<?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-3305534834256505145</id><updated>2012-01-17T22:01:35.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my loves                                                                               my life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-2504476635352098824</id><published>2011-04-11T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T18:34:18.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C4w61VyAdOA/TaOsCAo2xuI/AAAAAAAABsw/_8iHRDbZG4Q/s1600/Beecroft_041111_0019_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594504312655365858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C4w61VyAdOA/TaOsCAo2xuI/AAAAAAAABsw/_8iHRDbZG4Q/s400/Beecroft_041111_0019_web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-2504476635352098824?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2504476635352098824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=2504476635352098824&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2504476635352098824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2504476635352098824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C4w61VyAdOA/TaOsCAo2xuI/AAAAAAAABsw/_8iHRDbZG4Q/s72-c/Beecroft_041111_0019_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-4879534972331694447</id><published>2011-04-10T14:19:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T14:37:57.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucy Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our little squirrel arrived this week! She arrived with the chubbiest cheeks I've ever seen and a head full of dark hair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CZ4xwNi8RvQ/TaIhbmFrBUI/AAAAAAAABsg/PAoYLoQym7s/s1600/P1000223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594070445112100162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CZ4xwNi8RvQ/TaIhbmFrBUI/AAAAAAAABsg/PAoYLoQym7s/s400/P1000223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They let me cuddle with her for a good hour right after she was born. I loved it! It has been a long time since we've had a newborn around and I have really been enjoying her! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JuJV3-g9alE/TaIhMyYPSCI/AAAAAAAABsY/hPfvmBhGLm0/s1600/P1000228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594070190713161762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JuJV3-g9alE/TaIhMyYPSCI/AAAAAAAABsY/hPfvmBhGLm0/s400/P1000228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She looks alot like her daddy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LDSuSAwBHQQ/TaIg7M35s6I/AAAAAAAABsQ/3IBG3c2mYmA/s1600/P1000257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594069888587641762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LDSuSAwBHQQ/TaIg7M35s6I/AAAAAAAABsQ/3IBG3c2mYmA/s400/P1000257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls have been loving her so much and every chance they get they want to hold her. Ella asks when she is going to wake up so she can play patty-cake with her! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nDTFJGGBKAs/TaIgumbxz9I/AAAAAAAABsI/K_hOfY3ISjQ/s1600/P1000266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594069672110706642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nDTFJGGBKAs/TaIgumbxz9I/AAAAAAAABsI/K_hOfY3ISjQ/s400/P1000266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joe is a little out numbered. I hope he can handle us girls:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ydNH0KxhGQA/TaIged5sT6I/AAAAAAAABsA/COh9EP3aA5c/s1600/P1000270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594069394942349218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ydNH0KxhGQA/TaIged5sT6I/AAAAAAAABsA/COh9EP3aA5c/s400/P1000270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-4879534972331694447?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/4879534972331694447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=4879534972331694447&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/4879534972331694447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/4879534972331694447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2011/04/lucy-grace.html' title='Lucy Grace'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CZ4xwNi8RvQ/TaIhbmFrBUI/AAAAAAAABsg/PAoYLoQym7s/s72-c/P1000223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-5691711027996752887</id><published>2011-03-22T14:22:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T14:33:07.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a twirl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3YxEO7reF6k/TYkUHc_Z8MI/AAAAAAAABr4/8TNXIeN7bfg/s1600/P1000209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587018931003584706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3YxEO7reF6k/TYkUHc_Z8MI/AAAAAAAABr4/8TNXIeN7bfg/s400/P1000209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MS3yriIuekw/TYkUG_GIlnI/AAAAAAAABrw/Nve2bn2uSuE/s1600/P1000199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587018922978743922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MS3yriIuekw/TYkUG_GIlnI/AAAAAAAABrw/Nve2bn2uSuE/s400/P1000199.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we had a warm day a week ago and the kids were enjoying their new twirl skirts and their tree house tent! i love to listen to them pretending. they come up with the most amazing scenarios. pretend you were my baby and i was your big sister and our mom was on a trip in a big boat and i had to take care of you and....oh it goes on and on. sometimes they don't even get to the pretending part! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it does get a little old when they want me to play pretend ALL DAY LONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-5691711027996752887?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5691711027996752887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=5691711027996752887&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/5691711027996752887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/5691711027996752887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2011/03/twirl.html' title='a twirl'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3YxEO7reF6k/TYkUHc_Z8MI/AAAAAAAABr4/8TNXIeN7bfg/s72-c/P1000209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-4578941563529506898</id><published>2011-03-09T22:33:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T22:38:39.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; ya, this was funny until i found out they were using &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my lipstick and not the designated "play makeup".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;farewell my favorite sheer blush. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;unfortunately, i cannot afford anymore of you for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582321270324586546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2BWlEdGChX0/TXhjnnPN6DI/AAAAAAAABrA/m8MbkRxf9go/s400/P1000198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-4578941563529506898?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/4578941563529506898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=4578941563529506898&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/4578941563529506898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/4578941563529506898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2011/03/ya-this-was-funny-until-i-found-out.html' title=''/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2BWlEdGChX0/TXhjnnPN6DI/AAAAAAAABrA/m8MbkRxf9go/s72-c/P1000198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-4744482459014761249</id><published>2011-03-04T21:52:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T22:02:39.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some ruffles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, since my internet is working for the moment, i thought i would post something. i've had a few friends have babies the last few weeks and it makes me think i have to get everything ready, but alas i still have 5 more weeks. anywho...the nursery is done. i already had this cute bumper from pottery barn, but got some fun sheets and decided to redo the crib skirt i had. and there is nothing better that a few ruffles for a precious little girls room!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cphrW0kp8-A/TXHCLZjmAMI/AAAAAAAABq4/ZfnrsMCBpQw/s1600/P1000179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580454914383282370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cphrW0kp8-A/TXHCLZjmAMI/AAAAAAAABq4/ZfnrsMCBpQw/s400/P1000179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AtTFMVoQxg8/TXHCLGjP5mI/AAAAAAAABqw/Ytx6PBMiUrU/s1600/P1000178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580454909281560162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AtTFMVoQxg8/TXHCLGjP5mI/AAAAAAAABqw/Ytx6PBMiUrU/s400/P1000178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i have had this plain pink lamp shade that i wanted to spruce up somehow and finally started making some ruffles and put it all together and wala a fun ruffly lampshade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yFyVjuHgRQQ/TXHCK2hWx2I/AAAAAAAABqo/desKyDG4Vj4/s1600/P1000177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580454904978655074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yFyVjuHgRQQ/TXHCK2hWx2I/AAAAAAAABqo/desKyDG4Vj4/s400/P1000177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3305534834256505145-4744482459014761249?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/4744482459014761249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=4744482459014761249&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/4744482459014761249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/4744482459014761249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2011/03/some-ruffles.html' title='some ruffles'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cphrW0kp8-A/TXHCLZjmAMI/AAAAAAAABq4/ZfnrsMCBpQw/s72-c/P1000179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-7395458291845338891</id><published>2011-01-11T19:32:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T21:08:41.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>N.E.S.T.I.N.G.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I am on serious nesting mode. I have all of this energy and have been organzing like a crazy women. I had to take a break over the weekend because I was having some major contractions. Which is kinda funny. Kinda. This is my third babe and haven't ever really experienced a contraction, being induced with my previous two as well as having glorious nurses that start pumping the fentanyl from my first discomfort. Long story short, I had to put myself on bedrest for a couple days and am feeling much better. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561144915409384226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/TS0n1htyMyI/AAAAAAAABqE/isUI6UNJ7G4/s400/cristelle%2Bpictures%2B077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have decided to finally tackle my bedroom and bathroom fiasco. I am extremely embarassed of it and can't decide if I want to put up before pictures. I have paint samples all over the walls, white spackle spots that have been there for years, ugly hand-me-down furniture. I am very excited now that I have a plan and know exactly what I want. We are half way done with the bathroom cupboards--arggg--that is a whole long story that nobody wants to hear. Sorry to those I've already told. Hopefully...they will be done on Saturday. (Joe promised.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561143501985249410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/TS0mjQTNeII/AAAAAAAABp0/rYQLn5q54k0/s400/cristelle%2Bpictures%2B091.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywho...in other news, I went through all of my baby things and have a gazillion clothes. A girl can never have too many summer dresses. It was so fun to go through everything. Brynn kept holding outfits up "this is so cute mom, I remember when I wore this when I was a baby." She was very helpful sorting the piles: jammies, jumpers, shirts, dresses, pants and hats. She was even more helpful tucking them neatly in their designated drawer. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561143510648523586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/TS0mjwksi0I/AAAAAAAABp8/dbs4oTkwb8I/s400/cristelle%2Bpictures%2B092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-7395458291845338891?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7395458291845338891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=7395458291845338891&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/7395458291845338891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/7395458291845338891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2011/01/nesting_11.html' title='N.E.S.T.I.N.G.'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/TS0n1htyMyI/AAAAAAAABqE/isUI6UNJ7G4/s72-c/cristelle%2Bpictures%2B077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-8416050280595947201</id><published>2009-12-17T23:24:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T23:44:35.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters to Santa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;  It's been a busy, but fun month around here. There is a lot to do, as my check list seems to be getting longer instead of shorter...Man, I though I was so on top of things this year!&lt;br /&gt;The kids have been busy drawing their &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;letters to Santa&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416459401244948642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SyshILeHuKI/AAAAAAAABZo/6RfQb-JGtSc/s320/Copy+of+IMG_1851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SyshIbNgTVI/AAAAAAAABZw/p3PgW0dC93I/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_1853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416459405470223698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SyshIbNgTVI/AAAAAAAABZw/p3PgW0dC93I/s320/Copy+of+IMG_1853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; they worked long and hard on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416460984753287746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SysikWf7ckI/AAAAAAAABaA/nYI7JOlYtS4/s320/Copy+of+IMG_1855.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Making yummy &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;chocolate popcorn&lt;/span&gt; for our neighbors...although I think half of it ended up in our bellies! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SyshHZqmvYI/AAAAAAAABZY/CICethjsjdU/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_1807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416459387875540354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SyshHZqmvYI/AAAAAAAABZY/CICethjsjdU/s320/Copy+of+IMG_1807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reading our favorite &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Christmas story&lt;/span&gt; with some "warm" hot chocolate drenched in cool whip...mmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416460979832185570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SysikEKpYuI/AAAAAAAABZ4/wOWYRqQKzZY/s320/IMG_1876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Licking the dough off beaters. This is rather common in our home. We never quite get to the cooking part. (Besides the dough is much better.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SyshHK3TBXI/AAAAAAAABZQ/P0-N9EVKFhs/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_1797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416459383902242162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SyshHK3TBXI/AAAAAAAABZQ/P0-N9EVKFhs/s320/Copy+of+IMG_1797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course picking the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;perfect &lt;/span&gt;Christmas dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416460996538277762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SysilCZsH4I/AAAAAAAABaQ/NGemO_ZaByk/s320/IMG_1881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416460990596414722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SysiksRCfQI/AAAAAAAABaI/-qndtgvoEgA/s320/IMG_1880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3305534834256505145-8416050280595947201?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/8416050280595947201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=8416050280595947201&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/8416050280595947201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/8416050280595947201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2009/12/letters-to-santa.html' title='Letters to Santa...'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SyshILeHuKI/AAAAAAAABZo/6RfQb-JGtSc/s72-c/Copy+of+IMG_1851.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-4081851819920481999</id><published>2009-12-14T23:58:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T00:16:58.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunk Bed=Sleepless Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally finished up "the Girls" room. It is freshly painted. Which by the way means one coat of primer, 2 coats paint, tape off ceiling, touch up ceiling, tape off baseboards, touch up baseboards. This is not an easy process in our household. Nevertheless, it is done and we've put up our darling bunk bed, purchased &lt;a href="http://www.directsourcefurniture.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, for a screamin' deal! Their duvet covers are to die for and I found some curtains that go perfectly with the decor. They, I am sure, will not be up for awhile. It takes my man awhile to put holes in his perfectly smooth walls. Blah...Blah...Blah...I may just surprise him one day with a crooked curtain rod. I can hear me now..."It's not my fault, there was a small earthquake that shook the house right when I was putting the nail in the wall...the beautiful, flawless wall."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywho, my point of this post is this people: Think this bunk bed thing through. I have a 4 and a 3 year old and I think I was a little hasty in my decision to move them together. The other room sits empty (hopefully for not too much longer). I love my girls dearly, but bedtime is not so fun anymore. They play and laugh and pretend they are peter pan and wendy all night long. Ever since the binkie broke, yes, tragic I know, the naps have vanished and the sleep is not quite so fun. Some nights I think...eventually they have to fall asleep...but until there are threats of being put in the crib, it doesn't happen. Ah well, we live and we learn... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415358094314564338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Syc3frcn6vI/AAAAAAAABZI/2bOP9_2JAi4/s320/IMG_1801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415358090219968610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Syc3fcMZWGI/AAAAAAAABZA/jm7GF26cL-o/s320/IMG_1800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-4081851819920481999?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/4081851819920481999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=4081851819920481999&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/4081851819920481999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/4081851819920481999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2009/12/bunk-bedsleepless-night.html' title='Bunk Bed=Sleepless Night'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Syc3frcn6vI/AAAAAAAABZI/2bOP9_2JAi4/s72-c/IMG_1801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-6623478758281678463</id><published>2009-12-08T16:48:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T17:07:56.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up...</title><content type='html'>Oak IS GONE! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been doing some fun, festive activities these December days. Don't you just love Christmas. I am like a giddy little 5 year old. I'm having so much fun with the kiddos doing our advent calendar activities. I found the cutest advent calendar on etsy and really wanted to re-create. But I couldn't find the supplies I needed. So I found a paper mache star box and some smaller boxes that I modge podged with Christmas paper. So each day the kids take turns opening a box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413017486215721538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Sx7muWzdskI/AAAAAAAABXo/ckQljizuydg/s320/IMG_1773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Most of the activites are simple things, like make a christmas chain, deliver cookies to a friend or play candyland. I think I'm a little more excited about it than the girls...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413017500610111298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Sx7mvMbWp0I/AAAAAAAABX4/yhtXkcEusv4/s320/IMG_1769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413017507263428978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Sx7mvlNoOXI/AAAAAAAABYA/Iyyway9JE7M/s320/IMG_1772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They had fun helping me decorate the tree. I was handing them the ornaments and when they were gone I looked at the tree. It was so cute. All the decorations were on the lowest couple of branches. But they were proud as can be and so was I!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413017494429381314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Sx7mu1ZwMsI/AAAAAAAABXw/5sqdU-ZYo0A/s320/IMG_1766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We are in baking mode. Almost every night is another delicious treat! Good for them, not so good for my behind...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413017513790570514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Sx7mv9h0gBI/AAAAAAAABYI/XLn3zyXCJhE/s320/IMG_1796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I've been having fun decorating our house for the holidays. Joe made me wait until AFTER Thanksgiving. Humph.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413020555204373362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Sx7pg_rYK3I/AAAAAAAABYQ/omhW9-qPzF8/s320/IMG_1788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413020578203276674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Sx7piVWvlYI/AAAAAAAABYw/frsqNEly92M/s320/IMG_1793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413020574669587986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Sx7piIMPxhI/AAAAAAAABYo/tLGbQ9JDTtU/s320/img_1792.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413020567539973298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Sx7phtoafLI/AAAAAAAABYg/L8aTpamRCpM/s320/IMG_1791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413020555767502434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Sx7phBxo1mI/AAAAAAAABYY/uKc7jlaRels/s320/IMG_1789.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The End.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-6623478758281678463?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/6623478758281678463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=6623478758281678463&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/6623478758281678463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/6623478758281678463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2009/12/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up...'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Sx7muWzdskI/AAAAAAAABXo/ckQljizuydg/s72-c/IMG_1773.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-5166304676623876966</id><published>2009-10-04T18:19:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T18:28:28.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oak be gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; i have way too much oak in my house; bathroom cupboards, kitchen and banister. by golly it is time to get rid of it all. well, at least give it a much needed make-over.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388919759903760082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SslJ-EwlntI/AAAAAAAABXI/KgGTFKlHz9M/s320/IMG_1609.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;my first project: the kids bathroom. i sure am glad i started with the small bathroom to work out all the kinks. it consists of one door and two drawers. i was told it was a 3 hour project. no problem. alas, 5 days later (i'll spare you the details)...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388919771157887122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SslJ-urx-JI/AAAAAAAABXQ/3kqDDoVq9fY/s320/IMG_1606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388920825706223778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SslK8HLsmKI/AAAAAAAABXY/nnAoiEzv8WU/s320/IMG_1601.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;next challenge: the banisters.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-5166304676623876966?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5166304676623876966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=5166304676623876966&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/5166304676623876966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/5166304676623876966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2009/10/oak-be-gone.html' title='oak be gone'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SslJ-EwlntI/AAAAAAAABXI/KgGTFKlHz9M/s72-c/IMG_1609.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-5326195318683896111</id><published>2009-10-01T20:03:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T20:16:25.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>starting off right</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hey ya'll, if anyone comes to my blog anymore. haha. i love fall and especially halloween. the whole month of september and october involves alot of sugar cookie decorating, &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387834669098572674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SsVvFegnm4I/AAAAAAAABWQ/_SlSS_H_n-Y/s320/IMG_1582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;carmel apple dipping, &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387834685171877538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SsVvGaYyxqI/AAAAAAAABWg/BoVfryvpm1w/s320/IMG_1594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;major halloween craftiness, &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387834674640669490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SsVvFzJ9SzI/AAAAAAAABWY/SXf2NAZi81k/s320/IMG_1592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;parties &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387834663042904162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SsVvFH81cGI/AAAAAAAABWI/SvymR4QH-3Q/s320/IMG_1569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and of course my specialty: costume making!!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387834687434162306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SsVvGi0KgII/AAAAAAAABWo/GXqTdvYHp7Q/s320/IMG_1597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-5326195318683896111?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5326195318683896111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=5326195318683896111&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/5326195318683896111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/5326195318683896111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2009/10/starting-off-right.html' title='starting off right'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SsVvFegnm4I/AAAAAAAABWQ/_SlSS_H_n-Y/s72-c/IMG_1582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-1068749177898972565</id><published>2009-07-10T13:22:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T13:40:15.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>warm nights and fireworks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one of my favorite things about living in the beehive state is the warm, dry nights. i love to sit outside in the middle of the night and feel the warm air surround me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love july too. i love watching fireworks almost every night on our driveway (we have a lot of enthusiastic parents in our neighborhood). i love falling asleep to the sound of fireworks popping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've decided to be a little more laid back with bed time this summer. i admit somedays an 8 o'clock bedtime is a must. but i do have memories of being in bed when it was still light and i could hear all the kids playing outside. boo. it was traumatic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356932192071674994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SlelckpJbHI/AAAAAAAABVo/-AwhYmdH4pM/s320/IMG_1237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we enjoyed one of these late, warm july nights with some good friends and great fireworks. the boys put on a fun show that the kids looooved. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356932207532886754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SleldePYyuI/AAAAAAAABV4/rGsK9eYLGBU/s320/IMG_1239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-1068749177898972565?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/1068749177898972565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=1068749177898972565&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/1068749177898972565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/1068749177898972565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2009/07/warm-nights-and-fireworks.html' title='warm nights and fireworks'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SlelckpJbHI/AAAAAAAABVo/-AwhYmdH4pM/s72-c/IMG_1237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-8947890576374878078</id><published>2009-05-20T14:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T15:03:50.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow!</title><content type='html'>Okay, okay...I know that everyone thinks their kids are the cutest. BUT, I really do think I have the most beautiful girls. I'm not sure where they get their beauty, I think they just got the very best genes of Joe and I. So today, my dear friend (who is an exceptional photographer--if you don't believe me look &lt;a href="http://www.fancypantsportraits.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) and I took the girls to an AMAZING location that pretty much had it all...big grassy field, old shed, stream and a little bridge. The best part was neither child had a breakdown of any sort! Hoorah! Thanks so much D for a fabulous session! Now scoot on over to her &lt;a href="http://fancypantsportraits.blogspot.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; and get some beautiful shots of your own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/ShR8qoGAJVI/AAAAAAAABUY/ivxw3mIE42E/s1600-h/Beecroft_052009_0030_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338028530099823954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/ShR8qoGAJVI/AAAAAAAABUY/ivxw3mIE42E/s320/Beecroft_052009_0030_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/ShR8qmNbL7I/AAAAAAAABUQ/PHa1hiKdTsE/s1600-h/Beecroft_052009_0021_SFH_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338028529594085298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/ShR8qmNbL7I/AAAAAAAABUQ/PHa1hiKdTsE/s320/Beecroft_052009_0021_SFH_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-8947890576374878078?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/8947890576374878078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=8947890576374878078&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/8947890576374878078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/8947890576374878078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2009/05/wow.html' title='Wow!'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/ShR8qoGAJVI/AAAAAAAABUY/ivxw3mIE42E/s72-c/Beecroft_052009_0030_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-5049397846722452079</id><published>2009-05-18T20:36:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T14:00:54.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspired...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Now this is inspiring...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337377461584973698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/ShIshc3yz4I/AAAAAAAABTo/VBnyy-QQGQ8/s320/IMG_0997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337377466224961186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/ShIshuKDZqI/AAAAAAAABTw/61CfDIgMKVQ/s320/img_1005+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337377466254317778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/ShIshuRDWNI/AAAAAAAABT4/cmzXMXJ1_Ls/s320/img_1009+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;I cried when each of these people crossed the finish line. I don't know why. A marathon (26.2 miles) is such a tremendous accomplishment. So much sacrifice and time put into training and then to actually follow through with it. I just don't know if I could do it, but you all definately inspire me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Way to go! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337642827202199506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/ShMd3w1Mf9I/AAAAAAAABUI/yo6voFWJ1GE/s320/IMG_1011+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-5049397846722452079?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5049397846722452079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=5049397846722452079&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/5049397846722452079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/5049397846722452079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2009/05/inspired.html' title='Inspired...'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/ShIshc3yz4I/AAAAAAAABTo/VBnyy-QQGQ8/s72-c/IMG_0997.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-7165446706369423843</id><published>2009-04-29T23:14:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T23:35:51.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a perfect pink party. for a perfect four year old. thank you martha for the "easy" invitation idea. super cute, but super time consuming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330364867359466722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SflCmvou5OI/AAAAAAAABS4/EWBbT0oFueE/s320/IMG_0968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we started out with the paper dolls. each girl got their own doll to dress. they chose the dress color and all the accessories. what a blast they all had. so creative!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330364880242008258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SflCnfoK4MI/AAAAAAAABTQ/1HqZDbe6TkY/s320/img_0953+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;each pink partier received a flower head wreath to take home. they were falling apart from the get go, so i'm not sure how long they lasted once at home. hopefully at least one full day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330364869338859698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SflCm3AqCLI/AAAAAAAABTA/e_oMoNKr_-I/s320/IMG_0945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the beautiful birthday girl! and the beautiful pink ruffle cake. finally, one that turned out decent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330364873578128658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SflCnGzYJRI/AAAAAAAABTI/d8yACZkTVHE/s320/IMG_0961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the girls drew a wish on their balloon and let it fly. this was the girls favorite part. they watched and watched until they were out of sight! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SflCnlby53I/AAAAAAAABTY/5nawOrmAL70/s1600-h/IMG_0963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330364881800718194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SflCnlby53I/AAAAAAAABTY/5nawOrmAL70/s320/IMG_0963.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330368465786677346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SflF4M0oqGI/AAAAAAAABTg/TcI_DcsZ1-U/s320/IMG_0964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;happy birthday sweet girl. i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-7165446706369423843?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7165446706369423843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=7165446706369423843&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/7165446706369423843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/7165446706369423843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2009/04/perfect-pink-party.html' title=''/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SflCmvou5OI/AAAAAAAABS4/EWBbT0oFueE/s72-c/IMG_0968.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-7289600163536673285</id><published>2009-04-06T20:40:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T20:51:24.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;today was a good day. it was sunny. it was warm. i ran 3 miles. i made a yummy dinner that joe actually had seconds of. (this is not a common occurance, making dinner OR joe having seconds.) i played outside with my kids pretty much all day. i was patient. i had energy. i had &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/"&gt;F.H.E.&lt;/a&gt; (second week in a row...good for me.) and i watched my kids dye and decorate their easter eggs and stain their little fingers blue and red. it was a &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have no pictures of my good day because my camera is giving me troubles. can't someone read the instructions and then inform me how to take beautiful pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am getting deliciously excited about our &lt;a href="http://www.piperandchloe.blogspot.com/"&gt;piper &amp;amp; chloe &lt;/a&gt;spring showcase. it will be friday, may 8th and saturday, may 9th. i hope you all mark it on your calendars! it will be great, giddy fun!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321790230364141202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SdrMBLn_tpI/AAAAAAAABSA/axDmcUUtCZE/s320/piperandchloe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-7289600163536673285?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7289600163536673285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=7289600163536673285&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/7289600163536673285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/7289600163536673285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-was-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SdrMBLn_tpI/AAAAAAAABSA/axDmcUUtCZE/s72-c/piperandchloe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-7740688526256569332</id><published>2009-03-06T16:40:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T17:01:03.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>playing house</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm so cranky when it comes to my children's bedrooms. they are always such a disaster. all their toys are in their rooms and it gets crazy messy all the time. i keep thinking i can't have a playroom until the basement is finished. and yet. i had good times in my unfinished basement. i played down there a ton. so. what to do. i gave it a good clean-up. and now there is a fun little area to "play houses" as ella would say. even though it's a tad cold (okay freezing) i just have to put slippers and jackets on. i've been having so much fun...and i suppose my kids will learn to love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the bedroom and closet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310225864695058594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SbG2SgY9kKI/AAAAAAAABRM/rjrZgXmSIpE/s320/IMG_0558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the baby's room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310225871687512562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SbG2S6cF8fI/AAAAAAAABRU/GRyaL1d120o/s320/IMG_0555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the family room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310226871750443474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SbG3NH9rQdI/AAAAAAAABRk/UDLefSHrHL0/s320/IMG_0559.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the kitchen area&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310225855157630994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SbG2R83D-BI/AAAAAAAABQ8/iGkOmS9CojM/s320/IMG_0550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SbG2RiZ87HI/AAAAAAAABQ0/WHjGQVJ0UpU/s1600-h/IMG_0516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310225848056212594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SbG2RiZ87HI/AAAAAAAABQ0/WHjGQVJ0UpU/s320/IMG_0516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310226875717678450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SbG3NWvidXI/AAAAAAAABRs/uXc6xGIs5ig/s320/IMG_0549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-7740688526256569332?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7740688526256569332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=7740688526256569332&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/7740688526256569332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/7740688526256569332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2009/03/playing-house.html' title='playing house'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SbG2SgY9kKI/AAAAAAAABRM/rjrZgXmSIpE/s72-c/IMG_0558.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-1914932038781217173</id><published>2009-02-25T22:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:42:59.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; well, this about sums up my week so far...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306977334371816018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SaYrxJ5IElI/AAAAAAAABQs/sgGkyQJDiUg/s320/IMG_0433+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-1914932038781217173?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/1914932038781217173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=1914932038781217173&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/1914932038781217173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/1914932038781217173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-this-about-sums-up-my-week-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SaYrxJ5IElI/AAAAAAAABQs/sgGkyQJDiUg/s72-c/IMG_0433+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-6095470912464356107</id><published>2009-02-14T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T18:25:19.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy love day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SZduxxjbWJI/AAAAAAAABQk/5n1MIZZfYhA/s1600-h/IMG_0335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302828887646623890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SZduxxjbWJI/AAAAAAAABQk/5n1MIZZfYhA/s320/IMG_0335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-6095470912464356107?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/6095470912464356107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=6095470912464356107&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/6095470912464356107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/6095470912464356107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-love-day.html' title='happy love day'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SZduxxjbWJI/AAAAAAAABQk/5n1MIZZfYhA/s72-c/IMG_0335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-4026284556552806535</id><published>2009-02-12T12:18:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T20:10:08.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>be mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;today we made &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;valentines.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301993713462880114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SZR3MPRPJ3I/AAAAAAAABQE/31p1Rq0agVQ/s320/IMG_0311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301993709659893442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SZR3MBGiLsI/AAAAAAAABP8/TAHuD8DHCLY/s320/IMG_0317.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we ate &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;oreos&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301993716590839698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SZR3Ma7AB5I/AAAAAAAABQM/iTpKyeiEZHY/s320/IMG_0314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and we made fancy &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;headbands &amp;amp; hair clips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301993719873583746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SZR3MnJquoI/AAAAAAAABQU/0SVT76x2-Dk/s320/IMG_0320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302113734927179570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SZTkWaEN3zI/AAAAAAAABQc/rajdJD4tUKc/s320/IMG_0325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-4026284556552806535?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/4026284556552806535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=4026284556552806535&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/4026284556552806535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/4026284556552806535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2009/02/be-mine.html' title='be mine'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SZR3MPRPJ3I/AAAAAAAABQE/31p1Rq0agVQ/s72-c/IMG_0311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-5213464706212956165</id><published>2009-02-11T20:16:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T20:29:23.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>water the plants</title><content type='html'>finally a moment to relax. i've cleaned up the kitchen and the kids are playing upstairs. i go to indulge in an episode of the city. i hear the water upstairs running. tell ella to not make messes. she assures me they are not only watering the plants. i don't bother to take a gander. i'm sure there is water everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again ella tells me she is watering the plants on her bed. i think what plants could she be talking about. the only flowers in her room are too high for her to reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the city is done. i trudge upstairs to get the kids ready for bed. ella excitedly tells me she watered her plants. i ask her what plants she is talking about. she points to her bedspread. see these plants. oh, &lt;em&gt;those&lt;/em&gt; plants. the whole bed is sopping with water and all i can do is laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301747289742606370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SZOXEfX_gCI/AAAAAAAABP0/lR2cQAwtQAQ/s320/P1010139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-5213464706212956165?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5213464706212956165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=5213464706212956165&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/5213464706212956165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/5213464706212956165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2009/02/water-plants.html' title='water the plants'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SZOXEfX_gCI/AAAAAAAABP0/lR2cQAwtQAQ/s72-c/P1010139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-2773005134375229390</id><published>2009-02-04T22:01:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:25:02.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fashion 911</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am so out-of-style, it's ridiculous. i cleaned out my closet. &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; cleaned it out. i have bags of clothing i'm getting rid of. see.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299178714647752642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SYp29vfj78I/AAAAAAAABPk/P4N91wbVjX0/s320/IMG_0307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the past, everytime i start cleaning it out i think, oh, ya know it's been 3 years, but i just still might wear it. well, this time, i didn't hold back and went to town. my closet is pretty bare now, but at least i know i wear everything in there. the only trouble i am having is my skirts. are they cute and in style. or not. i'm sure they aren't but wanted all of your trusted opinions. i think i went through a major skirt buying era. i've got alot of them, but nothing to wear with them. you know how it goes...find cutest skirt ever. buy it. come home, nothing to wear it with. sits in closet collecting dust. wear it with a shirt that kinda goes with it. get weird looks from people. put it back in closet to collect more dust. so just be honest. i will not be offended. pa-lease help me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299177682847003890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SYp2BrvF9PI/AAAAAAAABN8/Pz61bqFXHsU/s320/img_0294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299177685682934450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SYp2B2TO0rI/AAAAAAAABOE/gu7Xyz_FmxQ/s320/IMG_0295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299177694978077378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SYp2CY7XcsI/AAAAAAAABOU/zbYDcMrVd6A/s320/IMG_0297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299178699654796274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SYp283o9k_I/AAAAAAAABPM/lNSve5QrKWI/s320/IMG_0304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299178705375772034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SYp29M88vYI/AAAAAAAABPU/Q3fdGCg9XnI/s320/IMG_0305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299178706745002658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SYp29SDZiqI/AAAAAAAABPc/hlY4lzSULkE/s320/IMG_0306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i made this one. maybe that should be my answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299178161137703250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SYp2dhge2VI/AAAAAAAABOk/7OKriFeoBCo/s320/IMG_0299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299178169209514466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SYp2d_k86eI/AAAAAAAABOs/W6tX-HyStPo/s320/IMG_0300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299178165521207266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SYp2dx1lz-I/AAAAAAAABO0/IV1WEGLZP74/s320/IMG_0301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299178171432563394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SYp2eH298sI/AAAAAAAABO8/Cl1wWfPh_KE/s320/IMG_0302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299177700431486482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SYp2CtPj3hI/AAAAAAAABOc/SlSfvGv4VU8/s320/IMG_0298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299177692401741842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SYp2CPVHsBI/AAAAAAAABOM/11rOEHFf2u4/s320/IMG_0296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299178176617968274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SYp2ebLQ8pI/AAAAAAAABPE/pG5AK082gdw/s320/IMG_0303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-2773005134375229390?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2773005134375229390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=2773005134375229390&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2773005134375229390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2773005134375229390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2009/02/fashion-911.html' title='fashion 911'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SYp29vfj78I/AAAAAAAABPk/P4N91wbVjX0/s72-c/IMG_0307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-6521444252613384745</id><published>2009-01-31T22:51:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:19:33.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we're going to the ball...</title><content type='html'>i know i shouldn't be doing this...but, really, i could not resist. my marm dropped off my wedding dress a couple days ago. i don't think i've looked at it since i was married. but alas, tempation took over. my excuse was that i knew ella would love it. and love it she did. she wanted to put her prettiest dress on. and then, of course brynn too. and she wanted me to put on my dress. you think i didn't. well, you are wrong my friends, i did. and i couldn't get the blasted zipper up...embarrasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...we danced at the ball...i have no shame...i did take pictures, put my camara on the 10 second timer...and danced away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297706586705280930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SYU8EnjQv6I/AAAAAAAABNs/Hfw4KrYkUmE/s320/IMG_0262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297706581399675634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SYU8ETyTovI/AAAAAAAABNk/sFQrFn3qoO8/s320/IMG_0255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we had the carriage take us home. brynn was our driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297706585512131330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SYU8EjGyuwI/AAAAAAAABN0/i38q_LT-kZE/s320/IMG_0268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-6521444252613384745?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/6521444252613384745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=6521444252613384745&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/6521444252613384745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/6521444252613384745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2009/01/were-going-to-ball.html' title='we&apos;re going to the ball...'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SYU8EnjQv6I/AAAAAAAABNs/Hfw4KrYkUmE/s72-c/IMG_0262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-3500608574659664197</id><published>2009-01-14T15:05:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T15:11:21.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ballarina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SW5iavItupI/AAAAAAAABMY/8WWkzyfNxCQ/s1600-h/p1010244+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291274823676050066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SW5iavItupI/AAAAAAAABMY/8WWkzyfNxCQ/s320/p1010244+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my little ella &lt;em&gt;loves &lt;/em&gt;her dance class. she had a mini recital a few weeks ago. she was in heaven (and her own little world) as she gave the most beautiful performance! she is such a princess. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291274816698960946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SW5iaVJPzDI/AAAAAAAABMQ/RWFpHdIy2iI/s320/P1010241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291274807716109362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SW5iZzrkXDI/AAAAAAAABMI/LDJITc2uLes/s320/P1010246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-3500608574659664197?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/3500608574659664197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=3500608574659664197&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/3500608574659664197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/3500608574659664197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2009/01/ballarina.html' title='ballarina'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SW5iavItupI/AAAAAAAABMY/8WWkzyfNxCQ/s72-c/p1010244+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-895745963550908624</id><published>2009-01-07T21:31:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T21:44:59.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>our little bug is two!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; alright. i know. i'm slacking in the blog department. i really needed a break from the computer after crazy december. so now that we're into january a whole week, it's time to get back in business. first order, my little bug brynn turned two! i just can't even believe it. it makes me sad that she's growing so fast, but, she is at such a fun stage right now. she is a little ball of fire and makes me laugh all day long. she goes and goes and goes and when she's tired she tells me "nap" or "sleep" and looks at me with those big blue eyes. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288778075281240802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SWWDo2kDMuI/AAAAAAAABLY/BF2a0dybjJM/s320/P1010254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288778083661554274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SWWDpVyEomI/AAAAAAAABLg/U_d9zGqPKuw/s320/P1010255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288778058324568450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SWWDn3ZQ6YI/AAAAAAAABLA/PKz7UPC4oCw/s320/P1010267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;i love being a mom. some days it is crazy and i have to lock myself in the basement for a "timeout" or else i will completely lose it. but really, most days i am so glad that i chose to be a mom and to stay home with them. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288778071279216754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SWWDonp5KHI/AAAAAAAABLQ/QI21IlrvT64/s320/P1010270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;happy birthday bug. i love you.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288778777560148530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SWWERuwY6jI/AAAAAAAABLo/xtL26EG1ztE/s320/P1010262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-895745963550908624?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/895745963550908624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=895745963550908624&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/895745963550908624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/895745963550908624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-little-bug-is-two.html' title='our little bug is two!'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SWWDo2kDMuI/AAAAAAAABLY/BF2a0dybjJM/s72-c/P1010254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-4218134318627050804</id><published>2008-12-01T22:15:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T22:56:24.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey ya'll</title><content type='html'>I don't know why I'm so into that word these days. Ya'll. It reminds me of my awesome Plano, Texas roomates back in the day. Ah, good memories. Oh yes, I wanted ya'll to join me at our upcoming &lt;a href="http://piperandchloe.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;holiday showcase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. That's right ladies (and gents), you are not gonna wanna miss this hip, vintage-inspired show. It's gonna be awesome! Here are some of my favorites. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275060399919909746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/STTHfDn0y3I/AAAAAAAABH4/wk130aqE6o4/s320/n3626917_38349335_8706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh yes, I can definately see myself wearing this around the house, or perhaps on a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;night out&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Chartreuse Jewelry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275060400227050594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/STTHfExDZGI/AAAAAAAABIA/u53LOz-Xr-E/s320/cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello, Ella and Brynn are going to &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;decorating this adorable felt cake over and over and over again! So cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://piperandchloe.blogspot.com/2008/11/oliver.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oliver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275060403757963986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/STTHfR642tI/AAAAAAAABII/l85UGfREty4/s320/jumping1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Perfect holiday attire. Think of all the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;parties&lt;/span&gt; this skirt could go to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://justbefun.blogspot.com/"&gt;JustBe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275060404599816194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/STTHfVDmgAI/AAAAAAAABIQ/wgg7Bw7J0yk/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A beautiful alternative for a night light. I would much rather have my house &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;adorned&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with these, than Dora. I swear Dora is on everything these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://piperandchloe.blogspot.com/2008/12/mariposa-avenue.html"&gt;Mariposa Avenue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275060720653324466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/STTHxucoULI/AAAAAAAABIg/rxxDHOQ9RAI/s320/nog2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Adorable!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Need I say more. I thought not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://piperandchloe.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-wonderful-vendor-joining-us-for.html"&gt;Noggins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now, like I said, these are a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FEW&lt;/span&gt; of my favorites. There is alot more to be seen this weekend. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;December 5th and 6th&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; See ya'll there. (I had to throw it in one more time.)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275066479637081922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/STTNA8VWr0I/AAAAAAAABIo/7bwla3jOwYI/s320/piper%26chloe%2Bemail%2Bblogpost%5B1%5D+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275066485712999186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/STTNBS990xI/AAAAAAAABIw/yo6oVBW4gHc/s320/piper%2Bchloe%2Bmap%2Bblogpost%5B3%5D+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-4218134318627050804?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/4218134318627050804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=4218134318627050804&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/4218134318627050804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/4218134318627050804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-yall.html' title='hey ya&apos;ll'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/STTHfDn0y3I/AAAAAAAABH4/wk130aqE6o4/s72-c/n3626917_38349335_8706.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-8180011266842528776</id><published>2008-11-25T21:53:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:25:07.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a broken arm and a bowling ball...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SSzcNwh7-uI/AAAAAAAABHg/dFXALbeyGxM/s1600-h/p1010190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272831392667663074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SSzcNwh7-uI/AAAAAAAABHg/dFXALbeyGxM/s320/p1010190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cutest 80 year old...he thought long and hard before he blew all the candles out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SSzcNRFMlvI/AAAAAAAABHY/njzG8aW1ieY/s1600-h/p1010179+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272831384225617650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SSzcNRFMlvI/AAAAAAAABHY/njzG8aW1ieY/s320/p1010179+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ella bowled a great game, with the help of her grandpa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SSzcNOxUzFI/AAAAAAAABHQ/ckXHkxCoVQ0/s1600-h/P1010191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272831383605398610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SSzcNOxUzFI/AAAAAAAABHQ/ckXHkxCoVQ0/s320/P1010191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;happy birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who would have imagined how this evening would have ended. After a glorious birthday celebration: a horrific accident. My grandpa turned 80 on Friday. We had such a blast driving down south for the occasion. He was surprised as could be! That was the glorious part! Mom was blowing us all away with her amazing bowling skills. When an extra step into the slippery lane landed her in the hospital. Poor marm. To her credit, it was a pretty acrobatic fall. I laughed a little until she didn't get up. She couldn't move. We had to slide her off the floor. She not only dislocated her shoulder, but broke her humerus as well. She had to have surgery, they put metal screws and plates in her arm. She's had a few unfortunate accidents over the years, boo, but we love her all the same. I love you marm. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272831396273827458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SSzcN99troI/AAAAAAAABHo/I3tLNt9Zi14/s320/p1010180+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272831403553546770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SSzcOZFVYhI/AAAAAAAABHw/uw9ewqxAtR4/s320/P1010181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the picture before the fateful fall, and the blasted sweater they wouldn't cut off. really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-8180011266842528776?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/8180011266842528776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=8180011266842528776&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/8180011266842528776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/8180011266842528776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/11/broken-arm-and-bowling-ball.html' title='a broken arm and a bowling ball...'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SSzcNwh7-uI/AAAAAAAABHg/dFXALbeyGxM/s72-c/p1010190.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-3934510189006006800</id><published>2008-11-22T21:13:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T21:34:02.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>buddies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really makes my day to see something like this. And if I had a camera that didn't take F.O.R.E.V.E.R. to take a picture, it would make my day even better. Sometimes, it takes too long to capture the moment and by then, Brynn is screaming because Ella is choking her.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271705793762382434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SSjcfR2TUmI/AAAAAAAABHI/qqvsXV_v_V0/s320/P1010173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-3934510189006006800?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/3934510189006006800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=3934510189006006800&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/3934510189006006800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/3934510189006006800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/11/buddies.html' title='buddies'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SSjcfR2TUmI/AAAAAAAABHI/qqvsXV_v_V0/s72-c/P1010173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-7712493159933848526</id><published>2008-11-12T21:47:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:03:28.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am feeling a little blue. i'm not quite sure why. just feeling like i don't want to let go of my twenties quite yet. they have been so good to me. i've had some great experiences. living in san diego, for one. we moved there after our first year of marriage. let's just say prayers do get answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of my greatest memories there are running on the beach after work, listening to the sounds of the ocean. ahh love that sound. i would then write in my journal and spend an hour watching the surfers, relaxing on the sand. i miss that place so much. i want to go back in a lot of ways, but i do love where i am at here. i guess i will always have an itch to be there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268015210635195794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SRu_7EVD9ZI/AAAAAAAABGQ/GUSYcmGxh3M/s320/la-jolla-beach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;one thanksgiving i decided to drive home for the weekend. this was before i knew what traffic really is. i had a fine time getting to my parents. but getting back. wow. i wanted to cry. oh yea, i did cry. what is supposed to be a quick 4 hour trip from vegas to san diego took me 9 hours. yes, 9 dreadful hours. i never did do that trip again. and in subsequent years had my most memorable thanksgivings. i am so thankful i had such incredible people to spend my days with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268016672755597986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SRvBQLJuwqI/AAAAAAAABGg/ka2SklyrPDY/s320/060830_traffic_vmed_3pwidec.jpg" border="0" /&gt;our trip to the sequoias. that was an amazing trip. we camped for 4 days in the giant forest. i had seen pictures of these trees, but nothing compares to the real thing. when we drove into the park, i could not believe what i was seeing. it was incredible, the trees are ginormous. not only tall but huge around. i had such a great time on that trip. we cooked dinner over the fire and roasted marshmellows every night. i swear i could hear all kinds of animals roaming around our tent. yikes!!! we did some gorgeous hikes and sight seeing. it was such a blast. when we got home, what do ya know i found out i was pregnant. yipee! our months and months of trying finally over. we were going to have a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268016153903005586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SRvAx-Rof5I/AAAAAAAABGY/8w_Mp_8QnoY/s320/350px-TunnelLog.jpg" border="0" /&gt; i was sad to say goodbye, but excited for a fresh new start. joe had finished the BAR and we were heading back home. this excitement didn't last long. living with in-laws when you are pregnant is not fun. i was miserable and was confined to my one tiny room. blah. enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am so lucky to be a mom. i have had two beautiful daughters and they are amazing. i love them. they make me laugh and love like i never thought i was capable of. even through the challenging times, there is nothing i would rather be doing than raising these two little monkeys of mine.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268018262444332514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SRvCstND1eI/AAAAAAAABGo/WszRA3kqApE/s320/PC230074+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;i have a delicious hubby. he treats me so good. i don't deserve it most of the time, (well, actually i do) but i am so glad to have him. we had a rough start. i honestly didn't think i would make it past that first year. but somehow we have survived. and i am so glad we did. now i know we can get through anything and that is comforting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268015201630143490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SRu_6iyFxAI/AAAAAAAABGI/L_caBoDbd2o/s320/P1010015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;so i am ready for my fresh start. this is the opening page of another great chapter in my life. i don't know why i am all emotional about it. i'm weird. i asked my mom when i would stop feeling like i am 18, she said you don't. you will always have those same feelings you did when you were that age. i am so lucky to have such great people in my life. my sisters, my parents, and great friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i am done. thanks for listening to my rambling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-7712493159933848526?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7712493159933848526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=7712493159933848526&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/7712493159933848526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/7712493159933848526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/11/goodbye.html' title='goodbye'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SRu_7EVD9ZI/AAAAAAAABGQ/GUSYcmGxh3M/s72-c/la-jolla-beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-7625115876174356664</id><published>2008-11-05T09:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:25:47.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>let it snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SRHIb0A8WTI/AAAAAAAABFI/AUgRqmCjjfY/s1600-h/P1010176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265209819517442354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SRHIb0A8WTI/AAAAAAAABFI/AUgRqmCjjfY/s320/P1010176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i couldn't resist. doesn't the first snowfall mean &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt;. i have the music &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cranked&lt;/span&gt; up and we are all in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;holiday&lt;/span&gt; spirits! ella couldn't wait to get her snow clothes on. and i just couldn't wait to take the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;garbages&lt;/span&gt; out, that my dear husband seems to conveniently forget. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;love ya&lt;/span&gt; babe. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265209821898818034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SRHIb84tQfI/AAAAAAAABFQ/spt832syc9E/s320/p1010174+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-7625115876174356664?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7625115876174356664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=7625115876174356664&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/7625115876174356664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/7625115876174356664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/11/let-it-snow.html' title='let it snow'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SRHIb0A8WTI/AAAAAAAABFI/AUgRqmCjjfY/s72-c/P1010176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-6654239493294061421</id><published>2008-10-27T12:51:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T13:12:44.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why do i bother?</title><content type='html'>I can not figure out why I try to make myself costumes every year.  Every year it is the same story. I have a great plan. I try to create. I fail. I try again. I fail even worse. I try yet again and make do with what I have. Saturday, was my day to make my costume. I gathered all my old fabrics and started cutting out a pattern. I started out laying on the fabric, with my pencil,  marking my shoulders and my sides. Turns out the first try was a complete disaster (this was not a surprise). I tried &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; hard to get the dress on, but couldn't make it past my head. Funny thing, I let my 3 year old wear it, yeah, it barely fit her! Oh my. On to my second try. I get a shirt from my closet and trace it onto my fabric (I am running out of fabric at this point--so I'm trying to at least get a shirt out of it). Second try, horrific! I still can't get the thing over my head. I even tried cutting the back and putting a 6-inch panel in. Oh dear, I have run out of fabric and have nothing. Nothing to show for all my hard work. I happen to find an old sheet that we don't use anymore (I don't think). I Lay it out and start drawing away. This time, I am very careful to make sure it is plenty big. This one actually fits (for the most part). The neck is way too big and I could use it for an off the shoulder dress. I just don't care anymore. It will have to do. When will I ever learn? When?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Costume done. Now, I need to test out my makeup. I bought a black liquid eyeliner, which, come to find out, is very difficult to put on. I also bought some black eyeshadow. Last night, I was up in the bathroom figuring out how I should do my makeup. I really should have taken a picture, but I was so embarressed with how I looked I didn't want Joe to see me. I was laughing so hard. Apparantly, I am not the greatest makeup artist. Humph. And liquid eyeliner? Who, tell me, uses that stuff. I had it all over my eyelid, an inch under my eye (I really was trying to make it look good). My eyeshadow. Wow. You know that smoky eye look, well, I did not come even close to that look. I seriously looked like a clown. Black eyeshadow and black eyeliner pretty much all over my face. I am trying to look like Cleopatra and it's just not working. Oh my, tonight will be interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-6654239493294061421?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/6654239493294061421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=6654239493294061421&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/6654239493294061421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/6654239493294061421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-do-i-bother.html' title='why do i bother?'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-2223444646530596740</id><published>2008-10-21T22:09:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T11:29:01.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>piper chloe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so uber (that's ew-ber) excited about our holiday show. After an incredible stroll through &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;anthropologie&lt;/span&gt;, I am feeling so excited about this event. It will be such a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;delightful&lt;/span&gt; show to attend! So, to all those &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;hip&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;modern&lt;/span&gt; divas out there &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;save&lt;/span&gt; the date December &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;5th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and December &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;6th.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259843173663704322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SP63f6R9BQI/AAAAAAAABFA/raXtLz00wGw/s320/1087254697_618df5b445+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259843169791631762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SP63fr2x4ZI/AAAAAAAABE4/Vgi6mKeYrQo/s320/ist2_6276810-girl-with-purse.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;For more info visit &lt;a href="http://gillargirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/l-ast-week-i-was-laying-in-bed-trying.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;  and hopefully we will see you there!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-2223444646530596740?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2223444646530596740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=2223444646530596740&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2223444646530596740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2223444646530596740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/10/piper-chloe.html' title='piper chloe'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SP63f6R9BQI/AAAAAAAABFA/raXtLz00wGw/s72-c/1087254697_618df5b445+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-7122047598477049115</id><published>2008-10-16T21:56:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T22:14:34.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>craft overload</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;today we spent the day making&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;pumpkins&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257983024396566546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SPgbs-QxABI/AAAAAAAABEQ/x5XFPb5Ipq0/s320/P1010052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;flying around the house like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;bats&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257983030697482754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SPgbtVvBWgI/AAAAAAAABEg/0PC-TISJTP4/s320/P1010069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;making &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;ghosts&lt;/span&gt; out of cheesecloth&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257983026917150690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SPgbtHpuD-I/AAAAAAAABEY/j8n8holMp8o/s320/P1010054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;boo &lt;/span&gt;to hang from the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257983033975196258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SPgbth8fSmI/AAAAAAAABEo/bxUYhwPIdHw/s320/P1010073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;oh yes, and a little&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#336666;"&gt;craftiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;now available in &lt;a href="http://www.cristelleamberdesign.etsy.com/"&gt;my etsy shop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257985032659300194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SPgdh3n6b2I/AAAAAAAABEw/qh-RcJ5KixM/s320/P1010059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-7122047598477049115?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7122047598477049115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=7122047598477049115&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/7122047598477049115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/7122047598477049115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/10/craft-overload.html' title='craft overload'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SPgbs-QxABI/AAAAAAAABEQ/x5XFPb5Ipq0/s72-c/P1010052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-2234080879739363224</id><published>2008-10-01T21:55:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T16:30:00.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oink oink</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SORUR2STKYI/AAAAAAAABDQ/8ZjaR9zjWys/s1600-h/26062_p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252415731027618178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SORUR2STKYI/AAAAAAAABDQ/8ZjaR9zjWys/s320/26062_p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I always start shopping in September for Halloween costumes, and I've been told that I spend a pretty penny. I am&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; really&lt;/span&gt; trying hard not to buy anything. Brynn will just have to wear the peacock hand me down. Boo (as in Boo hoo) cuz i found this cutest little piggie costume. I really wish I had an extra $50 floating around. I'll have to check my pockets again. There is bound to be something hiding in there. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254928679986249314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SO1ByuqXvmI/AAAAAAAABD4/kXULd3TSI_g/s320/p1010030.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Anywho, Ella claims she wants to be a white princess. What in the world? Alright child, I vowed to never make a costume, but I will do it for you so that you can be a  "white princess". I found a cute headband crown that just finishes it off. I keep asking her everyday, "Do you like your costume?" because I need reassurance. So three days after it was made, she still wants it. Sigh of relief. Now she asks "is it Halloween today? is it Halloween tomorrow?" &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254928681656883074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SO1By04rl4I/AAAAAAAABEA/Zw6OZn5cA08/s320/p1010026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-2234080879739363224?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2234080879739363224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=2234080879739363224&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2234080879739363224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2234080879739363224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/10/oink-oink.html' title='oink oink'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SORUR2STKYI/AAAAAAAABDQ/8ZjaR9zjWys/s72-c/26062_p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-8951845298389073938</id><published>2008-09-27T21:40:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T21:46:06.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cookies anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SN8LaukehPI/AAAAAAAABC0/GR9aGVSEjqc/s1600-h/P1010032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250928244342818034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SN8LaukehPI/AAAAAAAABC0/GR9aGVSEjqc/s320/P1010032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this is just the dough by the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;cookies&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;are just what you need for dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on these days, i feel like the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;greatest mom ever!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250928247996703314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SN8La8LoYlI/AAAAAAAABC8/lakJJCaHi1w/s320/P1010029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-8951845298389073938?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/8951845298389073938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=8951845298389073938&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/8951845298389073938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/8951845298389073938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/09/cookies-anyone.html' title='cookies anyone?'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SN8LaukehPI/AAAAAAAABC0/GR9aGVSEjqc/s72-c/P1010032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-3580875472755778524</id><published>2008-09-26T21:42:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T22:05:12.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>g is for giraffe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;this week i hosted ella's preschool. we rotate each week between moms. i was a little nervous that i wouldn't be able to keep their attention for more than 5 minutes, but it turned out really good and i had so much fun doing it. it was a lot of preparation, but i think as i do it more, i'll be a little more efficient.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250558594947941026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SN27OTQ_AqI/AAAAAAAABCM/Ebh9AQwVYB0/s320/P1010021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my cute little class.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;here was the schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;color giraffe while kids are arriving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;read goldilocks and the 3 bears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;growl and crawl around the room like a bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tape glasses on grandpa with a blind fold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;decorate Gg with glue and glitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;play musical pillows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;assemble paper bag giraffe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;decorate and eat gingerbread cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;make ghost suckers to take home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;color a picture to grandparents and put in envelope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250558604047665362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SN27O1KhyNI/AAAAAAAABCc/h0Uc-CrIKZc/s320/p1010026+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250558600149316386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SN27OmpFsyI/AAAAAAAABCU/5bt2RBt-rmM/s320/p1010023+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250558606448801202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SN27O-HANbI/AAAAAAAABCk/Wg31VK-D_w8/s320/p1010025+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes, this is the grandpa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we didn't get to do all the activities, but we did most of them. i think their favorite was the musical pillows (although it turned into a pillow fight) and growling like a bear. did i mention it was so fun. i think i will do a mini version of these with ella and brynn once a week.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250558607393985298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SN27PBoWkxI/AAAAAAAABCs/HYMhGgPnT5s/s320/p1010024+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-3580875472755778524?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/3580875472755778524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=3580875472755778524&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/3580875472755778524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/3580875472755778524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/09/g-is-for-giraffe.html' title='g is for giraffe'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SN27OTQ_AqI/AAAAAAAABCM/Ebh9AQwVYB0/s72-c/P1010021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-7996663119545655683</id><published>2008-09-21T11:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T11:19:23.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>will you be my friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SNaOf8qPY2I/AAAAAAAABB8/EJJ3UeUf_b8/s1600-h/p1010059+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248539095257277282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SNaOf8qPY2I/AAAAAAAABB8/EJJ3UeUf_b8/s320/p1010059+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i love &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;strolling&lt;/span&gt; down the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;lane&lt;/span&gt; hand in hand, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;chatting&lt;/span&gt; along the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you're so &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;funny&lt;/span&gt;, you just make me &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;laugh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;so hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll be your best &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;...if you'll be &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-7996663119545655683?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7996663119545655683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=7996663119545655683&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/7996663119545655683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/7996663119545655683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/09/will-you-be.html' title='will you be my friend'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SNaOf8qPY2I/AAAAAAAABB8/EJJ3UeUf_b8/s72-c/p1010059+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-343764496560088032</id><published>2008-09-18T11:20:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T12:23:30.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>where the buffalo roam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;we just spent 4 days in victor, idaho. a thirty minute drive through the beautiful tetons to jackson hole. it was gorgeous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the weather: perfect. the accomodations: nice and roomy. the scenery: breathtaking. the company: i haven't laughed so hard in a long time.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247428914576294434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SNKcy7VvAiI/AAAAAAAABAs/j0U_BQ8Wguw/s320/P1010022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SNKl2yeb-GI/AAAAAAAABBU/9cZYSCmHzWY/s1600-h/P1010024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247438876521003106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SNKl2yeb-GI/AAAAAAAABBU/9cZYSCmHzWY/s320/P1010024.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;crystal clear, jenny lake at the base of the tetons. we did a mile hike around the lake. ella had a couple of hard falls, but overall it was very enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SNKl3DkswiI/AAAAAAAABBc/4QawUuWO5eU/s1600-h/P1010045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247438881110671906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SNKl3DkswiI/AAAAAAAABBc/4QawUuWO5eU/s320/P1010045.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we spent sunday driving around yellowstone and stopped at a couple waterfalls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SNKl3XLC5wI/AAAAAAAABBk/FrKeJ0xtWwY/s1600-h/p1010050+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247438886371780354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SNKl3XLC5wI/AAAAAAAABBk/FrKeJ0xtWwY/s320/p1010050+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ella with her map. she didn't want us to get lost. she also thought that we were going to slide down the falls. i assured her we were just going to look.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247428935591884530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SNKc0JoPdvI/AAAAAAAABBM/tUm844RM6Og/s320/p1010051+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;me, and my two bestest friends, overlooking the lower falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247442322285542098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SNKo_W8uOtI/AAAAAAAABB0/loUpcXsUUHc/s320/P1010057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we saw so much wildlife in yellowstone. at first, i was taking pictures of buffalo that were so far away in the meadow and then this. they would just mosey on out into the road and stand there. looking right at you. crazy people were getting out of their cars trying to get closer. i'm thinking isn't 6 feet close enough. we had to stop several times to wait for the buffalo to pass. joe was saying do you have any candy. i'm like really you want me to feed the animals? not a good idea.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247442009973084018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SNKotLfoT3I/AAAAAAAABBs/bw1GIBc8zwo/s320/p1010056+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SNKczIarz_I/AAAAAAAABA0/iqPLUVj5bEo/s1600-h/P1010013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247428918086717426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SNKczIarz_I/AAAAAAAABA0/iqPLUVj5bEo/s320/P1010013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we stay in this nice, big cabin that is set on a golf course with gorgeous views of the tetons. we went for lots of bike rides and walks. we stayed up all night (well, not all night) playing games. i laughed so hard, it felt so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SNKczaw8SMI/AAAAAAAABA8/gNR5C57Z3mw/s1600-h/P1010014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247428923011909826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SNKczaw8SMI/AAAAAAAABA8/gNR5C57Z3mw/s320/P1010014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we spent another evening in jackson hole. love that place. walked through the shops and had dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SNKcz8YW2mI/AAAAAAAABBE/Ha1vxliKy5Q/s1600-h/P1010017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247428932035598946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SNKcz8YW2mI/AAAAAAAABBE/Ha1vxliKy5Q/s320/P1010017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3305534834256505145-343764496560088032?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/343764496560088032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=343764496560088032&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/343764496560088032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/343764496560088032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/09/where-buffalo-roam.html' title='where the buffalo roam'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SNKcy7VvAiI/AAAAAAAABAs/j0U_BQ8Wguw/s72-c/P1010022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-6168338826203403521</id><published>2008-09-10T21:27:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T21:30:50.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>little ballarina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SMiet1-VumI/AAAAAAAAAu0/qVqT56GfMsQ/s1600-h/P1010019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244616276492794466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SMiet1-VumI/AAAAAAAAAu0/qVqT56GfMsQ/s320/P1010019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SMieuFe48eI/AAAAAAAAAu8/JPARZ45MJ10/s1600-h/P1010022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244616280655852002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SMieuFe48eI/AAAAAAAAAu8/JPARZ45MJ10/s320/P1010022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ella is thrilled to be in ballet. she loves to get her leotard on and her ballet slippers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i love you ballarina princess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-6168338826203403521?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/6168338826203403521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=6168338826203403521&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/6168338826203403521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/6168338826203403521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/09/little-ballarina.html' title='little ballarina'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SMiet1-VumI/AAAAAAAAAu0/qVqT56GfMsQ/s72-c/P1010019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-2819044135527463855</id><published>2008-09-06T17:52:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T17:56:46.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cristelleamberdesign</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SMMmXzwfgDI/AAAAAAAAAus/dP020UWQcqE/s1600-h/P1010067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243076581661835314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SMMmXzwfgDI/AAAAAAAAAus/dP020UWQcqE/s320/P1010067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my etsy shop is officially open! hooray. thanks tiff for the inspiration. you can visit it &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=6097330"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. it is still pretty raw, and only has a couple art pieces on there, but more are sure to follow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-2819044135527463855?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2819044135527463855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=2819044135527463855&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2819044135527463855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2819044135527463855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/09/cristelleamberdesign.html' title='cristelleamberdesign'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SMMmXzwfgDI/AAAAAAAAAus/dP020UWQcqE/s72-c/P1010067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-4925734775248285463</id><published>2008-08-26T10:47:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T11:26:34.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>california dreamin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love california. most especially i love san diego. we spent the week catching up with old friends, surfin' the waves, running nude on the beach, and visiting a very special place...disneyland.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238886085473153666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SLRDI09dMoI/AAAAAAAAAtM/paGEDFmZpZo/s320/P1010045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238890398432769330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SLRHD3_KNTI/AAAAAAAAAuE/6XQqVcU3A6o/s320/P1010093.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;i've realized since having kids a vacation is no longer a vacation. there is a difference between a trip and a vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;trip: a whirlwind of activity; dirty children;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238886103514856018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SLRDJ4K7ulI/AAAAAAAAAtU/fiEEzwSJpc8/s320/P1010082.JPG" border="0" /&gt; living space that looks as tho someone has turned it upside down and shakin it a few times; tired children; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238890387663096562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SLRHDP3eCvI/AAAAAAAAAt0/OTkHI_2kumo/s320/P1010060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238890391623425026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SLRHDenr3AI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vRdtzr-VLTc/s320/P1010062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;eating snacks and treats all day long, then stuffing your face at dinner; running from restroom to restroom, praying for no accident; falling asleep on the couch immediately after the kids are down (so much for the quiet, relaxing evening you were looking forward to); tantrums; that priceless look on your childs face walking in the sand for the first time;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238892900433984402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SLRJVgqu-5I/AAAAAAAAAuM/lmrFeODsFUg/s320/P1010091.JPG" border="0" /&gt; the enormous smile seeing the princesses in person; sandy poops; catching a huge wave on the boogie board; watching the kids find sand crabs; jumping the waves, running away from the waves.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238886124362908962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SLRDLF1fxSI/AAAAAAAAAtk/avM2L5KyuvE/s320/P1010086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vacation: laying on the beach, listening to your ipod, or reading a book; a quiet evening at an expensive restaraunt; showering everday, maybe taking a bubble bath or two; sleeping in; having conversations with your significant other.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238886112882141906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SLRDKbERKtI/AAAAAAAAAtc/JhLJneplex8/s320/P1010088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;really, there is no comparison. look at that happy family. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-4925734775248285463?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/4925734775248285463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=4925734775248285463&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/4925734775248285463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/4925734775248285463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/08/california-dreamin.html' title='california dreamin&apos;'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SLRDI09dMoI/AAAAAAAAAtM/paGEDFmZpZo/s72-c/P1010045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-5111248154882175909</id><published>2008-08-10T20:40:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T21:51:56.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>35 i love yous...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; i love your smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love your half smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i loved our first date, even though you thought i was weird&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love to watch you play with ella and brynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love to listen to you snore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love your stinky morning smell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love when you set a goal, you achieve it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love that you love the outdoors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love to listen to your childhood memories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love your goofy moods&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love your hugs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love your perfectly round head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love that you'll rewind a commercial several times because it makes you laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love that you love being a father&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love the way you plug your nose under the water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love how you hold me when i am sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love that you give me compliments &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love how excited you get over things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love to see you all dressed up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love how meticulous you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love when you grill steaks, yummy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i loved how you proposed, it was perfect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love when you surprise me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love that you'll rub my fat, swollen feet when i'm prego&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love that you are willing to work so hard to provide for our family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love your sexy dance, whoa baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love how you hung your surf board in the garage, but mostly how proud you were of it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love that you want a big family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love how happy you make me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love how you drive me crazy sometimes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love how nice you keep our yard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love when you belt out in song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love when we snuggle on the couch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love that you let me sit in your massage chair all those years ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love that you are mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love you, babe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;happy birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233117549158211266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SJ_Er0lwHsI/AAAAAAAAAtE/T0T_T7z-pDo/s320/P1010029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-5111248154882175909?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5111248154882175909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=5111248154882175909&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/5111248154882175909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/5111248154882175909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/08/35-i-love-yous.html' title='35 i love yous...'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SJ_Er0lwHsI/AAAAAAAAAtE/T0T_T7z-pDo/s72-c/P1010029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-2017546944881818502</id><published>2008-08-05T11:11:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:18:45.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>project: paint</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SJiZH9va85I/AAAAAAAAAsk/LecSUVCrVPE/s1600-h/P1010058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231099329302426514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SJiZH9va85I/AAAAAAAAAsk/LecSUVCrVPE/s320/P1010058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i'm always looking for little projects that will entertain my kids for awhile. so far, i've not found any that occupy them for more than 5 minutes. &lt;p&gt;on our weekly trip to the craft store, we picked up a little wood doll for ella and ashlyn to color and some&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; red&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; blue&lt;/span&gt; paint. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231101026604551026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SJiaqwryC3I/AAAAAAAAAss/M-tImy6GnN8/s320/P1010066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231099309664234978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SJiZG0lT7eI/AAAAAAAAAsU/0XwwGnrjdmc/s320/P1010057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was ready, as soon as we got home i ripped open the packages and spread out paper and they went to work. after brynn was covered with paint, i thought "is this paint washable??"&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231099295302114594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SJiZF_FHXSI/AAAAAAAAAsM/EcO7zP8-pmU/s320/P1010060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;well, still not entertained for more than 5 minutes, but just look at how much can get done in such a short amount of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-2017546944881818502?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2017546944881818502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=2017546944881818502&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2017546944881818502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2017546944881818502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/08/project-paint.html' title='project: paint'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SJiZH9va85I/AAAAAAAAAsk/LecSUVCrVPE/s72-c/P1010058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-4516006647804925718</id><published>2008-07-31T10:53:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:18:46.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>there is beauty all around</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SJH9Pe0ANyI/AAAAAAAAAr0/mjOIu8Rqj2E/s1600-h/Photo022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229239084764903202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SJH9Pe0ANyI/AAAAAAAAAr0/mjOIu8Rqj2E/s320/Photo022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i love the canyon, especially in the middle of HOT july! it was a pleasant 75 degrees and the wildflowers...wow. it's sort of become tradition to go up the canyon during the summer. although we always seem to miss the flower season and get the end of it, where there is a small patch still alive and we try desperately to get that coveted shot, but you only have about a minute to try and capture it, because after that minute, the flower petals lay wilted on the ground. they must have recognized me at the gate, as i was driving away she yells "please don't pick our flowers" okay i laugh, wouldn't want that to happen.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229241435332679378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SJH_YTXCFtI/AAAAAAAAAsE/5L1GdqC7PWg/s320/Photo003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229239066008767186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SJH9OY8MStI/AAAAAAAAArk/zBxLciOs6WE/s320/Photo001.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, we remembered to go up a couple weeks earlier this year and am so glad we did. i had so much fun and so did my kids. we took a little picnic that all the flies enjoyed, not my children, they were begging food off everyone else. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229239073570084978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SJH9O1G82HI/AAAAAAAAArs/miEFSTUsF9A/s320/Photo025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;we had fun trampeling the flowers. i tried to get some good photos, but i will blame it on my camera. it takes a good 30 seconds of holding down the button to get a picture. alas, you will find some good ones &lt;a href="http://www.gillargirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://lehapenins.blogspot.com/2008/07/wildflowers.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229241418563525906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SJH_XU49HRI/AAAAAAAAAr8/9xm7IT0a0tk/s320/Photo038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;oh dear, someone needs to go potty. run ella run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-4516006647804925718?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/4516006647804925718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=4516006647804925718&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/4516006647804925718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/4516006647804925718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/07/there-is-beauty-all-around.html' title='there is beauty all around'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SJH9Pe0ANyI/AAAAAAAAAr0/mjOIu8Rqj2E/s72-c/Photo022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-5024822716780430905</id><published>2008-07-29T15:07:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:18:47.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how does your garden grow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SI-WfoeEhYI/AAAAAAAAArM/gG8PWqMIeng/s1600-h/P1010016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228563162584089986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SI-WfoeEhYI/AAAAAAAAArM/gG8PWqMIeng/s320/P1010016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;my garden is flourishing this year. i love to examine each of my vegetables. are they ready to pick yet? or as ella will say "are they red yet?" so i have many a green tomato and am just waiting for them to ripen up, so we can slap on some cottage cheese and salt and pepper and enjoy a nice summer meal. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228563188557859938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SI-WhJOszGI/AAAAAAAAArc/gS_1hyBWYZQ/s320/P1010011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;i've had several zucchini, and have already made zucchini bread a couple times, what else do you use zucchini for?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228563173521334466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SI-WgRNtoMI/AAAAAAAAArU/7XBP47aba5I/s320/P1010009.JPG" border="0" /&gt; i have a whole 8 corn stalks and the ears are poking through, but as of the last couple days they having taken a turn for the worse, i don't think they are growing anymore. boo. well, if nothing comes of it, at least i can use the stalks this fall on my festive front porch...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-5024822716780430905?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5024822716780430905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=5024822716780430905&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/5024822716780430905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/5024822716780430905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-does-your-garden-grow.html' title='how does your garden grow'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SI-WfoeEhYI/AAAAAAAAArM/gG8PWqMIeng/s72-c/P1010016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-2717712399471407642</id><published>2008-07-29T07:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T07:57:50.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gross</title><content type='html'>i just pulled the longest hair out of the front of my neck. yuck. so please, if you ever see a long piece of hair coming out where it shouldn't be, let me know, i'd be much obliged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-2717712399471407642?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2717712399471407642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=2717712399471407642&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2717712399471407642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2717712399471407642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/07/gross.html' title='gross'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-2157482338883520578</id><published>2008-07-09T07:58:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:18:48.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ahh Zion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SHTaiPgQoAI/AAAAAAAAArA/g0Iu6CD5Q4I/s1600-h/zion1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221038149841494018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SHTaiPgQoAI/AAAAAAAAArA/g0Iu6CD5Q4I/s320/zion1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;i love this place. i have been going here every year since i was born. there is a peaceful feeling here. i love hearing the rush of the river and the trees rustling in the breeze. even though it was 100 +, we spent most of our days in the river or in the pool. we took a ride down the river in some tubes. i had B, she was a little nervous and would try and climb off me while we were going down some ferocious rapids. luckily, half hour into it she fell asleep. it was &lt;em&gt;extremely&lt;/em&gt; relaxing after that.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221036202377363506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SHTYw4ooQDI/AAAAAAAAAqo/KhhXV1sE_g8/s320/p1010149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we hit the parade the morning of the 4th. i'm glad we got there on time, if we had been three minutes late we would have missed the whole thing! the kids enjoyed mounds of candy, and i enjoyed two very hyper-active little ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221036212120390322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SHTYxc7jCrI/AAAAAAAAAqw/b_28H0uzA1o/s320/p1010145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;we also took a hike up to temple of sinawa, and hiked a mile up the narrows; stopped for a bit and enjoyed the cool water. J had the backpack with E in it. i had the bjourn with B in it (she's a little big for that thing) and a camel back. B was facing forward and would lean over so far trying to touch the water. i think we must've looked a little strange, we got alot of funny looks and laughs.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221036199545356706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SHTYwuFbQaI/AAAAAAAAAqg/4s4czs7HMNU/s320/joebraun-zion260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i love watching my kids play in the river, throwing rocks and catching polliwogs, getting muddy and watching the ants crawling around the dirt. ahh zion, i love you. until next year...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-2157482338883520578?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2157482338883520578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=2157482338883520578&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2157482338883520578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2157482338883520578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/07/ahh-zion.html' title='ahh Zion'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SHTaiPgQoAI/AAAAAAAAArA/g0Iu6CD5Q4I/s72-c/zion1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-5827890155031350212</id><published>2008-06-26T15:10:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:18:48.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepover</title><content type='html'>Yea, we decided to have a little sleepover. We had a hard time getting Rosie out of the high-chair, so she had to come as is. It was a little squishy, but we all managed to fit. It was a total party!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216316537121903826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SGQUQNcllNI/AAAAAAAAAqY/EtUI3Yr2Lag/s320/P1010072+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-5827890155031350212?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5827890155031350212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=5827890155031350212&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/5827890155031350212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/5827890155031350212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/06/sleepover.html' title='Sleepover'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SGQUQNcllNI/AAAAAAAAAqY/EtUI3Yr2Lag/s72-c/P1010072+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-8593904296179845405</id><published>2008-06-11T14:46:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:18:50.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Very Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SFH0Hl0bU3I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/MLoSQSVB42E/s1600-h/ds-kids-logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211214655092642674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SFH0Hl0bU3I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/MLoSQSVB42E/s320/ds-kids-logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SFBKRCKzH5I/AAAAAAAAApg/WG2K9S0olvU/s1600-h/ds-kids-hm-index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210746425368059794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SFBKRCKzH5I/AAAAAAAAApg/WG2K9S0olvU/s320/ds-kids-hm-index.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am loving this new &lt;a href="http://www.directsourcekids.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;. They have the most adorable, pottery-barninsh childrens furniture. I've been looking for a white bunk bed, for when the girls get to share a room and am liking both of these. Good thing I have awhile to decide. What to do...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210747528451501378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SFBLRPeYrUI/AAAAAAAAAqA/n4Z7cetUYiQ/s320/lea-getawaybunk2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210747527328239698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SFBLRLSlEFI/AAAAAAAAAqI/toW1JQPfo24/s320/LF229_977RNew_980_fpo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I came across the most delightful childrens art, whilst I was &lt;a href="http://bohemiafile.blogspot.com/2008/05/sarah-jane-studio.html"&gt;blog hopping&lt;/a&gt;. These pretty little prints would be so charming in a little girls room (my little girls room!)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210746434042162130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SFBKRie3a9I/AAAAAAAAApw/Q0f6nPZvxBg/s320/il_430xN_28379103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210746435115730994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SFBKRme0yDI/AAAAAAAAAp4/_XVz-vn-3Rk/s320/il_430xN_23188506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-8593904296179845405?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/8593904296179845405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=8593904296179845405&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/8593904296179845405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/8593904296179845405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/06/life-is-very-good.html' title='Life is Very Good'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SFH0Hl0bU3I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/MLoSQSVB42E/s72-c/ds-kids-logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-5823356628842175710</id><published>2008-05-28T20:40:00.015-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:18:51.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B is for Brynn</title><content type='html'>Alright, I have finally finished another project. It really does take me way too long to do these things. If I could just find 2 solid hours with no interuptions, I would really get ALOT done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I was able to finish this one. I hung it in Brynn's room (obviously). It is nice to get something done. One more check on my humongous (sp?) list of projects I want to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Supplies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12" unfinished wood letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;paint color of your choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2-3 coordinating cardstock papers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dark walnut stain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;modge podge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;your choice of accessories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SD4npo8zOiI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/AsBMIb9aZRQ/s1600-h/P1010052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205641815607425570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SD4npo8zOiI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/AsBMIb9aZRQ/s200/P1010052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. Paint the back side of letter only with your choice of paint color. (This color will only show slightly on the sides of the letter that are not covered with paper. It just gives it a more finished look.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SD4nqY8zOjI/AAAAAAAAAoY/unyrW6x9Eh8/s1600-h/P1010053.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SD4nqo8zOkI/AAAAAAAAAog/A-vI4-ipDPQ/s1600-h/P1010054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205641832787294786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SD4nqo8zOkI/AAAAAAAAAog/A-vI4-ipDPQ/s200/P1010054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2. Trace sections of the letter onto paper of your choice. Modge Podge sections onto letter and smooth out with a credit card or ruler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SD4nrY8zOlI/AAAAAAAAAoo/TDhv5_Uqeh8/s1600-h/p1010040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205641845672196690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SD4nrY8zOlI/AAAAAAAAAoo/TDhv5_Uqeh8/s200/p1010040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3. Sand edges of paper until it is flush with the wood. Once it is all smooth, apply small amount of dark stain. You can later go over the stain with a damp cloth and wipe off stain until you get desired look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SD4roI8zOmI/AAAAAAAAAow/j_iVIW9tt6E/s1600-h/p1010042+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SD4ugo8zOpI/AAAAAAAAApI/1pRh8V9qhTo/s1600-h/p1010043+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205649357569997458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SD4ugo8zOpI/AAAAAAAAApI/1pRh8V9qhTo/s200/p1010043+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4. Apply ribbon, flowers, or any accessory to your letter. I used these flowers and hot glued some of the petals onto the letter and also applied a small amount of stain to the edges of the petals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-5823356628842175710?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5823356628842175710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=5823356628842175710&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/5823356628842175710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/5823356628842175710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/05/b-is-for-brynn.html' title='B is for Brynn'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SD4npo8zOiI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/AsBMIb9aZRQ/s72-c/P1010052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-5304032741278295758</id><published>2008-05-22T21:12:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:18:52.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Princesses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SDZJh48zOQI/AAAAAAAAAmA/N_SbWnwUD_8/s1600-h/P1010026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203427266045098242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SDZJh48zOQI/AAAAAAAAAmA/N_SbWnwUD_8/s320/P1010026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;I never thought I would have girlie girls. I'm more of a tom boy, I was never into dress-ups or dolls. Although Joe was, I guess that must be who they got it from:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203427278930000162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SDZJio8zOSI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/CVck_WUpaco/s320/P1010002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywho, these little ladies are already so in love with dress-ups. The first thing Ella does in the morning is get into her Cinderella dress. Even Brynn loves to get in her dress (Ella has assigned her one) and clunk around in her high heels. The funny thing is they don't really play, they just kind of twirl around and wave their wand at things...turning them into dogs, cats, princesses, pretty dresses, etc...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203427274635032850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SDZJiY8zORI/AAAAAAAAAmI/p_tYnYJ1ayo/s320/p1010031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Disneyland is sounding like the perfect place for them right now!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203427283224967474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SDZJi48zOTI/AAAAAAAAAmY/w5hE5FUC5Nc/s320/300px-SBC50.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-5304032741278295758?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5304032741278295758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=5304032741278295758&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/5304032741278295758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/5304032741278295758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/05/little-princesses.html' title='Little Princesses'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SDZJh48zOQI/AAAAAAAAAmA/N_SbWnwUD_8/s72-c/P1010026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-7911806040253055801</id><published>2008-05-09T19:49:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:18:53.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ella's Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I finally have made a little progress in Ella's room. We put a couple of shelves up and pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198577281087588882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SCUOfnCkShI/AAAAAAAAAlI/N-ZlZVIBVfE/s400/P1010008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198577263907719682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SCUOenCkSgI/AAAAAAAAAlA/i8v2KEFoIA0/s400/p1010003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ella got a hold of the camera, and apparantly she thought this would be a great picture. Joe is always telling me I got crack! And now you get a little crack, enjoy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198577289677523490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SCUOgHCkSiI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/8H6nKUjImMg/s400/P1010019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-7911806040253055801?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7911806040253055801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=7911806040253055801&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/7911806040253055801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/7911806040253055801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/05/ellas-room.html' title='Ella&apos;s Room'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SCUOfnCkShI/AAAAAAAAAlI/N-ZlZVIBVfE/s72-c/P1010008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-3069054520541523573</id><published>2008-04-30T15:17:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:18:55.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well, I guess it is about time I post Ellas birthday. After seeing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mattandjylaire.blogspot.com/2008/04/cake-craziness.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I was a little embarrassed to post my beautiful cake. Let me justify, I was in a total hurry and had only 1/2 hour to create this masterpiece. (It looked really good in my mind.) In my rush of finishing the frosting, Joe asked me if it was a temple. That just made me more self conscious. Aw well. (It's a castle, for those still wondering.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195252207214130738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SBk-W1mP9jI/AAAAAAAAAk4/ay4Akc_5bXA/s400/P1010041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Enough of that. My little monkey is a year older and it make me a little bit teary. Where oh where does the time go? We just had a family party this year. I think I would have done a friend bday, but I did one last year and let's just say 2 year olds are not easily entertained for more than 3 minutes! So, I decided I needed one more year to recover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195168262078330322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SBjyAlmP9dI/AAAAAAAAAkI/lQ7o4nGH4Iw/s400/P1010468+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;One Year Old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195168270668264930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SBjyBFmP9eI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/yV26zM9k_E4/s400/P1010028+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Two Year Old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195248560786896370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SBk7ClmP9fI/AAAAAAAAAkY/sioAg_a6e5M/s400/P1010043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Three Year Old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195252198624196130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SBk-WVmP9iI/AAAAAAAAAkw/FHKTqn87IVg/s400/P1010038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We started off the day early, eating cake mix in our underwear.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195248573671798274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SBk7DVmP9gI/AAAAAAAAAkg/C8WwxiH7wzY/s400/P1010054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It was super windy outside. All the kids tied on balloons and ran through the backyard, getting caught together every couple of seconds! It was fun to watch. If I knew how to download video, I'd let you take a gander, but alas, that is way out of my league.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195248582261732882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SBk7D1mP9hI/AAAAAAAAAko/UnxYFHu-Rb0/s400/P1010056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;She was in heaven with all of her new dress-ups. All the girls got in on it. A dress for everyone!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-3069054520541523573?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/3069054520541523573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=3069054520541523573&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/3069054520541523573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/3069054520541523573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SBk-W1mP9jI/AAAAAAAAAk4/ay4Akc_5bXA/s72-c/P1010041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-3230881152689696734</id><published>2008-04-16T13:42:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:18:55.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coloring...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;love my showers. I take as much time as the hot water will allow. Most days, my kids are pretty entertained with each other that I don't worry too much. Well, the other day I think Ella forgot that your &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; supposed to color on paper...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189947491486549666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SAZlvvj8RqI/AAAAAAAAAjY/slzwLYwPfYo/s400/P1010059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aw well, what do ya do...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189947092054591122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SAZlYfj8RpI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/AZY84HE_hLg/s400/P1010058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure was fun 'til mom took the marker away!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-3230881152689696734?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/3230881152689696734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=3230881152689696734&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/3230881152689696734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/3230881152689696734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/04/coloring.html' title='Coloring...'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SAZlvvj8RqI/AAAAAAAAAjY/slzwLYwPfYo/s72-c/P1010059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-3067751476768780628</id><published>2008-04-10T21:14:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:18:55.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Babes</title><content type='html'>I don't mean to boast, but I really do think I have exceptionally cute kids. I think they just got the &lt;em&gt;very best&lt;/em&gt; genes of both of us! Anywho, we had pictures done a few weeks ago and even though Brynn was being a little stinker, &lt;a href="http://fancypantsportraits.com/"&gt;FPP&lt;/a&gt; was so great, she did a &lt;em&gt;fantastic&lt;/em&gt; job, I had a hard time choosing what to order!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R_7l03okdnI/AAAAAAAAAjI/ltVqELcU4H0/s1600-h/beecroft+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187836517227460210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R_7l03okdnI/AAAAAAAAAjI/ltVqELcU4H0/s400/beecroft+family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just got them back and am so happy with them! I can't wait to hang them up now. Yeah, finally something to put on the walls...(as Joe is telling me NOT to hang anything up until we &lt;em&gt;discuss&lt;/em&gt; it). Whatever babe, just &lt;em&gt;wait&lt;/em&gt; until you get home...HA HA HA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-3067751476768780628?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/3067751476768780628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=3067751476768780628&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/3067751476768780628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/3067751476768780628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-babes.html' title='My Babes'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R_7l03okdnI/AAAAAAAAAjI/ltVqELcU4H0/s72-c/beecroft+family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-4848204460628445020</id><published>2008-04-06T12:08:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:18:56.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the Sweetest Thing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congratulations to my two younger sisters. They welcomed their first little ones Ty and Bostyn on Friday. I love you both so much and am so proud of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186217678764748674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R_klgEafr4I/AAAAAAAAAi4/-2C_r-OVDAA/s400/p1010100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll love you forever,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll like you for always,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As long as I'm living&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My baby you'll be.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186217670174814066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R_klfkafr3I/AAAAAAAAAiw/U-8Mn5qUu0Y/s400/p1010104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bostyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Between the dark and the daylight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When the- night is beginning to lower,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Comes a pause in the days occupations,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That is known as the Children's Hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear in the chamber above me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The patter of little feet,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The sound of a door that is opened,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And voices soft and sweet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my study I see in the lamplight&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Descending the broad hall stair,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And Edith with golden hair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whisper, and then a silence:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yet I know by their merry eyes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They are plotting and planning together&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;To take me by surprise.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sudden rush from the stairway,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A sudden raid from the hall!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;By three doors left unguarded&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They enter my castle wall!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They climb up into my turret&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;O'er the arms and back of my chair,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If I try to escape, they surround me;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They seem to be everywhere.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They almost devour me with kisses,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Their arms about me entwine,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Till I think of the Bishop of Bingen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In his Mouse-Tower on the Rhine!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think, 0 blue-eyed banditti,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Because you have scaled the wall,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Such an old mustache as I am&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Is not a match for you all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have you fast in my fortress,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And will not let you depart,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But put you down into the dungeon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In the round-tower of my heart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there will I keep you forever,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yes, forever and a day,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Till the walls shall crumble to ruin,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And moulder in dust away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-4848204460628445020?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/4848204460628445020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=4848204460628445020&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/4848204460628445020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/4848204460628445020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/04/sweetest-thing.html' title='the Sweetest Thing...'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R_klgEafr4I/AAAAAAAAAi4/-2C_r-OVDAA/s72-c/p1010100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-2272821892554357450</id><published>2008-04-02T21:43:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T07:26:23.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ABC's</title><content type='html'>A: ATTACHED OR SINGLE? Attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: BEST FRIENDS: My Sistas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: CAKE OR PIE? Jamoca Almond Fudge Pie scrumptous! It's added to my behind the next morning, but it is SOOO worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: DAY OF CHOICE: Sunday, I love to veg and visit family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E: ESSENTIAL ITEMS: good hand lotion that's not too slimy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: FAVORITE COLORS: Yellow and Blue Jade (the color of Brynns room)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: GUMMY BEARS OR WORMS? Bears covered with chocolate mmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: HOMETOWN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I:FAVORITE INDULGENCE: brownies just pulled from the oven, dipped in milk (Yeah, I ate a pan of them tonight...no, I did not share...I was the only one who finished my dinner!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: JANUARY OR JULY? Would anyone pick January? JULY for sure and this year I'm not complaining that it is too hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K: KIDS? two little babes Ella (2) Brynn (15 months)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L: LIFE ISN'T COMPLETE WITHOUT... desserts, and sunny days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: MARRIAGE DATE? April 20, 2000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: NUMBER OF BROTHERS AND SISTERS: 4 sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O: ORANGES OR APPLES?Oranges, nice juicy ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: PHOBIA OR FEARS: my biggest fear is that someone will kidnap one of my kids and do horrible things to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: QUOTE: If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all (that's for you Joe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R: REASONS TO SMILE: I am ready to be an aunt two times...can't wait:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S:SUPERMAN OR WONDER WOMAN? Superman. I've never seen wonder woman, but I am A wonder woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T: TAG 5 PEOPLE: tiff, ash, krista, jamie, kamie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U: UNKNOWN FACT ABOUT ME: This is embarrassing, but I scratch 'n' sniff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V: VEGETABLE: sauteed asparagus with butter and a touch of lemon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W: WORST HABIT: picking my nose and tooting in front of my kids (not a good habit to get into)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X: X-RAY OR ULTRASOUND? Ultrasound for sure. What's more beautiful than seeing your baby when they are only 20 weeks old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y: YOUR FAVORITE FOOD: A good tender, juicy steak, preferrably prime rib&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z: ZODIAC SIGN: Scorpio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-2272821892554357450?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2272821892554357450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=2272821892554357450&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2272821892554357450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2272821892554357450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/04/abcs.html' title='ABC&apos;s'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-727885020057681615</id><published>2008-04-02T20:28:00.013-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:18:57.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Mother Nature...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R_RPw0afrxI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Fn_JJGucLHU/s1600-h/113791734_06b3f38f30_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184856771132370706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R_RPw0afrxI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Fn_JJGucLHU/s200/113791734_06b3f38f30_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm feeling a little blue. I know spring is coming, but it sure feels like it is taking long to get here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R_RPQkafruI/AAAAAAAAAho/BO0h0XOtuQU/s1600-h/2351666503_6d0bb90cb8_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184856217081589474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R_RPQkafruI/AAAAAAAAAho/BO0h0XOtuQU/s200/2351666503_6d0bb90cb8_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I at least get some buds on the trees? Maybe a little sunshine, that would be loverly:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R_RPwkafrwI/AAAAAAAAAh4/P5nbiGnYRpY/s1600-h/15768315_e460bfa71a_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184856766837403394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R_RPwkafrwI/AAAAAAAAAh4/P5nbiGnYRpY/s200/15768315_e460bfa71a_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And just one more little itty bitty favor; Please, please no more snow, it's just not fun anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R_RPQkafrvI/AAAAAAAAAhw/gGRHtpEhcrU/s1600-h/2298230874_fbaea47f66_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184856217081589490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R_RPQkafrvI/AAAAAAAAAhw/gGRHtpEhcrU/s200/2298230874_fbaea47f66_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R_RPxEafryI/AAAAAAAAAiI/0YAgShRlSlY/s1600-h/153031392_e4edd41bdb_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184856775427338018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R_RPxEafryI/AAAAAAAAAiI/0YAgShRlSlY/s200/153031392_e4edd41bdb_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-727885020057681615?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/727885020057681615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=727885020057681615&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/727885020057681615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/727885020057681615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/04/dear-mother-nature.html' title='Dear Mother Nature...'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R_RPw0afrxI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Fn_JJGucLHU/s72-c/113791734_06b3f38f30_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-2731648533998008031</id><published>2008-03-28T12:20:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:18:58.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Bunny Foo Foo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed down south again this year for Easter! It was SO beautiful. Sunny, warm weather it was fabulous! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R-1IrUafrpI/AAAAAAAAAhA/KYCs_UrtpUw/s1600-h/P1010050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182878655224721042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R-1IrUafrpI/AAAAAAAAAhA/KYCs_UrtpUw/s320/P1010050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday, we found an easter egg hunt at a park there, so Ella and I went. I thought she would be pretty aggressive this year (since we practiced) but I think there were just too many kids. She got a few pieces of candy, but what she really enjoyed were the chicks they had there. She wanted to hold all of them. I had to take quick pictures before she choked them to death or broke their wings!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R-1GckafrnI/AAAAAAAAAgw/cZdyxntP9xE/s1600-h/P1010056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182876202798394994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R-1GckafrnI/AAAAAAAAAgw/cZdyxntP9xE/s320/P1010056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The place we stayed was really nice and had several pools to choose from. We laid out by the pool almost everyday. Ella loves the water and had fun playing with her cousins in it!! Brynn was a little bit sick the first couple days, so she would just lay in the shade next to me. It was surprisingly very relaxing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R-1Ir0afrrI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/tinxgJcnD-E/s1600-h/P1010071.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R-1IrkafrqI/AAAAAAAAAhI/IA5FrJO2Iw4/s1600-h/P1010068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182878659519688354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R-1IrkafrqI/AAAAAAAAAhI/IA5FrJO2Iw4/s320/P1010068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Sunday, Brynn was doing much better and found her easter basket right away! They both had fun looking for the easter eggs and really enjoyed what was inside. YUMMY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought way too much candy...so I'm really glad I left most of it there in the condo...kinda glad...okay I'm really missing it, we are almost out!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R-1Gc0afroI/AAAAAAAAAg4/6b6e-udfrEY/s1600-h/P1010080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182876207093362306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R-1Gc0afroI/AAAAAAAAAg4/6b6e-udfrEY/s320/P1010080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R-1IsUafrsI/AAAAAAAAAhY/pmXAD7MRucQ/s1600-h/p1010085.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-2731648533998008031?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2731648533998008031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=2731648533998008031&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2731648533998008031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2731648533998008031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/03/little-bunny-foo-foo.html' title='Little Bunny Foo Foo...'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R-1IrUafrpI/AAAAAAAAAhA/KYCs_UrtpUw/s72-c/P1010050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-2217822446497105185</id><published>2008-03-17T12:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T12:54:54.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is a Muffin Top?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/DyO-z_7Ip9c' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/DyO-z_7Ip9c'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This commercial is hilarious! I saw it last night and was laughing so hard!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-2217822446497105185?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2217822446497105185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=2217822446497105185&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2217822446497105185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2217822446497105185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-is-muffin-top_17.html' title='What is a Muffin Top?'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-3170925677512049770</id><published>2008-03-13T22:29:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:00.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruit Pizza...yummy...yummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R9oQFSFwFlI/AAAAAAAAAfM/RMwqg-q8KxQ/s1600-h/P1010137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177468404557157970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R9oQFSFwFlI/AAAAAAAAAfM/RMwqg-q8KxQ/s320/P1010137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an awesome recipe for fruit pizza. Everytime I have made it, it's been an absolute hit. The best part is that it is SUPER easy. You can use whatever fruit you want too...it's great!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1/2 c butter, softened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3/4 c white sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 egg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 1/4 c flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 tsp cream of tartar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1/2 tsp baking soda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1/4 tsp salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 (8 ounce) pkg cream cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1/2 c white sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 tsp vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Preheat oven to 350 degrees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cream together butter and 3/4 c sugar until smooth. Mix in egg. Combine flour, cream of tartar, baking soda and salt; stir into the creamed mixture until just blended. Press dough onto an ungreased pizza pan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bake in preheated oven for 8-10 minutes, or until lightly browned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beat cream cheese with 1/2 c sugar and vanilla until light. Spread on cooled crust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Arrange desired fruit on top of filling, and chill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also use the recipe for sugar cookies too (minus the spread)...mmm...delicious:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoy!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-3170925677512049770?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/3170925677512049770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=3170925677512049770&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/3170925677512049770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/3170925677512049770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/03/fruit-pizzayummyyummy.html' title='Fruit Pizza...yummy...yummy'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R9oQFSFwFlI/AAAAAAAAAfM/RMwqg-q8KxQ/s72-c/P1010137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-6208183718433636771</id><published>2008-03-10T18:41:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:00.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R9XmViFwFZI/AAAAAAAAAdo/LQuBV_Mi9_U/s1600-h/P1010056+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176296604334822802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R9XmViFwFZI/AAAAAAAAAdo/LQuBV_Mi9_U/s320/P1010056+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ella is my little lady. She loves to get dressed up in fancy dresses and shoes. Every day she wants to wear a dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I had a great idea, I thought I am going to make a bunch of summer dresses for her and Brynn, so everyday this summer she can wear a dress. Well, I don't know how many I will get done, but I did finish one and much to my surprise it turned out pretty cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-6208183718433636771?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/6208183718433636771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=6208183718433636771&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/6208183718433636771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/6208183718433636771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/03/little-lady.html' title='Little Lady'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R9XmViFwFZI/AAAAAAAAAdo/LQuBV_Mi9_U/s72-c/P1010056+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-6966660435931495505</id><published>2008-03-07T11:45:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:01.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Invitations from Hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My two younger sisters are having babies and I couldn't be more excited!! They are both due in April, so naturally me, my older sis and mom are giving them a baby shower. I was put in charge of the invitations. Easy enough right...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WRONG&lt;/span&gt;, oh so wrong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175089241783276802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R9GcPyFwFQI/AAAAAAAAAcA/q6UivKUDEtA/s320/p2220061.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To start off these &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHOULD &lt;/span&gt;have been mailed out Wednesday and I did have good intentions. I started playing around with my CorelDraw (which is similar to Adobe, another free download for 15 days). I made some really cute ones. Then I printed one and thought what in the world am I thinking. First, my printer is almost out of ink, so there was just no way I could print 20 of these. And secondly, they really weren't &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt; cute once printed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R9GceCFwFRI/AAAAAAAAAcI/LuzIrCn-KyQ/s1600-h/bullseye__V2546705_.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175089486596412690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R9GceCFwFRI/AAAAAAAAAcI/LuzIrCn-KyQ/s200/bullseye__V2546705_.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, plan B. Target usually has really cute ones right?? So we (me, ella, brynn) all loaded in the car for a trip to Target. There were cute ones, but just not up to my expectations. So, we come out of Target, with no invites mind you, but with $70 worth of goods, that will all be returned at a later date. (At least that's what I told Joe.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175091896073065794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R9GeqSFwFUI/AAAAAAAAAcg/bnyZ1A5btR0/s320/P1010049.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;That night, (Wednesday) what do you know I can't sleep, because my mind is busy designing baby shower invitations. I'm so excited, I have a vision and am ready to get to work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175087729954788578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R9Ga3yFwFOI/AAAAAAAAAbw/qgRiuH5_-ZQ/s320/P1010053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, (Thursday) I sit down to create my masterpiece at 6:30pm. I am still sitting at 12:15am, and decide &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt;. I am about 65% done with these nightmarish invitations. And what do you know, I put the wrong freaking date on them....aahhhhhh!!! FYI for those who will be receiving invites, it is on the 15th &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; the 5th!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175088782221776114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R9Gb1CFwFPI/AAAAAAAAAb4/x6f0des6LhI/s320/P1010059.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywho, they are FINALLY done and next time I won't come up with any brilliant ideas, I'll just have to settle for the Target ones!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-6966660435931495505?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/6966660435931495505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=6966660435931495505&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/6966660435931495505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/6966660435931495505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/03/invitations-from-hell.html' title='Invitations from Hell'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R9GcPyFwFQI/AAAAAAAAAcA/q6UivKUDEtA/s72-c/p2220061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-4483956624752706078</id><published>2008-03-04T10:17:00.014-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:03.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Love of Music and Dancing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R82TZyWkCUI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Ci7GnHOp56A/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173953618140989762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R82TZyWkCUI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Ci7GnHOp56A/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And who is this handsome young man you ask? Well, he is Jason, the lead vocal of Lifehouse, whose concert Joe and I went to last night! I had such a blast! I love music and concerts, and love to get down and boogie!&lt;br /&gt;The opening bands were awesome too. If you are in need of a good make-out song, &lt;a href="http://collect.myspace.com/music/popup.cfm?num=3&amp;amp;time=undefined&amp;amp;fid=6090232&amp;amp;uid=1&amp;amp;t=ujT0YcO2KgmNT/O6BDNasarMFBkJQO8XqazerPofWkb" soe9u3djd01mvgvc5ecg5q="'=" d="NjA5MDIzMl4xMjA0NjI3Mjk2"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is a good one! You might recognize &lt;a href="http://collect.myspace.com/music/popup.cfm?num=3&amp;amp;time=undefined&amp;amp;fid=6090232&amp;amp;uid=1&amp;amp;t=ujT0YcO2KgmNT/O6BDNasarMFBkJQO8XqazerPofWkb" soe9u3djd01mvgvc5ecg5q="'=" d="NjA5MDIzMl4xMjA0NjI3Mjk2"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; one too. His name is Matt Nathanson, and he's been around awhile, I just never really heard any of his music, but he is a keeper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally thought the concert was done after Matt. I thought he was Lifehouse. (I wondered why I didn't recognize many of his songs) So I was sitting there along with everyone else, thinking we were waiting for his oncour, and Joe turns to me and asks what the last band was called and I said Lifehouse. He was like no, they haven't come on yet. I felt like a fool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R82ToiWkCVI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/V9J0y3MBFeI/s1600-h/287527388_4b3047d4e4_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173953871544060242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R82ToiWkCVI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/V9J0y3MBFeI/s200/287527388_4b3047d4e4_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was us dancing away. Well, me showing off my awesome dance moves. Joe had a good head bob going on! Only a handful of the crowd was dancing, I don't know how people can listen to music and just sit, I have to get up and move. Luckily, most people there were judging impaired so it didn't matter how bad my dancing skills were!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ladies, I feel a girls night coming on....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-4483956624752706078?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/4483956624752706078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=4483956624752706078&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/4483956624752706078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/4483956624752706078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/03/for-love-of-music-and-dancing.html' title='For the Love of Music and Dancing'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R82TZyWkCUI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Ci7GnHOp56A/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-8853750841090051548</id><published>2008-02-24T20:33:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:05.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girlfriends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R8I3eCHXfRI/AAAAAAAAAaI/vwN5bLt-RCQ/s1600-h/p2240138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170756311278124306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R8I3eCHXfRI/AAAAAAAAAaI/vwN5bLt-RCQ/s320/p2240138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just got home to a &lt;em&gt;very &lt;/em&gt;tired hubby and my two beautiful girls. They both came running up to the door in their matching onesies as I walked in. Oh my sweet babes. It has been good for me to get away for a couple days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My bestest girlfriends all went away for a relaxing weekend. We stayed in a deluxe hotel suite, well maybe not deluxe, but we had a little room to dance, and we all got to sleep in a bed!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R8OKyiHXfWI/AAAAAAAAAaw/_YD0tHIME8Q/s1600-h/p2220074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171129397907258722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R8OKyiHXfWI/AAAAAAAAAaw/_YD0tHIME8Q/s320/p2220074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the parade of homes, which never fails to disappoint. I think we all saw some inspiring things. We are still trying to talk my mom into investing in a gorgeous vacation home. (See pictures below). Hey, she haggled the price down to 2.6 M, not bad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R8I5qyHXfTI/AAAAAAAAAaY/jh6_vQzIFM8/s1600-h/p2230116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170758729344711986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R8I5qyHXfTI/AAAAAAAAAaY/jh6_vQzIFM8/s320/p2230116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R8I5DiHXfSI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/gdhNl5zlDwk/s1600-h/p2230115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170758055034846498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R8I5DiHXfSI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/gdhNl5zlDwk/s320/p2230115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a play room in one of the houses. It was so cute.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R8OKzCHXfXI/AAAAAAAAAa4/WbCU_KSYiCw/s1600-h/p2230122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171129406497193330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R8OKzCHXfXI/AAAAAAAAAa4/WbCU_KSYiCw/s320/p2230122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the homes had a mini bathroom in it. The sink was miniature and the toilet. Ella would be begging me to be potty trained if she had that little toilet to go in!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R8OLuyHXfYI/AAAAAAAAAbA/GPYZZv0rfyY/s1600-h/p2220078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171130432994377090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R8OLuyHXfYI/AAAAAAAAAbA/GPYZZv0rfyY/s320/p2220078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for the good times girls, as always:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-8853750841090051548?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/8853750841090051548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=8853750841090051548&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/8853750841090051548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/8853750841090051548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-girlfriends.html' title='My Girlfriends'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R8I3eCHXfRI/AAAAAAAAAaI/vwN5bLt-RCQ/s72-c/p2240138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-1584691737418060326</id><published>2008-02-15T16:09:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:07.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy V-Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R7Yh5CHXfLI/AAAAAAAAAZE/LRUZZIX-j08/s1600-h/p1010024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167354886158253234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R7Yh5CHXfLI/AAAAAAAAAZE/LRUZZIX-j08/s400/p1010024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know it's a day late, but wanted to wish everyone a very happy valentines day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R7YgbSHXfGI/AAAAAAAAAYc/fUXYf8FUQhI/s1600-h/p1010015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167353275545517154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R7YgbSHXfGI/AAAAAAAAAYc/fUXYf8FUQhI/s320/p1010015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ella, Brynn and I made some yummy heart shaped sugar cookies. We iced them, well I iced them, Ella ate the icing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R7YgbCHXfFI/AAAAAAAAAYU/uHUksDHoz6o/s1600-h/p1010010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167353271250549842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R7YgbCHXfFI/AAAAAAAAAYU/uHUksDHoz6o/s320/p1010010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad stopped by in the morning to deliver some valentines for the kids. He used to lay out hearts on the table for us for valentines day, I like to do that for my kids now too! I love how excited Ella gets for things, even though she doesn't know why. She sees the hearts on the table and her eyes get really big "Wow mom, look at this!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R7YhTiHXfJI/AAAAAAAAAY0/PMpLwr1U-Uo/s1600-h/p1010022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167354241913158802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R7YhTiHXfJI/AAAAAAAAAY0/PMpLwr1U-Uo/s320/p1010022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R7YhTCHXfII/AAAAAAAAAYs/30342-K2KNo/s1600-h/p1010021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167354233323224194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R7YhTCHXfII/AAAAAAAAAYs/30342-K2KNo/s320/p1010021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We drove all around town delivering all our valentines. It was a fun day, except the accident Ella had. I sat her on the potty for 5 minutes and she wouldn't go, finally I took her off, knowing full well she was going to have an accident within the next 2 minutes and sure enough she did...potty training is NOT fun. She tells me sometimes "No more potty train." I must say though it sure has been nice not having to change 2 kids diapers all day long. I feel like I have an extra 1/2 hour a day!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167354873273351330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R7Yh4SHXfKI/AAAAAAAAAY8/W6pQqemo5BY/s400/p1010020.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Joe surprised me with some beautiful red roses and a card (the exact same card he gave me last year)! I remember things like that, he doesn't!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-1584691737418060326?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/1584691737418060326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=1584691737418060326&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/1584691737418060326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/1584691737418060326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-v-day.html' title='Happy V-Day'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R7Yh5CHXfLI/AAAAAAAAAZE/LRUZZIX-j08/s72-c/p1010024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-2529054546429374850</id><published>2008-02-11T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:08.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R7Cv2SHXe_I/AAAAAAAAAXk/pY5Ufzy9GSE/s1600-h/P1010139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165822119704493042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R7Cv2SHXe_I/AAAAAAAAAXk/pY5Ufzy9GSE/s320/P1010139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R7Cv5SHXfAI/AAAAAAAAAXs/CNjV7tY4e2I/s1600-h/P1010140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165822171244100610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R7Cv5SHXfAI/AAAAAAAAAXs/CNjV7tY4e2I/s320/P1010140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am really excited about the bedding I just got for Ella's room. I had looked EVERYWHERE, and the things I saw were cute but not exactly what I wanted. I finally found this online at JC Penney of all places, and it was a great price too. I am finally starting to get a few things done around my house and it's been very fun. Although at times I am so excited that I find myself decorating my house in my mind until the wee hours of the morning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ella was funny, she was dancing around the room singing "yeah, new bedding!" What was even more funny was realizing she was mimicking me, singing and dancing...who wouldv'e thought someone could get so excited about a simple quilt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-2529054546429374850?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2529054546429374850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=2529054546429374850&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2529054546429374850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2529054546429374850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/02/bedding.html' title='bedding'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R7Cv2SHXe_I/AAAAAAAAAXk/pY5Ufzy9GSE/s72-c/P1010139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-4012141864639931032</id><published>2008-02-01T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:10.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>still not funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R6NTnzFMn_I/AAAAAAAAAW0/R4-ZJ9mCkzc/s1600-h/P1010024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162061541088731122" style="WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" height="202" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R6NTnzFMn_I/AAAAAAAAAW0/R4-ZJ9mCkzc/s200/P1010024.JPG" width="253" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know most of you have probably experienced this at least once, unfortunately it was my turn a couple months ago. i took pictures thinking this is going to be funny someday...well, it still isn't and i can still smell it and the dry heaves begin. &lt;div&gt;i put brynn down with just a diaper on, that was my first mistake, NEVER do that, always put at least a onesie on. brynn was playing around not sleeping. finally, i go into her room and there is poop everywhere, and there is her diaper neatly &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R6NTpjFMoCI/AAAAAAAAAXM/0_f2N16z51o/s1600-h/P1010031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162061571153502242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R6NTpjFMoCI/AAAAAAAAAXM/0_f2N16z51o/s200/P1010031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lying on her bed with nothing on it. it was still hooked together like she just slid right out of it! she had it &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R6NTnTFMn-I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vc3D4xPthqU/s1600-h/P1010029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162061532498796514" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" height="143" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R6NTnTFMn-I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vc3D4xPthqU/s200/P1010029.JPG" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;smooshed between her fingers her binkie, lets just say it got thrown away, she had smudges on her mouth. yuck!!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R6NTpDFMoBI/AAAAAAAAAXE/gU2ujcXoqZY/s1600-h/P1010030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162061562563567634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R6NTpDFMoBI/AAAAAAAAAXE/gU2ujcXoqZY/s200/P1010030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R6NTojFMoAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/wOupSgohSgk/s1600-h/P1010032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162061553973633026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R6NTojFMoAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/wOupSgohSgk/s200/P1010032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;..so to all those who haven't experienced this yet, good luck and remember put a onesie on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-4012141864639931032?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/4012141864639931032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=4012141864639931032&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/4012141864639931032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/4012141864639931032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/02/still-not-funny.html' title='still not funny'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R6NTnzFMn_I/AAAAAAAAAW0/R4-ZJ9mCkzc/s72-c/P1010024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-3333748641378354378</id><published>2008-01-31T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:11.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mirrors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R6KI4TFMn7I/AAAAAAAAAWU/cyzeuC_kdn4/s1600-h/P1010148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161838623696134066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" height="102" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R6KI4TFMn7I/AAAAAAAAAWU/cyzeuC_kdn4/s200/P1010148.JPG" width="132" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i finished a project today! i'm so excited:) i bought these mirrors from ikea years ago and have never known what to do with them. i think i've painted them 4 or 5 times, but my cousin has the same mirrors and she embellished &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R6KJODFMn8I/AAAAAAAAAWc/1MmKkcDiuO0/s1600-h/P1010153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161838997358288834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" height="108" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R6KJODFMn8I/AAAAAAAAAWc/1MmKkcDiuO0/s200/P1010153.JPG" width="152" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;them so cute, so i did the same and i'm really proud of them they look really cute! the mirrors are really inexpensive $1.99/each and now you can get them in different colors. anyway, i'm just glad i got them done an&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R6KJnDFMn9I/AAAAAAAAAWk/CavtDuIMrx4/s1600-h/P1010154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161839426855018450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" height="117" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R6KJnDFMn9I/AAAAAAAAAWk/CavtDuIMrx4/s200/P1010154.JPG" width="141" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d had to share my happiness with all of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-3333748641378354378?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/3333748641378354378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=3333748641378354378&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/3333748641378354378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/3333748641378354378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/01/mirrors.html' title='mirrors'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R6KI4TFMn7I/AAAAAAAAAWU/cyzeuC_kdn4/s72-c/P1010148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-1788377258600959389</id><published>2008-01-27T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:11.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>daydreaming</title><content type='html'>alright i'm blogging again! it took me about a month to figure out my dang header...it's the best i can come up with for now, i still have 26 days left on my photoshop free download, so i've got a little time to play with it! i love blog hopping, everyone is so creative and so funny, it is fun to get inspired by all you bloggers out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been a little spacey lately, i find myself sitting on my ella's bed day dreaming, and 30 minutes later realize i haven't done one dang thing, except dream about decorating my house, which is quite difficult when joe and i have excessively long arguments about moving a dresser 6 inches to the right...that's a whole other story...don't get me started! some of you have been blessed to hear it...i will call you the lucky ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R51aChYOWCI/AAAAAAAAAV0/K1WkjDK9BdU/s1600-h/sm_franny_cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160379747402668066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R51aChYOWCI/AAAAAAAAAV0/K1WkjDK9BdU/s200/sm_franny_cartoon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho, i was talking to my sis, she is pretty much my psychotherapist, she referred me to &lt;a href="http://www.flylady.com/"&gt;http://www.flylady.com/&lt;/a&gt; it is a really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;good site to help any of you who need help organizing your time and getting things done! so i made a list of things to do tomorrow, and i tried hard not to put too much on there for fear that i will get overwhelmed and sit and daydream about finishing the rest of my list! seriously this is how i look about a half hour before joe gets home, and suddenly i realize i really should look like i at least got ready today...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-1788377258600959389?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/1788377258600959389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=1788377258600959389&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/1788377258600959389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/1788377258600959389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2008/01/alright-im-blogging-again-it-took-me.html' title='daydreaming'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R51aChYOWCI/AAAAAAAAAV0/K1WkjDK9BdU/s72-c/sm_franny_cartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-4383543699403320590</id><published>2007-12-27T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:13.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R3QGxnJAiqI/AAAAAAAAASk/3tUa2PIB5BI/s1600-h/PC160064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148747723381443234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R3QGxnJAiqI/AAAAAAAAASk/3tUa2PIB5BI/s320/PC160064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brynn is ONE!!! What a party we had, with cakes, balloons, presents and lots of family to show their support for our little peanut!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148742062614547074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R3QBoHJAioI/AAAAAAAAASU/R08RK_B3kUI/s320/PC160058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We had a barnyard bash with a pig cake (which was Brynns!) a cow cake (for all the other hoodlums there) and a chocolate zucchini cake (for the big kids aka adults)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148742045434677842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R3QBnHJAilI/AAAAAAAAAR8/jD54D3v8DB4/s320/PC160039.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148742032549775938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R3QBmXJAikI/AAAAAAAAAR0/KRXCFHLJyYg/s320/PC160038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brynn took cake eating very seriously, she would have devoured the whole thing if I would have let her. Face a mess, floor a mess, and high chair a mess ahh a success for sure!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148742049729645154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R3QBnXJAimI/AAAAAAAAASE/DqcNd2Rj7cE/s320/PC160049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Joe took the high chair outside for cleaning...except he forgot the cleaning part! The next morning I went to put Brynn in her chair and what do you know...the chair is gone, it is still outside, not in the backyard but the front porch for all to see:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148742054024612466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R3QBnnJAinI/AAAAAAAAASM/_Dvv0j--2_U/s320/PC160056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I ended up pouring lots of hot water over it to clean it off best I could!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148747719086475922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R3QGxXJAipI/AAAAAAAAASc/JFJgJev7TCo/s320/PC160060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had such a fun night and thanks for all who came!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-4383543699403320590?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/4383543699403320590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=4383543699403320590&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/4383543699403320590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/4383543699403320590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-year-old.html' title='One Year Old!'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R3QGxnJAiqI/AAAAAAAAASk/3tUa2PIB5BI/s72-c/PC160064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-92283019979134239</id><published>2007-12-03T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:13.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Batter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R1JKZiL3NKI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/aKnrK8544Sg/s1600-R/P1010106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139251927316903074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R1JKZiL3NKI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/4xVHpg2YOnU/s320/P1010106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;I love sweets, and I do believe I have passed that love along to Ella and Brynn! We decided to make chocolate chip cookies and the best part was licking the batter off the spoons and mixing bowl! Why is the batter so much better than the baked cookie???&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139251940201804994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R1JKaSL3NMI/AAAAAAAAARM/a3pbILIGpT8/s320/P1010110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139251931611870386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R1JKZyL3NLI/AAAAAAAAARE/D1WsWGCultA/s320/P1010109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-92283019979134239?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/92283019979134239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=92283019979134239&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/92283019979134239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/92283019979134239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2007/12/batter.html' title='Batter'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R1JKZiL3NKI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/4xVHpg2YOnU/s72-c/P1010106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-3793800296572197029</id><published>2007-12-01T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:14.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doggy House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R1HXriL3NFI/AAAAAAAAAQM/8b5zV8_Ebdo/s1600-R/P1010097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139125792717354066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R1HXriL3NFI/AAAAAAAAAQM/JvwHouV1hPE/s320/P1010097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Ella's favorite thing to do these days...make a "doggy house". Well, on this particular day it was the couch. They through all the pillows off the couch, with the help of their father, and arranged them into a "doggy house". The joys of childhood:) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139124985263502370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R1HW8iL3NCI/AAAAAAAAAP0/pcTNEB49MGg/s320/P1010101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I remember back making forts in our basement, we would spend hours and hours perfecting our little hut!! I love to see my kids enjoying the same things I did when I was young!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139124998148404290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R1HW9SL3NEI/AAAAAAAAAQE/QkK5LALp-aw/s320/P1010100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139126329588266082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R1HYKyL3NGI/AAAAAAAAAQU/PrcOJTGsOOQ/s320/P1010098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-3793800296572197029?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/3793800296572197029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=3793800296572197029&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/3793800296572197029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/3793800296572197029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2007/12/doggy-house.html' title='Doggy House'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R1HXriL3NFI/AAAAAAAAAQM/JvwHouV1hPE/s72-c/P1010097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-1632798754737327088</id><published>2007-11-18T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:15.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R0DNET0H3EI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ay2fY6T8bt0/s1600-h/P1010051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134329049124428866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R0DNET0H3EI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ay2fY6T8bt0/s320/P1010051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R0DNFD0H3FI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ttsRKpLsTQw/s1600-h/P1010053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134329062009330770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R0DNFD0H3FI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ttsRKpLsTQw/s320/P1010053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R0DNFT0H3GI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ojUYCezD7VI/s1600-h/P1010050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134329066304298082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R0DNFT0H3GI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ojUYCezD7VI/s320/P1010050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got jealous of all the leaf photos everyone has, so Ella and I raked up all the leaves we had in the backyard and made a puny little pile. Ella had so much fun out there. After I had come in, she just stayed out there and sat in the leaves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-1632798754737327088?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/1632798754737327088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=1632798754737327088&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/1632798754737327088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/1632798754737327088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2007/11/fall-fun.html' title='Fall Fun'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/R0DNET0H3EI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ay2fY6T8bt0/s72-c/P1010051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-2079707677945124996</id><published>2007-11-14T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T16:11:42.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>So my kids are both asleep! Yeah for me, and I did try to take a nap, but unfortunately I find I can't really take naps anymore, that really sucks! Anyway, all my TO DO's are checked off for the day so I am a little bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized the past few weeks my love of music, what a huge part of my life it has always been, having a dad in the radio business we grew up listening all the time dancing upstairs turning the lights on and off really fast for the effect of a strobe light! Coming down the stairs singing into a mixing spoon or spatula (my sisters and I would fight over who was the lead singer) I was usually a back up dancer and singer! I'd forgotten how much I love it!! So I decided to download a bunch of songs, ya know the good stuff from the 90s and I just love listening, it totally puts me in such a good mood. I dance around the house with the kids and they laugh and look at me like I'm really silly. I catch glimpses in the mirror to see how my dancing skills are...unfortunately it is not a pretty sight! Good Times, anywho, that is my shpill for the day...anyone want to go dancing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-2079707677945124996?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2079707677945124996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=2079707677945124996&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2079707677945124996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2079707677945124996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2007/11/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-286449758194724191</id><published>2007-11-11T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:16.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Mom</title><content type='html'>We had a really good lesson in RS today on Womanhood. The comments were wonderful and it is so great to be uplifted and reguvinated for the coming week. I think being "just a mom" is the most wonderful thing in the world. I absolutely &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; being able to stay home with my kids and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;teach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;them and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with them and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;watch them grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I hope I can reflect the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I have in my calling as a mother to my children, so this is what they &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to do when they get older. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131769150036429602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="403" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Rze02kk6yyI/AAAAAAAAAOw/uVfDrR_vLkw/s400/beecroft+family+003+(2).jpg" width="356" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131770601735375698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Rze2LEk6y1I/AAAAAAAAAPI/jH-nletfKKo/s400/P1010001.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Joy of Womanhood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Margaret Nadauld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Women of God can never be like women of the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The world has enough women who are tough;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we need women who are tender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are enough women who are coarse;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we need women who are kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are enough women who are rude;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we need women who are refined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have enough women of fame and fortune;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we need more women of faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have enough greed; we need more goodness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have enough vanity; we need more virtue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have enough popularity; we need more purity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131769158626364226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Rze03Ek6y0I/AAAAAAAAAPA/d_uhSG2osEE/s400/44797583tFOoZG_fs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job is challenging, more so than I thought it would be, but it is so rewarding. I look at my kids fast asleep in their beds and realize how perfect they are, how pure and innocent, and how close they are to their Father in Heaven. I have a great responsibility in teaching my children good values in such a rough and cruel world, but they will survive I know it! They are strong little people already, and I love them so much!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-286449758194724191?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/286449758194724191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=286449758194724191&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/286449758194724191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/286449758194724191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-mom.html' title='Just a Mom'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Rze02kk6yyI/AAAAAAAAAOw/uVfDrR_vLkw/s72-c/beecroft+family+003+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-5121434474552039715</id><published>2007-10-31T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:18.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Party!</title><content type='html'>Lacey and Josh did a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt; job with the Halloween Party this year. We ate lots of yummy food, played some fun &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;games&lt;/span&gt;, carved pumpkins and the best part the&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; SPOOKY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haunted house!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127610758689093378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Ryju0VoidwI/AAAAAAAAALw/IxTsGfuQPJA/s400/P1010016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Everyone looked&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; awesome&lt;/span&gt;. Lace and Josh were &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;vampires!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Watch out they look &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thirsty!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127604642655663730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RyjpQVoidnI/AAAAAAAAAKo/wDPMlRiiPbg/s400/p1010004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Ashley a silly &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;scarecrow&lt;/span&gt;...I love this picture Ash!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127606029930100370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RyjqhFoidpI/AAAAAAAAAK4/_nx4yh7-NtM/s400/p1010003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Tiff and gang were &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pirates &lt;/span&gt;with Andy as their &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dog&lt;/span&gt; and Ava a cute little &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pumpkin!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127609070766945986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RyjtSFoidsI/AAAAAAAAALQ/7VcTVg7UNqg/s400/P1010013.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Granpa made a great &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pirate&lt;/span&gt;, his props were even &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt;. Glad no one got hurt!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127611716466800402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RyjvsFoidxI/AAAAAAAAAL4/oEkg2Gt_Y8U/s400/p1010002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom and Dad &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pumpkins:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127611725056735010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RyjvsloidyI/AAAAAAAAAMA/_ssiWDcDUZg/s400/P1010001.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I went this year as a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;flapper&lt;/span&gt; (thanks Ash for the idea and helping me with my DI purchase), Joe was&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Maverik&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TOP GUN&lt;/span&gt;! Ella our little&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; buzzing bumblebee&lt;/span&gt; and Brynn, our sweet little&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; bunny rabbit:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127604599705990738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RyjpN1oidlI/AAAAAAAAAKY/tusZUKRVj_8/s400/p1010005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ella with all our &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;carved pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;! We had a contest...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daddy, Cam&lt;/span&gt; and yes, me of course won!! Thanks everyone for the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOOD TIMES&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;great memories&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127604634065729122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RyjpP1oidmI/AAAAAAAAAKg/qVAmcyS8cCg/s400/P1010019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-5121434474552039715?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5121434474552039715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=5121434474552039715&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/5121434474552039715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/5121434474552039715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2007/10/halloween-party.html' title='Halloween Party!'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Ryju0VoidwI/AAAAAAAAALw/IxTsGfuQPJA/s72-c/P1010016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-14724800881976170</id><published>2007-10-28T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:19.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oreos vs Gingersnaps</title><content type='html'>I love snack time:)  Ella &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt; her &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oreos&lt;/span&gt;, she even knows to dip them in her milk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RyUpzloidkI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/0LAxmWdRWZQ/s1600-h/P1010026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126549717083387458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RyUpzloidkI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/0LAxmWdRWZQ/s400/P1010026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I mostly love to see how &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;messy &lt;/span&gt;my children can get, which is pretty messy!! I find remnants everywhere, hair, under their shirts, diapers, socks...oh yeah pretty much &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;every&lt;/span&gt; crevace they have, I will find food...it's great!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126549704198485554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RyUpy1oidjI/AAAAAAAAAKI/yc4NeY7hrZk/s400/P1010024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ella is pretty clean compared to my little babe! Brynn loves snack time too. She has just discovered her love of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gingersnaps,&lt;/span&gt; they keep her busy for a good couple minutes!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RyUo0VoidhI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/fMuXGRadz6M/s1600-h/P1010028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126548630456661522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RyUo0VoidhI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/fMuXGRadz6M/s400/P1010028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a little &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;goo&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RyUo11oidiI/AAAAAAAAAKA/W72G3SieRks/s1600-h/P1010027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126548656226465314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RyUo11oidiI/AAAAAAAAAKA/W72G3SieRks/s400/P1010027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-14724800881976170?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/14724800881976170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=14724800881976170&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/14724800881976170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/14724800881976170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2007/10/oreos-vs-gingersnaps.html' title='Oreos vs Gingersnaps'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RyUpzloidkI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/0LAxmWdRWZQ/s72-c/P1010026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-2772750700212286886</id><published>2007-10-27T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:20.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scarecrow Fest</title><content type='html'>We had such a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Blast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;at the scarecrow fest this year. There were so many fun activities for the little ones!! Ella was a bit timid at first, but she finally went into the balloon trampoline and had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; much fun! We had a hard time removing her from it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RyN2h1oidZI/AAAAAAAAAI4/8pRXr8-w4uU/s1600-h/P1010007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126071124582626706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RyN2h1oidZI/AAAAAAAAAI4/8pRXr8-w4uU/s400/P1010007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brynn got in on the action too! She played with some &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; blocks, well she mostly just put them in her mouth, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YUCKY!!&lt;/span&gt; So many germs to go around:/She also ate &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anything &lt;/span&gt;the kids would hand her. She especially enjoyed the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cotton candy&lt;/span&gt;...really who wouldn't?? &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; My &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blue eyed beauty&lt;/span&gt;, poor thing she was so cold!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RyN2jFoidaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/6tldleAGdzI/s1600-h/P1010010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126071146057463202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RyN2jFoidaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/6tldleAGdzI/s400/P1010010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yo Ho Yo Ho a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pirates&lt;/span&gt; life for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RyN2lVoidbI/AAAAAAAAAJI/E8Gik3DPtOo/s1600-h/P1010011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126071184712168882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RyN2lVoidbI/AAAAAAAAAJI/E8Gik3DPtOo/s400/P1010011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We met my sister in law there with Ella's cousin &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daniel. Yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;for cousins!! They had fun chasing each other around and eating anything &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt; they could get their hands on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RyN2mFoidcI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/B4eYhDkGNvs/s1600-h/P1010015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126071197597070786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RyN2mFoidcI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/B4eYhDkGNvs/s400/P1010015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have I mentioned I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; this time of year??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-2772750700212286886?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2772750700212286886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=2772750700212286886&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2772750700212286886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2772750700212286886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2007/10/scarecrow-fest.html' title='Scarecrow Fest'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RyN2h1oidZI/AAAAAAAAAI4/8pRXr8-w4uU/s72-c/P1010007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-4435361075418019657</id><published>2007-10-21T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:21.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RxvKGPq7hTI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1MfqQrfmN8M/s1600-h/beecroft+family+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123911209698690354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RxvKGPq7hTI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1MfqQrfmN8M/s400/beecroft+family+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What is a sister?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is your mirror shining back at you with a world of possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;She is your witness who sees you at your worst and best,&lt;br /&gt;and loves you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;She is your partner in crime, your midnight companion, someone who&lt;br /&gt;knows when you are smiling, even in the dark. She is your teacher, your defense&lt;br /&gt;attorney, your personal press agent, even your shrink.&lt;br /&gt;Some days, she's the reason you wish you were an only child&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RxvKGfq7hUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/UBKxfLGdwOs/s1600-h/900.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123911213993657666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RxvKGfq7hUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/UBKxfLGdwOs/s400/900.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-4435361075418019657?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/4435361075418019657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=4435361075418019657&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/4435361075418019657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/4435361075418019657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2007/10/sisters.html' title='Sisters'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RxvKGPq7hTI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1MfqQrfmN8M/s72-c/beecroft+family+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-5361301772209989742</id><published>2007-10-17T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T15:51:24.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Men in My Life</title><content type='html'>Alright, I admit I have three men in my life right now. And yes, lucky for Joe, he is still one of them. My most recent...Edward Cullen...brave, mysterious, and beautiful. The other is a constant...handsome, charming...the very essence of a gentleman...Mr Darcy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-5361301772209989742?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5361301772209989742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=5361301772209989742&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/5361301772209989742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/5361301772209989742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2007/10/men-in-my-life.html' title='The Men in My Life'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-2937106861510881552</id><published>2007-10-11T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:22.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunny Wabbit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, so I know it is a little premature... but I LOVE halloween, and I just got Brynns' costume and I couldn't resist I had to make sure it fit! My cute little bunny wabbit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Rw7b8_q7hOI/AAAAAAAAAGI/HIPh6rmXThY/s1600-h/P1010063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120271667296961762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Rw7b8_q7hOI/AAAAAAAAAGI/HIPh6rmXThY/s400/P1010063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She is so stinkin' cute...I love it:) Can't wait to get Ellas'  costume now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Rw7b9fq7hPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/U_Cs53oY7AY/s1600-h/P1010066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120271675886896370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Rw7b9fq7hPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/U_Cs53oY7AY/s400/P1010066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-2937106861510881552?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2937106861510881552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=2937106861510881552&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2937106861510881552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/2937106861510881552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2007/10/bunny-wabbit.html' title='Bunny Wabbit'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Rw7b8_q7hOI/AAAAAAAAAGI/HIPh6rmXThY/s72-c/P1010063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-8491723514744887133</id><published>2007-10-11T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:22.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheeler Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We had fun times at Wheeler Farm!! Me, Tiff and Krista met up to see all the animals one last time this season! We stopped on the way in to get some quick photos in the pumpkin patch. Brynn was so excited about the big pumpkins and Ella didn't want to get dirty!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Rw7Yvfq7hLI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dNWW_HyrsUk/s1600-h/P1010067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120268136833844402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Rw7Yvfq7hLI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dNWW_HyrsUk/s400/P1010067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We had a little picnic across the river by the play house. It was so windy...food flying through the air...strollers on the loose, luckily no babies were hurt! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Rw7Yv_q7hMI/AAAAAAAAAF4/k3GkyGo4svk/s1600-h/P1010074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120268145423779010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Rw7Yv_q7hMI/AAAAAAAAAF4/k3GkyGo4svk/s400/P1010074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love this time of year...despite the allergies it is my favorite, the changing of the leaves the cool evenings and all the festivities :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Rw7Ywvq7hNI/AAAAAAAAAGA/0g7nIR-Dy2s/s1600-h/P1010069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120268158308680914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Rw7Ywvq7hNI/AAAAAAAAAGA/0g7nIR-Dy2s/s400/P1010069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-8491723514744887133?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/8491723514744887133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=8491723514744887133&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/8491723514744887133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/8491723514744887133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2007/10/wheeler-farm.html' title='Wheeler Farm'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Rw7Yvfq7hLI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dNWW_HyrsUk/s72-c/P1010067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-492462197350121695</id><published>2007-10-04T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:23.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cubbins</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, Ella and Andrew are so CUTE together. They had so much fun playing together up in Jackson. They would follow each other around, always holding hands. They would talk really close to each other and Andrew would pat her back. Then they'd give hugs and kisses whenever they were leaving each other:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWqn_q7g-I/AAAAAAAAADo/JqQar7UXywk/s1600-h/P1010001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117684155659551714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWqn_q7g-I/AAAAAAAAADo/JqQar7UXywk/s400/P1010001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWqpvq7g_I/AAAAAAAAADw/8CTigHkqRJ0/s1600-h/P1010002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117684185724322802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWqpvq7g_I/AAAAAAAAADw/8CTigHkqRJ0/s400/P1010002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They would play all day together, then get in little fights and have to be seperated for awhile. So Cute!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWqrfq7hAI/AAAAAAAAAD4/PZxx-PR8CCE/s1600-h/P1010044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117684215789093890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWqrfq7hAI/AAAAAAAAAD4/PZxx-PR8CCE/s400/P1010044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWqtvq7hBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3GTGoRF-lEU/s1600-h/P1010045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117684254443799570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWqtvq7hBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3GTGoRF-lEU/s400/P1010045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-492462197350121695?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/492462197350121695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=492462197350121695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/492462197350121695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/492462197350121695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2007/10/cubbins.html' title='Cubbins'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWqn_q7g-I/AAAAAAAAADo/JqQar7UXywk/s72-c/P1010001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-1438988395085961197</id><published>2007-10-04T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:27.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackson Hole</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWgfvq7g5I/AAAAAAAAADA/93nZQ6j3PrA/s1600-h/P1010015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117673018809353106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWgfvq7g5I/AAAAAAAAADA/93nZQ6j3PrA/s400/P1010015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What a blast we had in Jackson!! We (everyone but mom, dad and grandpa) stayed in Victor, ID, which is about 25 miles from Jackson through the Tetons. The house we stayed in was on a golf course and was SOOO nice! It had 3 rooms and a loft so we all got our own rooms.  It was so much fun staying in the same house with everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWggPq7g6I/AAAAAAAAADI/d4pftQhXXi8/s1600-h/P1010017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117673027399287714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWggPq7g6I/AAAAAAAAADI/d4pftQhXXi8/s400/P1010017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have no idea what he's doing, but he wanted me to take a picture. Beware of the bears!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWggvq7g7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/cAwZlyt5Qtk/s1600-h/P1010027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117673035989222322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWggvq7g7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/cAwZlyt5Qtk/s400/P1010027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; We spent Sunday in Yellowstone. It was FREEZING. We walked through the Lodge and watched Old Faithful explode! It was so fun. Grandpa spent his honeymoon in Yellowstone at the Lodge. It was a whopping $7.00/night to stay there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWgg_q7g8I/AAAAAAAAADY/u_Hi632zgvo/s1600-h/P1010037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117673040284189634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWgg_q7g8I/AAAAAAAAADY/u_Hi632zgvo/s400/P1010037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWghfq7g9I/AAAAAAAAADg/Nv_erLFUxKY/s1600-h/P1010029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117673048874124242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWghfq7g9I/AAAAAAAAADg/Nv_erLFUxKY/s400/P1010029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWd6vq7g0I/AAAAAAAAACY/qwZMBFpuiO0/s1600-h/P1010013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117670184130937666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWd6vq7g0I/AAAAAAAAACY/qwZMBFpuiO0/s400/P1010013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We spent one day in Jackson, mom made a yummy brunch and afterwards we walked through the town, going in all the shops. It was lots of fun until the kids got tired:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWd7fq7g1I/AAAAAAAAACg/BA-is-j2y_0/s1600-h/P1010006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117670197015839570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWd7fq7g1I/AAAAAAAAACg/BA-is-j2y_0/s400/P1010006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grandpa and Ella. The bears are everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWd7_q7g2I/AAAAAAAAACo/yiUmx7W9Wk8/s1600-h/P1010003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117670205605774178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWd7_q7g2I/AAAAAAAAACo/yiUmx7W9Wk8/s400/P1010003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ashlyn and Ella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWd8fq7g3I/AAAAAAAAACw/RGvzQOfzpJQ/s1600-h/P1010008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117670214195708786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWd8fq7g3I/AAAAAAAAACw/RGvzQOfzpJQ/s400/P1010008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is this the cutest picture of Brynn?? That bright blue eye poking through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWd8vq7g4I/AAAAAAAAAC4/rYbbZy359ag/s1600-h/P1010007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117670218490676098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWd8vq7g4I/AAAAAAAAAC4/rYbbZy359ag/s400/P1010007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What fun we had! We played lots of games ate good food and laughed alot. Can't wait until next year!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-1438988395085961197?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/1438988395085961197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=1438988395085961197&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/1438988395085961197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/1438988395085961197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2007/10/jackson-hole.html' title='Jackson Hole'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RwWgfvq7g5I/AAAAAAAAADA/93nZQ6j3PrA/s72-c/P1010015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-528598787927094861</id><published>2007-08-21T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:28.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cottonwood Canyon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RsuZeScSO0I/AAAAAAAAABk/fwNpT57_D_g/s1600-h/P1010024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101339748552817474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RsuZeScSO0I/AAAAAAAAABk/fwNpT57_D_g/s400/P1010024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What a beautiful day in the canyon. It was the PERFECT weather! Krista and I headed up with the kids to have a picnic and see the wild flowers. Unfortunately most of the flowers were gone, but it was still gorgeous. On the way up we were told they had spotted a bear the day earlier. YIKES!! But we braved it anyway and all came back safe!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101339804387392354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RsuZhicSO2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/qDbhOY1lBbM/s400/P1010039.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We had a nice picnic. Brynn thought she wanted Sisi's PB sandwich and grabbed that thing so fast out of her hand and stuck the whole thing in her mouth. It was quite difficult to pry it out of her hands! She also enjoyed a little dirt and a few small rocks, ya know the normal things an 8 month old eats!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101339847337065346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RsuZkCcSO4I/AAAAAAAAACE/Hu3H3kD30z0/s400/P1010057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101339782912555858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RsuZgScSO1I/AAAAAAAAABs/nwI_H2GqtR4/s400/P1010030.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The kids really wanted to throw rocks in the stream, so we took a little walk down to it, while the kids collected rocks in their pockets. There was a fun bridge that they threw their rocks off! I love this time of year. The crispness in the air. Joe always says "it feels like football!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101339825862228850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RsuZiycSO3I/AAAAAAAAAB8/iLGie3rc9us/s400/P1010047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-528598787927094861?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/528598787927094861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=528598787927094861&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/528598787927094861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/528598787927094861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2007/08/cottonwood-canyon.html' title='Cottonwood Canyon'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RsuZeScSO0I/AAAAAAAAABk/fwNpT57_D_g/s72-c/P1010024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-8783087636882687515</id><published>2007-08-13T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:29.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RsE2L59oq5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/EkM13zxm8jA/s1600-h/P1010032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098415831325911954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RsE2L59oq5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/EkM13zxm8jA/s200/P1010032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah!!!! Now that summer is mostly gone, we FINALLY got our BBQ :) Yes, this is the BBQ that Joe got a picture of not last Father's Day, but the one before. Poor Joe, he always has to wait for his pictures to become the real thing! Luckily, he is patient and has a good sense of humor. He just laughs now when he gets a picture, knowing he really won't &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RsE0YJ9oq4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/CayNTsZv3Ew/s1600-h/P1010023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098413842756053890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RsE0YJ9oq4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/CayNTsZv3Ew/s200/P1010023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;get it for a year or two!! :o) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He spent most of the day Saturday putting it together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We all headed to the pool, to find the closed sign on the door...so the next best place...our backyard with a puny sprinkler to run through!!! Hey, the kids love it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RsE3Vp9oq7I/AAAAAAAAABE/dJdxDDDOc_I/s1600-h/P1010012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098417098341264306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="154" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RsE3Vp9oq7I/AAAAAAAAABE/dJdxDDDOc_I/s320/P1010012.JPG" width="222" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RsE5QZ9oq8I/AAAAAAAAABM/AI2w7yacKtY/s1600-h/P1010020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098419207170206658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RsE5QZ9oq8I/AAAAAAAAABM/AI2w7yacKtY/s200/P1010020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brynn enjoyed eating her ball, while Ella ran around the sprinkler dipping her face in it. I'm so happy to finally have a beautiful home and nice backyard. It's just the perfect size for us : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ella is such a goof. She makes me laugh all day long. She is constantly asking me "what's dis?" "What's dis mom? (and if I don't answer right away) huh mom, what's dis?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RsE5RJ9oq-I/AAAAAAAAABc/vZZhh1HCZHw/s1600-h/P1010018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098419220055108578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RsE5RJ9oq-I/AAAAAAAAABc/vZZhh1HCZHw/s200/P1010018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brynn is getting so stinkin' cute!!! She doesn't want to crawl, she wants to stand!!! She pulls herself all the way up in her crib and then gets stuck standing. She climbs all over us too. She'll just pull herself up and kind of stand there looking around like she's part of the big kids, it's cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ella is getting used to her and learning her boundaries with her. She still likes to push her over and lay on her, but she loves her. The first person she wants to see when she wakes up is Brynn. She says "Binn awake?" &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RsE5Q59oq9I/AAAAAAAAABU/JK0brjoBcvo/s1600-h/P1010016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098419215760141266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RsE5Q59oq9I/AAAAAAAAABU/JK0brjoBcvo/s200/P1010016.JPG" width="458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-8783087636882687515?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/8783087636882687515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=8783087636882687515&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/8783087636882687515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/8783087636882687515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2007/08/bbq.html' title='BBQ!'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/RsE2L59oq5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/EkM13zxm8jA/s72-c/P1010032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-1953771437239560379</id><published>2007-08-11T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:30.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Joe Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Rr1i4p9oq2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/ha9T8YONXAM/s1600-h/P1010102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097339078729837410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Rr1i4p9oq2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/ha9T8YONXAM/s200/P1010102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah!!! Joes first marathon. What a great accomplishment. It made me want to do one :o) He was glad to be done. 26.2 miles is a long way to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Rr1kZp9oq3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/HYSX9gGHtrM/s1600-h/P1010104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097340745177148274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Rr1kZp9oq3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/HYSX9gGHtrM/s200/P1010104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here he is with his buddy Karl, who's a veteran marathoner. Way to go Joe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-1953771437239560379?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/1953771437239560379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=1953771437239560379&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/1953771437239560379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/1953771437239560379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2007/08/go-joe-go.html' title='Go Joe Go'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Rr1i4p9oq2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/ha9T8YONXAM/s72-c/P1010102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305534834256505145.post-8992492713199638363</id><published>2007-08-10T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:30.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheeler Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Rr1bKZ9oq0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/bSX4Ut986fQ/s1600-h/CAWP8XSN+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097330587579493186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="132" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Rr1bKZ9oq0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/bSX4Ut986fQ/s320/CAWP8XSN+(2).jpg" width="181" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Okay, so I am trying this blog thing for the first time. It seems these days that everyone has a blog, and I don't want to be left out!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Rr1bK59oq1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UWlkZ0EKZ9M/s1600-h/CA7YSRJ1+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097330596169427794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Rr1bK59oq1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UWlkZ0EKZ9M/s320/CA7YSRJ1+(2).jpg" width="253" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I haven't figured out this picture thing yet, but I'll get the hang of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Krista and I took the kids to get up close and personal with the animals of Wheeler Farm!! They had alot of fun looking at the pigs and turkeys. Sisi had a great fake laugh going that really rubbed off on Ella, she was doing it for the next few days after our little outting!! Thanks Sisi :o) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305534834256505145-8992492713199638363?l=sassyjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/feeds/8992492713199638363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305534834256505145&amp;postID=8992492713199638363&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/8992492713199638363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305534834256505145/posts/default/8992492713199638363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sassyjane.blogspot.com/2007/08/wheeler-farm.html' title='Wheeler Farm'/><author><name>cristelle amber</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/SkOTMj5hs3I/AAAAAAAABUw/sZW3bCYWza8/S220/spring09_116%5B1%5D+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iQwi6G4tkcM/Rr1bKZ9oq0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/bSX4Ut986fQ/s72-c/CAWP8XSN+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
