/2745450221825869634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/2745450221825869634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/08/puggy-love.html' title='Puggy Love'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RsmkiYrgjsI/AAAAAAAAAMg/U1ib9Ba6LmE/s72-c/Pug.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-5353257316649886838</id><published>2007-08-09T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:36.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE ANIMALS!</title><content type='html'>This Saturday was such a good Fred &amp; Gina day!! We went out for one of our "drives" which always seem to turn into some sort of an adventure. The one rule: no specified destination. Sometimes there is a starting point, i.e. the diner, the barber shop. Both of those were actually Saturday's starting point. We went to Blairstown (where Fred used to live before moving to Montgaue). He got his hair cut then we went across the street to the diner. We stopped at the german deli for some beef jerky and then we were off...&lt;br /&gt;We made a few stops here and there, some local produce stands mainly. Then it happened... i saw a sign for home made ice cream!! But...the place had a petting zoo!!!! Of course me being the &lt;a href="http://www.fortunecity.com/westwood/wax/329/elmyra_duff_index.html"&gt;Elmyra&lt;/a&gt; that I am started panting at the thought of getting to play with animlas!! Of course Fred was more than happy to pullover exclaiming "OK, Elmyra calm down!!!" It was so cool. We got to feed the goats and pet them. I was just loving it!! Then we had some delicious homemade ice cream. I love days like these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy wa sso funny. He had a "goat" tee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RsBxGL5wTxI/AAAAAAAAAMA/nIzpe3Jokek/s1600-h/IMG_2247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RsBxGL5wTxI/AAAAAAAAAMA/nIzpe3Jokek/s320/IMG_2247.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098199129271586578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RsBxGr5wTyI/AAAAAAAAAMI/mMOqGi2LNIk/s1600-h/IMG_2250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RsBxGr5wTyI/AAAAAAAAAMI/mMOqGi2LNIk/s320/IMG_2250.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098199137861521186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RsBxHL5wTzI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/b9wjkiUgxrw/s1600-h/IMG_2252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RsBxHL5wTzI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/b9wjkiUgxrw/s320/IMG_2252.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098199146451455794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RsBxHb5wT0I/AAAAAAAAAMY/CdvYFc2a-rE/s1600-h/IMG_2261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RsBxHb5wT0I/AAAAAAAAAMY/CdvYFc2a-rE/s320/IMG_2261.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098199150746423106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him, he's so cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-5353257316649886838?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/5353257316649886838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=5353257316649886838&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/5353257316649886838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/5353257316649886838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-love-animals.html' title='I LOVE ANIMALS!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RsBxGL5wTxI/AAAAAAAAAMA/nIzpe3Jokek/s72-c/IMG_2247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-9190773469594318997</id><published>2007-08-01T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:37.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some layouts...</title><content type='html'>A few recent layouts I did....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used the new glitter pen on this. I love it!! It writes so smooth and I love the way it sparkles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RrCdxb5wTsI/AAAAAAAAALY/X5Nvl-2fXvU/s1600-h/MeAt29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RrCdxb5wTsI/AAAAAAAAALY/X5Nvl-2fXvU/s320/MeAt29.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093744651185180354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I learned to not get the heat gun too close to the photograph. Today is actually Erin's birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R2ASiqKTj5I/AAAAAAAAAaA/qPM9avEdifs/s1600-h/JM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R2ASiqKTj5I/AAAAAAAAAaA/qPM9avEdifs/s320/JM.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143131161099472786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-9190773469594318997?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/9190773469594318997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=9190773469594318997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/9190773469594318997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/9190773469594318997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-some-layouts.html' title='Just some layouts...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RrCdxb5wTsI/AAAAAAAAALY/X5Nvl-2fXvU/s72-c/MeAt29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-4786796718493650664</id><published>2007-07-30T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:37.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CKC &amp; The Crotchfelt B&amp;B</title><content type='html'>WOW!! What a whirlwind of a weekend!!! I don't even know where to begin...I guess at the begining. I left work Friday night and picked up Beth on my way home. Got to my house, Fred was all in a tizzy becuase the air conditioner fell and there was water leaking from the bedroom above the kitchen. "It's only water baby!!" Oh did I mention that the ac was resting on a little crappy table shoved in the doorway becuase we have no windows up there that an ac would fit in. So yes, it's our ghetto fabulous air conditioning system. Love it!! &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we finally left and I spent the first hour suffering from a migraine as we drove through a ridiculous rain storm. This trip was not starting off too good. We made it though and arrived safely at Fred's parents house a little after midnight. We snuck in to find our beds made, towels out and even presents on the bed from Fred &amp; Annette's last trip. I hereby renamed their house "The Crotchfelt B&amp;B". No accomodations could be sweeter than this! &lt;br /&gt;We crashed immediately. I barely remember changing my clothes, I was so tired. The next morning we were up bright &amp; early. Fred's dad gave us directions although we missed something in the translation and ended up getting lost. Either way we made it there just in time for me to meet &lt;a href="http://www.scrapbookevents.com/celebrities/?idx=2/"&gt;Stacey Croninger&lt;/a&gt;!! I was so excited! She was so cool and what a great way to start off the day!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RrCVx75wTqI/AAAAAAAAALI/AWOZS2gVFss/s1600-h/IMG_2234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RrCVx75wTqI/AAAAAAAAALI/AWOZS2gVFss/s320/IMG_2234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093735863682092706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we took our &lt;a href="http://www.rustypickle.com/"&gt;Rusty Pickle&lt;/a&gt; class. It was not as good as I had hoped and Beth had a little freak out moment when she thought she lost her ticket to the crop. Somehow it ended up in my bag?!?! But Beth won a Rusty Pickle door prize which was pretty cool and we did pick up a few neat techniques. &lt;br /&gt;On our way out of class I bumped into my friend &lt;a href="http://jenstarrdesigns.com/"&gt;Jen&lt;/a&gt;. At first I thought it was a Jen look alike becuase I had forgotten that she died her hair blonde. She looked so cute!! We hungout and chatted for a bit. After that we hit the vendor fair for some SHOPPING!!! I got some really cool stuff. I bought mostly paper (becuase you know of course I don't have nearly enough at home!) And a few odds &amp; ends. After the Expo we went to the mall and had dinner at Bennigan's ad then back to the convention center for the crop. I have to be honest in saying the crop was pretty dissapointing. There were no garbage bags on the table, the goody bag was just a copy of a magazine and it was quite a fiasco just to get a drink. Although I did get to meet Nori from my &lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/NJscrappers/"&gt;NJScrappers yahoo group&lt;/a&gt; which was very cool. I would have never known it was her if she hadn't won a prize!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I did complete one layout using some of my new stuff. I used some new Sceninc Route Paper, gem brads from Eyelet Outlet and finally used my Making Memories kraft paper that I had searched all over for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RrCbNr5wTrI/AAAAAAAAALQ/urim0JAihzA/s1600-h/WhenISeeYouSmile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RrCbNr5wTrI/AAAAAAAAALQ/urim0JAihzA/s320/WhenISeeYouSmile.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093741837981601458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the weekend was great. Fred waited up for us Satruday night. The Crotchfelt B&amp;B was actually only 20 minutes from the convention center (since we did not get lost on the way home) Sunday morning we went to church and then Fred's parents took us out to breakfast. We hung out at the house for a bit then headed home. (Not without a stop at Rita's of course!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-4786796718493650664?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/4786796718493650664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=4786796718493650664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4786796718493650664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4786796718493650664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/07/ckc-crotchfelt-b.html' title='CKC &amp; The Crotchfelt B&amp;B'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RrCVx75wTqI/AAAAAAAAALI/AWOZS2gVFss/s72-c/IMG_2234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-1259257329926014233</id><published>2007-07-23T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:38.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Weekend</title><content type='html'>Whew what a whirlwind weekend!!! I was on Long Island by 2pm Thursday afternoon and started running as soon as I stepped foot in my parents house...doctor's appointment, manicure, pedicure, dress fitting, dinner with parents, drugstore (oops forgot a wedding card - Thank God for 24 hour Walgreen's!)&lt;br /&gt;Friday was pretty much the same. I was up at 8:30 am with anxiety!! I was claiming that I will never get married because here I was all nervous and it was not even my wedding day. Although once I went around the corner to my cousins house, all was good. My uncle &amp; aunts were in from Florida. Everyone was hanging out in their pj's having coffee &amp; bagels. Ahhhh...nothing beats an &lt;a href="http://www.aandsbagels.com/"&gt;A&amp;S bagel&lt;/a&gt; !! At 12pm I was off to get my hair done which didn't happen until 1pm. Then at Michelle's by 3 to find Ms. Bride To Be cool as a cucumber! There she was hanging out in her froggy boxers and her dad's shirt like this was nothing at all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RqUMNb5wToI/AAAAAAAAAK4/3IQicIRA3J4/s1600-h/IMG_2227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RqUMNb5wToI/AAAAAAAAAK4/3IQicIRA3J4/s320/IMG_2227.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090488378780044930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, I definitely admire her cool, calm and collected style!!! It definitely made me calm down and the rest of the night was just a whole lotta fun!!! I saw tons of family I haven't seen in awhile, ate great food, had my very first slow dance with Fred. It was such a great time!! I can't wait til I get married!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RqUMtr5wTpI/AAAAAAAAALA/__QndUVGfZI/s1600-h/IMG_2231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RqUMtr5wTpI/AAAAAAAAALA/__QndUVGfZI/s320/IMG_2231.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090488932830826130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-1259257329926014233?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/1259257329926014233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=1259257329926014233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/1259257329926014233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/1259257329926014233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/07/wedding-weekend.html' title='Wedding Weekend'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RqUMNb5wToI/AAAAAAAAAK4/3IQicIRA3J4/s72-c/IMG_2227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-6892551630206794063</id><published>2007-07-19T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T07:36:10.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goin' back to the island...</title><content type='html'>I am on way at noon today. I am leaving work early to go to Long Island. Michelle's wedding is tomorrow. The next 3 days are going to be an exciting whirlwind. Have to pick the dress up today, get my nails done. Tomorrow have to get hair done and then be dressed and ready at Mish's house at 3pm. Wedding ceremony is at 5:30 and reception at 8:30. Then on Saturday an after party BBQ at the newlyweds house. I can't wait!! This weekend is going to be a blast!! Until Sunday, then we have to clean the house becuase the realtor is coming on Tuesday!!! Soon we will be saying Bye Bye to the tree house!! I'm sure I will have plenty of pictures to post on Monday (and scrapbook!). Have a fantastic weekend!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-6892551630206794063?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/6892551630206794063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=6892551630206794063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/6892551630206794063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/6892551630206794063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/07/goin-back-to-island.html' title='Goin&apos; back to the island...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-4831743702042368150</id><published>2007-07-16T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:39.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Time</title><content type='html'>This weekend was a great time! Fred &amp; I went to Long Island for Michelle's rehearsal dinner. (I can't believe my little cousin is getting married in 4 days!!!) We arrived at mom's on Saturday and she had lunch ready for us. Then we went over for my fitting and the bride to be showed up. She had to pick something up from the seamstress that is altering all our dresses. After that we went back to my mom's to get ready. I was excited. I had found a really cute dress only a few days before when I was looking for shoes. Dresses never fit me right so I was looking forward to getting dressed up. In the true essence of my bargain hunter mom, I got my dress for $21, my shoes for $11 and jewelery for $9. &lt;br /&gt;So we met at the church and I was relieved to find out I would be walking down the aisle with my couisn Joey. Damn he makes me laugh!! After the church we went over to a restaurant and ate our faces off. Oh the food was so good, even Chef Fred said it was great!!! It was like an all night eating event. &lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning we made breakfast with mom (dad was away all weekend) and then headed home. Here are a few pictures from the rehearsal dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RpvbWbS3_UI/AAAAAAAAAKo/2CTunMn7MmM/s1600-h/IMG_2223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RpvbWbS3_UI/AAAAAAAAAKo/2CTunMn7MmM/s320/IMG_2223.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087901382375636290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RpvbW7S3_VI/AAAAAAAAAKw/5XXnbcUEJIk/s1600-h/IMG_2224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RpvbW7S3_VI/AAAAAAAAAKw/5XXnbcUEJIk/s320/IMG_2224.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087901390965570898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-4831743702042368150?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/4831743702042368150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=4831743702042368150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4831743702042368150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4831743702042368150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/07/family-time.html' title='Family Time'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RpvbWbS3_UI/AAAAAAAAAKo/2CTunMn7MmM/s72-c/IMG_2223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-4693717124328423600</id><published>2007-07-09T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:39.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Wild New Jersey...</title><content type='html'>It all started Friday night, I was walking past the door and noticed a big furry creature on the deck. I said "Ohh Fred there's a racoo..uh..2 racoo..no 3..4..holy crap there are 6!!! A mama and 5 babies were scurrying around looking for some eats. Of course I run for the camera and Fred grabs .... a sponge mop!!! Why?? Becuase the damn things were climbing up the side of the house!! After he finally shewed them all off I got to snapping some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RpK87UXOvkI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/gp5QQyQr86c/s1600-h/IMG_2186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RpK87UXOvkI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/gp5QQyQr86c/s320/IMG_2186.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085334656519159362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - we are driving around the hood. Out comes Bambi! Once again..."Fred, stop the car, I need to take a picture!". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RpK88kXOvlI/AAAAAAAAAKY/mwPtBDl7f30/s1600-h/IMG_2211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RpK88kXOvlI/AAAAAAAAAKY/mwPtBDl7f30/s320/IMG_2211.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085334677993995858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way to work this morning - mama and baby trotting across the road. Once again, stop the car, grab the camera. Just as I snap they turn and walk away. I know by the end of the summer I will get my shot! For now I will settle for deer buts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RpK89kXOvmI/AAAAAAAAAKg/AYW12NnOlkk/s1600-h/IMG_2214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RpK89kXOvmI/AAAAAAAAAKg/AYW12NnOlkk/s320/IMG_2214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085334695173865058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-4693717124328423600?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/4693717124328423600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=4693717124328423600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4693717124328423600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4693717124328423600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/07/wild-wild-new-jersey.html' title='Wild Wild New Jersey...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RpK87UXOvkI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/gp5QQyQr86c/s72-c/IMG_2186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-705980797152704066</id><published>2007-07-05T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:40.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>July 4th in Limerick, PA!</title><content type='html'>Once again Fred (or Freddie as he is known around those parts) and I headed to his friend's Mike &amp; Nancy for their annual July 4th celebration. We arrived about 11pm Tuesday night to find that Mike had already started celebrating. (By "celebrating" I mean consuming large quantities of alcohol - but it's cool, he's over 21!) Mike's son Nick was nice enough to give up his bed for us. Although, I don't think he had much of a choice. &lt;br /&gt;We were up pretty early the next morning. We got to the deli around 10am. Mike is a partner in Sonny's Deli. Every year for the fourth they throw a huge bash in the parking lot. Fred and I went last year and had just as much fun this year, although this year I knew everyone! &lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately though it rained and we missed the fireworks. But we still had a great time and it was so nice to spend yet another holiday with my baby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ro1U2UXOvjI/AAAAAAAAAKI/C7brEDzhYuM/s1600-h/Mike%26Fred.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ro1U2UXOvjI/AAAAAAAAAKI/C7brEDzhYuM/s320/Mike%26Fred.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083812846526971442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-705980797152704066?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/705980797152704066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=705980797152704066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/705980797152704066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/705980797152704066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/07/july-4th-in-limerick-pa.html' title='July 4th in Limerick, PA!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ro1U2UXOvjI/AAAAAAAAAKI/C7brEDzhYuM/s72-c/Mike%26Fred.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-7829056379381449778</id><published>2007-07-03T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:42.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a long long time</title><content type='html'>I know it has been forever since I blogged. Don't know why, I guess not much excitement over here. Hmm...let me think back. What has happened since I last blogged. Well on June 16 we had my future sister in law's bridal shower. It went off without a hitch. Thanks to Jill's friend Dawn, Jill was even surprised. It was a really nice day and I was excited to see all my cousins...in NJ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bride cuts the cake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RopkdkXOvYI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A_FlktRkZZ4/s1600-h/47b7d805b3127cce98548a68648400000027100AcN3Lly2ZsmJA-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RopkdkXOvYI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A_FlktRkZZ4/s320/47b7d805b3127cce98548a68648400000027100AcN3Lly2ZsmJA-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082985588581121410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and her girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ropkd0XOvZI/AAAAAAAAAI4/1bnxqiCVgUY/s1600-h/47b7d805b3127cce98548a7c649000000027100AcN3Lly2ZsmJA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ropkd0XOvZI/AAAAAAAAAI4/1bnxqiCVgUY/s320/47b7d805b3127cce98548a7c649000000027100AcN3Lly2ZsmJA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082985592876088722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bridal party...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ropkd0XOvaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/UguboETUMBs/s1600-h/47b7d805b3127cce98548a51e58d00000027100AcN3Lly2ZsmJA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ropkd0XOvaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/UguboETUMBs/s320/47b7d805b3127cce98548a51e58d00000027100AcN3Lly2ZsmJA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082985592876088738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Father's Day we went to Long Island for a BBQ at my parents house. Fred's parents met us there which was so cool!!! I was greatful they made the trip. I know they sat in tons of traffice but it meant everything to me to have them there. They fit right in of course, everyone in my family loved them. I am so happy to have found someone from a similar family structure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend after that we were back on Long Island. We went Friday after work. Friday night we went to Bill's bar and Fred finally got to meet &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=967197"&gt;Bill&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=58826408"&gt;Brian&lt;/a&gt;. I couldn't believe how excited &amp; surprised Bill was to see me. It was so awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;And of course we got to hangout with my beloved Cookie. This is a pic of me &amp; her from my going away party back in November. I &lt;3 her very much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ropmm0XOvbI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3vyUJRn8g5g/s1600-h/IMG_1389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ropmm0XOvbI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3vyUJRn8g5g/s320/IMG_1389.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082987946518166962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the weekend we spent with my parents and then on sunday had Rosie's graduation party. This is Rosie &amp; my mom when we went took her and my other little cousin Jen to see Mary Poppins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RopnG0XOvcI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/zPniZTz1fE4/s1600-h/IMG_1617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RopnG0XOvcI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/zPniZTz1fE4/s320/IMG_1617.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082988496273980866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend was a bit of a lazy one. I was supposed to go to Atlantic City for my cousin Michelle's bachelorette party but every possible way I had arranged to get there fell through. Which was also totally lame becuase I missed Cristina's shower too. I had actually been looking forward to both those things and went to neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mish is the one in the middle in the black shirt...(Jason on the left, Nikki &amp; Rosie on the right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RopoaEXOvdI/AAAAAAAAAJY/iR5W3gFQn9Q/s1600-h/IMG_1562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RopoaEXOvdI/AAAAAAAAAJY/iR5W3gFQn9Q/s320/IMG_1562.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082989926498090450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a pic Cris sent me from her shower...she is so cute &amp; pregnant!! I miss her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ropom0XOveI/AAAAAAAAAJg/302YxxVlymM/s1600-h/Christina%27sBabyShower032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Ropom0XOveI/AAAAAAAAAJg/302YxxVlymM/s320/Christina%27sBabyShower032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082990145541422562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our weekend was pretty much spent bumming around. When I got home on Friday this was waiting for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RopozkXOvfI/AAAAAAAAAJo/yuin3_eJzEE/s1600-h/IMG_2151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RopozkXOvfI/AAAAAAAAAJo/yuin3_eJzEE/s320/IMG_2151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082990364584754674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love that! Saturday we went Straberry picking which was so cool! Who knew they grew on little plants in the ground? Umm..yeah I knew that! We spent some QT with all our kids. Fred get's very excited when he gets attention from the cats, hence this kool-aid grin becuase 2 out of the four where chillin with him at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RoppWkXOvgI/AAAAAAAAAJw/hufytX_SdXY/s1600-h/IMG_2164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RoppWkXOvgI/AAAAAAAAAJw/hufytX_SdXY/s320/IMG_2164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082990965880176130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fred pulled out the treats and they all came running...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RoptpEXOviI/AAAAAAAAAKA/yc1NqJmLMfc/s1600-h/IMG_2175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RoptpEXOviI/AAAAAAAAAKA/yc1NqJmLMfc/s320/IMG_2175.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082995681754267170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except Bailey...he sat by the door watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RoptokXOvhI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/j49rM2nvdVA/s1600-h/IMG_2176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RoptokXOvhI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/j49rM2nvdVA/s320/IMG_2176.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082995673164332562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all things have been pretty quiet. I did finish up a layout on Saturday night. I haven't snapped it yet but promise to post that later in the week. Hope everyone has a Happy 4th!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-7829056379381449778?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/7829056379381449778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=7829056379381449778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7829056379381449778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7829056379381449778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-been-long-long-time.html' title='It&apos;s been a long long time'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RopkdkXOvYI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A_FlktRkZZ4/s72-c/47b7d805b3127cce98548a68648400000027100AcN3Lly2ZsmJA-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-6154976551463597135</id><published>2007-06-11T14:37:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:42.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Scrappy Sunday</title><content type='html'>I was so psyched when Theresa invited me to crop at &lt;a href="http://www.riversidescrapbook.com"&gt;Riverside Scrapbook&lt;/a&gt; on Sunday. A nice little crop, 10am - 6pm. It was perfect. I got to hangout with &lt;a href="http://ellenheaneyenterprises.com/"&gt;Ellen&lt;/a&gt;, who is awesome and met some really cool new ladies!! I actually got 2 complete layouts done and started on a third. Ann (the owner of Riverside) calls it a "no frills" crop. It was only $8, she has cans of soda &amp; bottled water you can buy there for 50¢ (can't beat that with a stick!) She even brought us some goodies in the afternoon. It was a great time, I am definitely looking forward to the next one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rm3ConTr9tI/AAAAAAAAAIg/6-GcG6Rjvps/s1600-h/OyrHomeLO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rm3ConTr9tI/AAAAAAAAAIg/6-GcG6Rjvps/s320/OyrHomeLO.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074926358118528722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rm3CpHTr9uI/AAAAAAAAAIo/0wFPaHMBdyU/s1600-h/SleepKittyLO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rm3CpHTr9uI/AAAAAAAAAIo/0wFPaHMBdyU/s320/SleepKittyLO.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074926366708463330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-6154976551463597135?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/6154976551463597135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=6154976551463597135&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/6154976551463597135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/6154976551463597135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/06/very-scrappy-sunday.html' title='A Very Scrappy Sunday'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rm3ConTr9tI/AAAAAAAAAIg/6-GcG6Rjvps/s72-c/OyrHomeLO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-4056867299596363907</id><published>2007-06-09T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:42.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And then there were four...</title><content type='html'>When Fred &amp; I heard &lt;a href="http://rfom.org/"&gt;Room For One More animal shelter&lt;/a&gt; was closing, we knew what we had to do. We went over there with full intentions of adding a new cat to our family. It was such a fun day! I even bumped into a fellow scrapbooker from my yahoo group, &lt;a href="http://www.jenstarrdesigns.com/"&gt;Jen Starr&lt;/a&gt; who adopted a kitty as well. She ended up with a sweetie named Mellie, although she changed it to Chloe. Definitely can't blame her for that one. (Hence: Smelly Cat...Smelly Cat...Pheobe from Friends) She was very cool and her kids were the cutest!!  Anyway, Fred &amp; I ended up with a calico cutie we named Hazel. I kinda knew she was going to end up with a food related name if Fred had anything to do with it. And of course...Hazlenut...Hazel. And so she is our new calico cat named Hazel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rm2_AnTr9sI/AAAAAAAAAIY/AtbSxyPpfcs/s1600-h/Hazel02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rm2_AnTr9sI/AAAAAAAAAIY/AtbSxyPpfcs/s320/Hazel02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074922372388878018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far she seems to be doing fine. She came in, got acquainted with everyone, checked out the diggs. The other kitties are adjusting. Now we have a big happy meowy family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-4056867299596363907?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/4056867299596363907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=4056867299596363907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4056867299596363907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4056867299596363907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-then-there-were-four.html' title='And then there were four...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rm2_AnTr9sI/AAAAAAAAAIY/AtbSxyPpfcs/s72-c/Hazel02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-7936087630879017099</id><published>2007-06-06T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:43.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Scrappy Reading...</title><content type='html'>I have been reading a lot at night lately. I don't really have enough time to come home at night and scrapbook. I get home around 6:30 - 7:00. We usually finish dinner by 8:30 or so. Since Fred started this new job, we have been going to bed around 10-10:30 (which is working out much better for me - no dosing off on my way to work). So anyway, since I get bored very easily in front of the television, I have been doing some reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/isbnInquiry.asp?z=y&amp;EAN=9780425190746&amp;itm=1"&gt;This Book&lt;/a&gt; was awesome. I read it in 3 days. Not only was it a good murder mystery, but it spoke my language - scrapbooking! The book centers around a character named Carmela Bertrand. (which is cool becuase that's my mom's name!) Carmela is a scrapbook store owner in New Orleans. She somehow gets mixed up in a murder during Mardi Gras. Good book. Highly recommend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RmgvYXTr9rI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/1V3AG1cm0S0/s1600-h/7214060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RmgvYXTr9rI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/1V3AG1cm0S0/s320/7214060.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073357075852818098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/isbnInquiry.asp?z=y&amp;EAN=9781401302160&amp;itm=1"&gt;Another great book!&lt;/a&gt;. This Book is written essay style. The author is hysterical. She talks about the trials, tribulations and outright insanity of being a scrapbooker. I pick this one up in between doing things and read a few pages and always seem to laugh out loud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rmgu73Tr9qI/AAAAAAAAAII/8F2--p1AwKQ/s1600-h/9422259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rmgu73Tr9qI/AAAAAAAAAII/8F2--p1AwKQ/s320/9422259.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073356586226546338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-7936087630879017099?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/7936087630879017099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=7936087630879017099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7936087630879017099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7936087630879017099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/06/some-scrappy-reading.html' title='Some Scrappy Reading...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RmgvYXTr9rI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/1V3AG1cm0S0/s72-c/7214060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-4296835031023602005</id><published>2007-06-01T10:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:43.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bailey, Merv &amp; Sleepy...</title><content type='html'>My parents are coming to visit this weekend!!! Yay!!! I miss them a lot! This is what happened the last time they came to visit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RmBZjc-gMOI/AAAAAAAAAH4/y44GqScb84g/s1600-h/IMG_1886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RmBZjc-gMOI/AAAAAAAAAH4/y44GqScb84g/s320/IMG_1886.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071151646027821282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-4296835031023602005?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/4296835031023602005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=4296835031023602005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4296835031023602005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4296835031023602005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/06/bailey-merv-sleepy.html' title='Bailey, Merv &amp; Sleepy...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RmBZjc-gMOI/AAAAAAAAAH4/y44GqScb84g/s72-c/IMG_1886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-2289099929563880705</id><published>2007-05-30T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:44.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Biggest (TREE) Book</title><content type='html'>I have been working on this book since January. I finally decided to post a few pics. I have to admit, I am really happy with the way it turned out. I took so many pictures when Fred &amp; I went to get our first tree that I decided to make them into a mini book. It was exciting for me since it was the first time I ever got a real tree. This book turned out rather bulky but I crammed lots of stuff in there. I used a chipboard book from &lt;a href="http://zsiage.com/"&gt;Zsiage&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;These are fabulous. Maybe next year I wont take so many pictures or I will just get a bigger book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rl26rM-gMII/AAAAAAAAAHI/rBHNWjHQOfk/s1600-h/Tree01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rl26rM-gMII/AAAAAAAAAHI/rBHNWjHQOfk/s320/Tree01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070414006869569666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rl26rc-gMJI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ChF1RhfSXCo/s1600-h/Tree02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rl26rc-gMJI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ChF1RhfSXCo/s320/Tree02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070414011164536978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rl26r8-gMKI/AAAAAAAAAHY/R_33z-c5ook/s1600-h/Tree03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rl26r8-gMKI/AAAAAAAAAHY/R_33z-c5ook/s320/Tree03.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070414019754471586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rl26sM-gMLI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ZgGMtIdIoJg/s1600-h/Tree04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rl26sM-gMLI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ZgGMtIdIoJg/s320/Tree04.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070414024049438898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rl26ss-gMMI/AAAAAAAAAHo/xn8Ixb3SiN8/s1600-h/Tree06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rl26ss-gMMI/AAAAAAAAAHo/xn8Ixb3SiN8/s320/Tree06.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070414032639373506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rl260M-gMNI/AAAAAAAAAHw/9q4bkIzjbyo/s1600-h/Tree07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rl260M-gMNI/AAAAAAAAAHw/9q4bkIzjbyo/s320/Tree07.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070414161488392402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-2289099929563880705?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/2289099929563880705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=2289099929563880705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/2289099929563880705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/2289099929563880705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/05/biggest-tree-book.html' title='The Biggest (TREE) Book'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rl26rM-gMII/AAAAAAAAAHI/rBHNWjHQOfk/s72-c/Tree01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-4697821416114537895</id><published>2007-05-27T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:45.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially Official</title><content type='html'>I am officially a NJ state resident. I went yesterday morning and got my driver's license. The saddest part...I had to surrender my NY license! I was hoping to keep it so I could go back and visit the Long Island beaches without paying! Oh well!! The nice thing though...the ladies sitting there waiting to help you! You know you are in the country when you are greeted with a smile at the DMV!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rl23wc-gMHI/AAAAAAAAAHA/jJjLs5JNIPE/s1600-h/IMG_2070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rl23wc-gMHI/AAAAAAAAAHA/jJjLs5JNIPE/s320/IMG_2070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070410798528999538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-4697821416114537895?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/4697821416114537895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=4697821416114537895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4697821416114537895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4697821416114537895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/05/officially-official.html' title='Officially Official'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rl23wc-gMHI/AAAAAAAAAHA/jJjLs5JNIPE/s72-c/IMG_2070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-8743530439240903418</id><published>2007-05-26T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:45.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Morning Visitors</title><content type='html'>I woke up ridiculously early for a Saturday. I had to get to the DMV so I could finally get my NJ driver's license. I was in my towel walking into the bathroom and thought I saw a flurry of white outside. I quick put my contacts in and ran to the door. Sho'nuff there were deer!!! I got so excited, I ran and grabbed a loaf of bread and headed outside. At first they were afraid of me but then when I started tossing them food they were like "Ahhh yeeeaahhhh, it's all good, she is feeding us!" So there I was at 7am Saturday morning out on my deck in my blue bath towel feeding dear and of course...snapping pictures....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rl2lrM-gMEI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KJ5j4kjH5kE/s1600-h/IMG_2061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rl2lrM-gMEI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KJ5j4kjH5kE/s320/IMG_2061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070390917125386306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rl2lsM-gMFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/dqR6Cv62uEk/s1600-h/IMG_2063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rl2lsM-gMFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/dqR6Cv62uEk/s320/IMG_2063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070390934305255506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rl2luc-gMGI/AAAAAAAAAG4/uyfdup0mgaQ/s1600-h/IMG_2064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rl2luc-gMGI/AAAAAAAAAG4/uyfdup0mgaQ/s320/IMG_2064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070390972959961186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-8743530439240903418?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/8743530439240903418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=8743530439240903418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/8743530439240903418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/8743530439240903418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/05/early-morning-visitors.html' title='Early Morning Visitors'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rl2lrM-gMEI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KJ5j4kjH5kE/s72-c/IMG_2061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-3654838307810620980</id><published>2007-05-24T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:47.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some random layouts...</title><content type='html'>I was going through some scrapbook albums last night and figured I'd post some layouts. I really like "A Whole New World". I had taken those pictures when I first moved to NJ and was driving around exploring the area. I scrapped the page on National Scrapbook Day. Beth had spent the night and we cropped all night long and the entire next day. The layout was finished but just needed something. Beth was looking through a box of scraps and found that mesh paper. It was exactly what I needed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RlXo2c-gL-I/AAAAAAAAAF4/cuCIQZz4OB0/s1600-h/IMG_1994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RlXo2c-gL-I/AAAAAAAAAF4/cuCIQZz4OB0/s320/IMG_1994.JPG" border="0" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RlXo3s-gMBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6aSRJwMX8h8/s1600-h/IMG_2020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RlXo3s-gMBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6aSRJwMX8h8/s320/IMG_2020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068212999339126802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RlXo4M-gMCI/AAAAAAAAAGY/on7CkmJmAJI/s1600-h/IMG_2025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RlXo4M-gMCI/AAAAAAAAAGY/on7CkmJmAJI/s320/IMG_2025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068213007929061410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RlXpKM-gMDI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UB6fJmsY7Qg/s1600-h/IMG_2032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RlXpKM-gMDI/AAAAAAAAAGg/UB6fJmsY7Qg/s320/IMG_2032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068213317166706738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R2ASJqKTj3I/AAAAAAAAAZw/X8rGKJE8Cmk/s1600-h/DrewAuntieG.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R2ASJqKTj3I/AAAAAAAAAZw/X8rGKJE8Cmk/s320/DrewAuntieG.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143130731602743154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R2ASKKKTj4I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/T2nI8LxrsT8/s1600-h/MotherSay.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/R2ASKKKTj4I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/T2nI8LxrsT8/s320/MotherSay.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143130740192677762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-3654838307810620980?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/3654838307810620980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=3654838307810620980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/3654838307810620980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/3654838307810620980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/05/some-random-layouts.html' title='Some random layouts...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RlXo2c-gL-I/AAAAAAAAAF4/cuCIQZz4OB0/s72-c/IMG_1994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-5908831268179868120</id><published>2007-05-23T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:47.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He loves me...</title><content type='html'>...and I love him more than anything!! He started his new job on Monday. He is so happy and I am so happy for him. It is wonderful that he is home when I get home from work and we can have dinner together and now our weekends will be free!! Sorry to gush, I just love him so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RlXklc-gL9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/5G92k7D74DE/s1600-h/Fred.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RlXklc-gL9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/5G92k7D74DE/s320/Fred.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068208287760003026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-5908831268179868120?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/5908831268179868120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=5908831268179868120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/5908831268179868120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/5908831268179868120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/05/he-loves-me.html' title='He loves me...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RlXklc-gL9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/5G92k7D74DE/s72-c/Fred.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-1423356326330567905</id><published>2007-05-22T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:47.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fun</title><content type='html'>Fred &amp; I spent this weekend at his parents house in Pensylvannia. His sister was there with her two little daughters. They are the cutest! I had such a great time with them. And of course, Fred loves being their "Uncle Fwed". I am so lucky to have found a man whose family I adore as much as my own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Fred with his nieces Merideth &amp; Madison...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RlXaZM-gL7I/AAAAAAAAAFg/Lq450V6UfHk/s1600-h/FredGirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RlXaZM-gL7I/AAAAAAAAAFg/Lq450V6UfHk/s320/FredGirls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068197082190327730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Fred's dad (making his second appearance on my blog) with Merideth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RlXajM-gL8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/NPAZ1t4Gdf0/s1600-h/Gpa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RlXajM-gL8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/NPAZ1t4Gdf0/s320/Gpa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068197253989019586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-1423356326330567905?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/1423356326330567905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=1423356326330567905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/1423356326330567905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/1423356326330567905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/05/family-fun.html' title='Family Fun'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RlXaZM-gL7I/AAAAAAAAAFg/Lq450V6UfHk/s72-c/FredGirls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-935249911880740940</id><published>2007-05-19T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:47.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Makes 3</title><content type='html'>Fred's brother &amp; sister in law adopted a beautiful baby girl this past February. I am so happy for them. These a pictures from when she was first born that I had to turn into a page. So I went digital. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RlOXXM-gL6I/AAAAAAAAAFY/idk9se94Wxk/s1600-h/Kaela(small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RlOXXM-gL6I/AAAAAAAAAFY/idk9se94Wxk/s320/Kaela(small).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067560430598107042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-935249911880740940?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/935249911880740940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=935249911880740940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/935249911880740940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/935249911880740940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/05/baby-makes-3.html' title='Baby Makes 3'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RlOXXM-gL6I/AAAAAAAAAFY/idk9se94Wxk/s72-c/Kaela(small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-745325340202322602</id><published>2007-05-17T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:47.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM so lucky...</title><content type='html'>Fred starts his new job on Monday! I am so happy &amp; excited for him! Whew... it has been a rough few months! But I learned a lot and I still believe everything happens for a reason. One things is for sure - I am more in love with Fred than I thought I ever could be with anyone. He has been my rock. Through all the stress, he was definitely the strong one, strong for the both of us. And like he has said, if we got through this, we will get through anything. I know there is a sweet life ahead of us and I look forward to every minute of it, the good &amp; the bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rk0QTc-gL5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/eUHESIYYdEE/s1600-h/YouAreSo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rk0QTc-gL5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/eUHESIYYdEE/s320/YouAreSo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065723082243583890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a little about the layout...I am really excited about it. I have been doing a lot of digital scrapping while (ahem) busy at work. I found this awesome website scrapgirls.com. (By the way- if anyone reading this knows how to make something a link on your blog, please email me. Thanks.) Anyway, digital scrapping. ROCKS!! What more can I say? &lt;br /&gt;Initially I was against it. I felt since it was what I do all day for a living, why would I want to come home and do it? I felt it defeated the whole purpose of scrapbooking. But then I realized I was totally missing the point. For me, I didn't have to go home...NOW I CAN SCRAPBOOK AT WORK!! &lt;br /&gt;This is definitely one of my favorite pages! I can't wait to go to work tomorrow and...scrapbook! Aaaahhh...a scrapper's life for me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-745325340202322602?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/745325340202322602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=745325340202322602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/745325340202322602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/745325340202322602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-so-lucky.html' title='I AM so lucky...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rk0QTc-gL5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/eUHESIYYdEE/s72-c/YouAreSo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-9110588002809123472</id><published>2007-05-15T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:48.561-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joanie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jimmy'/><title type='text'>Lucky for the Ladies In My Life (and Jimmy too!!)</title><content type='html'>Sunday was spent not just with my mom but some very special people in my life. My Dad's cousin Joanie was there. She spends every Mother's Day with us. She is a strong woman that I greatly admire. Also my (pseudo) sister Jen. Another woman that rocks!! I am so lucky to have these amazing ladies in my life. I also had to sneak in a picture of  Jen's son Jimmy. He is just too cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rknr_vWtCXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Anmp4fjINeA/s1600-h/IMG_1943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rknr_vWtCXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Anmp4fjINeA/s320/IMG_1943.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064838736230812018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RknsAPWtCYI/AAAAAAAAAFA/HaBDYf3zd1I/s1600-h/IMG_1945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RknsAPWtCYI/AAAAAAAAAFA/HaBDYf3zd1I/s320/IMG_1945.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064838744820746626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RknsAfWtCZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/G--TMdOkSdI/s1600-h/IMG_1941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RknsAfWtCZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/G--TMdOkSdI/s320/IMG_1941.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064838749115713938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-9110588002809123472?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/9110588002809123472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=9110588002809123472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/9110588002809123472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/9110588002809123472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/05/lucky-for-ladies-in-my-life-and-jimmy.html' title='Lucky for the Ladies In My Life (and Jimmy too!!)'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rknr_vWtCXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Anmp4fjINeA/s72-c/IMG_1943.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-7922550440791109074</id><published>2007-05-14T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:51.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy BEAUTIFUL MOTHER's Day!!!</title><content type='html'>Sunday was such a great day! Fred &amp; I spent it on Long Island with my family. I know my mom loves having everyone together like that! I made her a book called "What I Admire". She loved it so much she cried the entire time reading it!! (That's a good thing!) Here are some pics of it and of course one of me &amp; my mom!!&lt;br /&gt;My friend Beth showed me how to make those flowers. She is sooooo talented. Could you even imagine that they were simply cut from cardstock with a punch?!?! She has a whole technique to make them come to life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rknk1vWtCGI/AAAAAAAAACw/iahDMGrKnok/s1600-h/MOM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rknk1vWtCGI/AAAAAAAAACw/iahDMGrKnok/s320/MOM.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064830867850725474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rknk2PWtCHI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-18oh41-tXA/s1600-h/IMG_1918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rknk2PWtCHI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-18oh41-tXA/s320/IMG_1918.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064830876440660082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rknk2_WtCII/AAAAAAAAADA/6CB3Z7G-PSo/s1600-h/IMG_1919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RknlpPWtCRI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qkCWE1rmtz0/s320/IMG_1935.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064831752613988626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RknlpvWtCSI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/H51lglC_mCA/s1600-h/IMG_1936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RknlpvWtCSI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/H51lglC_mCA/s320/IMG_1936.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064831761203923234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RknlqPWtCTI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ea4ZTw7s94Y/s1600-h/IMG_1938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RknlqPWtCTI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ea4ZTw7s94Y/s320/IMG_1938.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064831769793857842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-7922550440791109074?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/7922550440791109074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=7922550440791109074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7922550440791109074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7922550440791109074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-beautiful-mothers-day.html' title='Happy BEAUTIFUL MOTHER&apos;s Day!!!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rknk1vWtCGI/AAAAAAAAACw/iahDMGrKnok/s72-c/MOM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-4650143219154912366</id><published>2007-05-09T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:52.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Showin' sum Digi Luv!!</title><content type='html'>Here are a few digital pages I worked on recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RkIUDfWtCFI/AAAAAAAAACo/jyPG5DBau9U/s1600-h/TasteofChristmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RkIUDfWtCFI/AAAAAAAAACo/jyPG5DBau9U/s320/TasteofChristmas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062630981306746962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RkITyPWtCEI/AAAAAAAAACg/BNeLdFkqCqE/s1600-h/Olivia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RkITyPWtCEI/AAAAAAAAACg/BNeLdFkqCqE/s320/Olivia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062630684954003522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-4650143219154912366?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/4650143219154912366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=4650143219154912366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4650143219154912366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4650143219154912366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/05/showin-sum-digi-luv.html' title='Showin&apos; sum Digi Luv!!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RkIUDfWtCFI/AAAAAAAAACo/jyPG5DBau9U/s72-c/TasteofChristmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-6329219658649485754</id><published>2007-05-03T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:53.415-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scrappers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hudson valley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='martha'/><title type='text'>Martha Martha Martha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RjpJt_WtCAI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcT-9B_iY58/s1600-h/Martha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RjpJt_WtCAI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcT-9B_iY58/s320/Martha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060438185753774082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to a taping of the Martha Stewart Show with some awesome ladies from my Hudson Valley Scrapper's group. We had such a blast!! These ladies are awesome! They are so much fun and I am so glad I met everyone of them. We had such a great time visiting the show and got some cool give aways! It was definitely inspiring being in a room with so many fellow scrappers. Oh and the best part - Peter Krauss from 6 Feet Under was there!!! He was the guy that played Nate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RjpJt_WtCBI/AAAAAAAAACI/wTJjhxoaDfk/s1600-h/krause1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RjpJt_WtCBI/AAAAAAAAACI/wTJjhxoaDfk/s320/krause1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060438185753774098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-6329219658649485754?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/6329219658649485754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=6329219658649485754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/6329219658649485754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/6329219658649485754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/05/martha-martha-martha.html' title='Martha Martha Martha!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RjpJt_WtCAI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcT-9B_iY58/s72-c/Martha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-7467895475870112078</id><published>2007-04-30T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:53.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess they liked each other...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RjpM5fWtCCI/AAAAAAAAACQ/78qGgdpNXYU/s1600-h/Fred%26Nick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RjpM5fWtCCI/AAAAAAAAACQ/78qGgdpNXYU/s320/Fred%26Nick.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060441681857153058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Sunday my parents met Fred's parents. I wasn't at all nervous. Just excited becuase I had a feeling it was going to be a lot of fun! I think this picture proves that everything went well. here are the Dad's while we were shopping in Lafayette Village. It was a great time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-7467895475870112078?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/7467895475870112078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=7467895475870112078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7467895475870112078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7467895475870112078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-guess-they-liked-each-other.html' title='I guess they liked each other...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RjpM5fWtCCI/AAAAAAAAACQ/78qGgdpNXYU/s72-c/Fred%26Nick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-3204389290212817980</id><published>2007-04-26T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:53.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just me being me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RjELfvWtB_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/TsEqdJ4wG4M/s1600-h/IMG_1822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RjELfvWtB_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/TsEqdJ4wG4M/s320/IMG_1822.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057836496429320178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a wole lot going on. My friend Cris tells me it gets worse before it gets better. Hanging on for that. Like Fred always says, "the sun has to shine on a dogs ass eventually." I say all the dog has to do is go outside. I guess right now life just is what it is. Nothing more to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-3204389290212817980?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/3204389290212817980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=3204389290212817980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/3204389290212817980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/3204389290212817980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/04/just-me-being-me.html' title='Just me being me...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RjELfvWtB_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/TsEqdJ4wG4M/s72-c/IMG_1822.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-2136213282885124489</id><published>2007-04-19T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:54.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Place Where I Belong...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rie7xJlDX8I/AAAAAAAAABw/N_O0EWvC0Wc/s1600-h/Stickles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rie7xJlDX8I/AAAAAAAAABw/N_O0EWvC0Wc/s320/Stickles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055215559805984706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know, one of my favorite products is Stickles! So much that I named myself the Stickle Queen. Well, while out on one my  driving adventures with Fred, we stumbled upon a magical place. My home, my mothership! If I move, I want to live on Stickles Pond Road, Andover NJ. It sounds like such a magical glittery place!! It's been a sweet life since I discovered Stickles!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rie7dJlDX7I/AAAAAAAAABo/y47n4he3yNg/s1600-h/sgg20585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rie7dJlDX7I/AAAAAAAAABo/y47n4he3yNg/s320/sgg20585.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055215216208601010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-2136213282885124489?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/2136213282885124489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=2136213282885124489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/2136213282885124489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/2136213282885124489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/04/place-where-i-belong.html' title='A Place Where I Belong...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rie7xJlDX8I/AAAAAAAAABw/N_O0EWvC0Wc/s72-c/Stickles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-6808554217756608532</id><published>2007-04-09T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:54.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 30th Easter!</title><content type='html'>Whew, what a whirlwind of a weekend. First off - I have not been able to post becuase I could not get pictures off my camera. And for some reason I can't seem to post without pictures. I know, it's the weird in me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so....Fred is no longer a chef. This means we got to spend the ENTIRE weekend together!! It was the BEST!! Friday night we had our FIRST DATE!!! Yup it's been a year and we finally had a Friday Night out together. We went out to eat and went to see Blades of Glory (hilarious!) Saturday afternoon we trekked out to Long Island. (Always good to go home!) we had an awesome weekend with my fam!! My friend Michael spent Easter with us and my cousin Michael was there also. So I got to have 2 of my 3 Mike's together which is a very rare occasion. (One of these days I will post about the Tri-Fector of Michael's) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say the day &amp; the weekend ROCKED!! I have a few pictures to share. I'm sure by now you all know who Fred is and of course the other pictures are Cousin Mike &amp; NYC Mike. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...and those "30" signs hanging in the background...no idea what that was about?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RhqO-n8ON7I/AAAAAAAAABQ/rZ8ax3GYrBY/s1600-h/G%26FEaster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RhqO-n8ON7I/AAAAAAAAABQ/rZ8ax3GYrBY/s320/G%26FEaster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051507138574038962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RhqO-38ON8I/AAAAAAAAABY/3TQRYs6ZsjQ/s1600-h/MikeMikeGina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RhqO-38ON8I/AAAAAAAAABY/3TQRYs6ZsjQ/s320/MikeMikeGina.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051507142869006274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-6808554217756608532?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/6808554217756608532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=6808554217756608532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/6808554217756608532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/6808554217756608532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-30th-easter.html' title='Happy 30th Easter!'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RhqO-n8ON7I/AAAAAAAAABQ/rZ8ax3GYrBY/s72-c/G%26FEaster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-3992532388422827237</id><published>2007-04-02T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:54.944-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pee'/><title type='text'>Ya Big Pee Pee Head</title><content type='html'>It's gotten bad again. Merv is peeing incessantly all over the place. Sunday morning I woke up and found that he had peed all over a pile of bills I left sitting on the counter. I think I was mostly angry out of jealousy. There have been many times I have wanted to drop trow and pee on the bills but refrained. He's lucky I love him so much or his chubby ass would be out the door!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Some friends gave me a few suggestions of what to do, so I will give it a try. In the meantime I walk around the house with the bottle of Clorox clean up on my belt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RhE-So95J2I/AAAAAAAAABI/ueXxLMSzv0s/s1600-h/Merv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RhE-So95J2I/AAAAAAAAABI/ueXxLMSzv0s/s320/Merv.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048885147214620514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-3992532388422827237?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/3992532388422827237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=3992532388422827237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/3992532388422827237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/3992532388422827237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/04/ya-big-pee-pee-head.html' title='Ya Big Pee Pee Head'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RhE-So95J2I/AAAAAAAAABI/ueXxLMSzv0s/s72-c/Merv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-4108682264357329655</id><published>2007-03-30T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:55.132-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stacey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scissors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bill'/><title type='text'>Rock Paper Scissors</title><content type='html'>Last night I was reading the Q&amp;A section of Scrapbooks, etc. magazine. Someone wrote in asking about blogs, which instantly caught my attention since I just started my own. Well the woman who answered the question (who's name escapes me right now) had a picture of her blog in the article. Her blog was titled "I Rock Paper Scissors". Well this instantly reminded me of 2 of my favorite people - Stacey &amp; Bill. These were my two co-workers for most of the 7 years I worked for Cars Magazine. They were more than co-workers, they are good friends. Whenever there was a big job to do, they would "rock paper scissors" it. I always loved this way of settling things. It just always seemed to work. I miss you guys very much! We've been to hell and back together. Even though we are all turning 30 this year I hope you are still rock paper scissoring it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rg029Y95J1I/AAAAAAAAABA/qdwV4ztUGs8/s1600-h/GBS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rg029Y95J1I/AAAAAAAAABA/qdwV4ztUGs8/s320/GBS.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047751185654163282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-4108682264357329655?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/4108682264357329655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=4108682264357329655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4108682264357329655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4108682264357329655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/03/rock-paper-scissors.html' title='Rock Paper Scissors'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rg029Y95J1I/AAAAAAAAABA/qdwV4ztUGs8/s72-c/GBS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-7002464579204942381</id><published>2007-03-27T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:55.663-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thank you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeremiah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fred'/><title type='text'>I'd like to take this opportunity to thank those of you who made this possible...</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, the love of my life who many of you know as Fred - Thank you for listening to me rant on and on about what to name my blog for the past month. But more importantly thanks for always supporting &amp; encouraging me. (I think he is more excited than me becuase his face is gonna be in a book!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rgkxwh1OslI/AAAAAAAAAAs/34orYm1Zbvs/s1600-h/F%26GSnowSmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rgkxwh1OslI/AAAAAAAAAAs/34orYm1Zbvs/s320/F%26GSnowSmall.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046619567230464594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael (NYC) - THE NAME!! Everyone seems to love it. I can't thank you enough for your help with that.&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah - for all your web help and making my blog look good. You have a lot patience!!&lt;br /&gt;Sal - for taking the picture that I sent in to the contest! Thanks for all your encouragement! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found out today that the book is due out in the fall. Looking forward to that!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-7002464579204942381?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/7002464579204942381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=7002464579204942381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7002464579204942381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/7002464579204942381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/03/id-like-to-take-this-opportunity-to.html' title='I&apos;d like to take this opportunity to thank those of you who made this possible...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/Rgkxwh1OslI/AAAAAAAAAAs/34orYm1Zbvs/s72-c/F%26GSnowSmall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782012325378994041.post-4316118206746502562</id><published>2007-03-26T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:36:55.904-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first published page'/><title type='text'>The first post...</title><content type='html'>Okay so here it is - my very first blog post. Right now This place looks pretty dreary - but I promise it will get better! I figured since I am finally getting a scrapbook page published, it was time for me to get a blog. So here it is. It took me forever to decide on a name so please tell me what you think. I am working on some cool graphics that will be up soon so stay tuned. &lt;br /&gt;And here it is - my first (soon to be) published page...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RgfkyR1OskI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ICTDTcHq1JA/s1600-h/GinaPastore.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RgfkyR1OskI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ICTDTcHq1JA/s320/GinaPastore.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046253459923186242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4782012325378994041-4316118206746502562?l=mylifein12x12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/feeds/4316118206746502562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4782012325378994041&amp;postID=4316118206746502562&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4316118206746502562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4782012325378994041/posts/default/4316118206746502562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifein12x12.blogspot.com/2007/03/okay-so-here-it-is-my-very-first-blog.html' title='The first post...'/><author><name>G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03702083513823102674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/SAeUdQnNYWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/zy34IzLJl_w/S220/041708_10371.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyDUFiUknAo/RgfkyR1OskI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ICTDTcHq1JA/s72-c/GinaPastore.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
