<?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-6067553743207178314</id><updated>2012-01-25T22:25:05.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The two of us...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>131</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-2475836868896932557</id><published>2012-01-25T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T22:25:05.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyler update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was reading a friends blog today, she just had a baby not even a month ago and she already has a couple posts about her cutie!! &amp;nbsp;She is good!! &amp;nbsp; My baby is&amp;nbsp;creeping&amp;nbsp;up on 5 months now and I have what, 4 posts??? &amp;nbsp;I suck! &amp;nbsp;I decided to be better and follow my friend's example. I know that I am going to look back and wish that I wrote down everything that Tyler started doing during the first bit of his life but stupid me just thought I would remember. &amp;nbsp;Guess what?!?!?! &amp;nbsp;I FORGOT! &amp;nbsp;AHHH, I'm mad at myself. &amp;nbsp;"All things&amp;nbsp;Tyler"&amp;nbsp;are running into themselves. &amp;nbsp;I can't remember what happened during what months. &amp;nbsp;I'm just going to post the 3 and 4 month pictures of my cutie pie and then just get better from here on out! &amp;nbsp;Here he is at 3 months. &amp;nbsp;I LOVE these pictures. &amp;nbsp;First, I just think he is the cutest!! &amp;nbsp;Second, I will never forget how much I LOVE the way he focuses on something and THIRD, &amp;nbsp;I need to remember that he puts up with a lot from me and my "picture taking." &amp;nbsp;I'm not good at it but I'm trying to learn and he is who I'm learning on. &amp;nbsp;I am hoping to be worthy of a professional camera purchase someday so I HAVE to&amp;nbsp;practice&amp;nbsp;practice practice. &amp;nbsp;I'm SURE he does not love it! (Hence the crying baby in the last picture - I waited one picture too long to take the Santa hat!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9MPSe5cy3GE/TwiDZlMyuDI/AAAAAAAACT0/VTdT2HWzOKo/s1600/DSCN2800.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9MPSe5cy3GE/TwiDZlMyuDI/AAAAAAAACT0/VTdT2HWzOKo/s320/DSCN2800.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yOVxRbNQdGU/TwiDyovfYaI/AAAAAAAACUE/rt-BfsJi4OY/s1600/DSCN2806.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yOVxRbNQdGU/TwiDyovfYaI/AAAAAAAACUE/rt-BfsJi4OY/s320/DSCN2806.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i6YliGKDIp4/TyBeFcvCgLI/AAAAAAAACW0/GtiZ_OO_SF0/s1600/DSCN2792.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i6YliGKDIp4/TyBeFcvCgLI/AAAAAAAACW0/GtiZ_OO_SF0/s320/DSCN2792.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QDsUS6fGDpo/TwfuEwjoHdI/AAAAAAAACTU/BQ5vR789bmg/s1600/DSCN2815.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="display: inline !important; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QDsUS6fGDpo/TwfuEwjoHdI/AAAAAAAACTU/BQ5vR789bmg/s320/DSCN2815.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is what I remember (not all of these things are done at 4 months. &amp;nbsp;Probably 3/4 were done at 3 months.) &amp;nbsp;Onto the 4 month pictures! First, his pictures don't look much different than his 3 month pictures. Thank goodness I take a million pictures EVERYDAY of this little man ... at least I have some proof as to what happened for some of his milestones! hahaha &amp;nbsp;Can I tell you how much I love these pictures too? &amp;nbsp;Tyler is such a day to day baby. &amp;nbsp;Meaning, one day he is happy and the next he is REALLY happy! &amp;nbsp;He struggles with sleep (yes, still, during the day he has a hard time sleeping) and it makes it hard sometimes but he still smiles. &amp;nbsp;Unfortunately, for me, he just smiles a little less on the days he is having a hard time. &amp;nbsp;I hate to say my baby is a hard one. Tyler is my first so I don't really have anyone to compare him to. &amp;nbsp;With that being said, &amp;nbsp;on the days he struggles with sleep he is a little less happy. &amp;nbsp;Never the less, I LOVE this little boy! &amp;nbsp;He makes me the happiest!! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Tyler's smile in the second picture makes me tear up! &amp;nbsp;Is that crazy or what?!?!?! &amp;nbsp;I just love how happy he is! &amp;nbsp;This is how he is most of the time... unless you catch him when he is hungry or sleepy (which is also a lot of the time. haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pdX7SMO-0a4/TyBaqk71eoI/AAAAAAAACV8/gKsJVTFHZgA/s1600/DSCN3146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pdX7SMO-0a4/TyBaqk71eoI/AAAAAAAACV8/gKsJVTFHZgA/s320/DSCN3146.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jbpFCHB-aG4/TyBbUMlkF7I/AAAAAAAACWM/HFmMBX78TYU/s1600/DSCN3160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jbpFCHB-aG4/TyBbUMlkF7I/AAAAAAAACWM/HFmMBX78TYU/s320/DSCN3160.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2yTXqlkjvb8/TyBbF5roVLI/AAAAAAAACWE/epxXZ7-wJ2A/s1600/DSCN3150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2yTXqlkjvb8/TyBbF5roVLI/AAAAAAAACWE/epxXZ7-wJ2A/s320/DSCN3150.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bbYOQEr5oWk/TyBbiUbdJuI/AAAAAAAACWU/OAVSlOaE6mo/s1600/DSCN3147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bbYOQEr5oWk/TyBbiUbdJuI/AAAAAAAACWU/OAVSlOaE6mo/s320/DSCN3147.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;At 4 months we took Ty to the doctor and he weighed a whole&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;12 lbs 10 oz. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;25%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;24.5 inches long &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;25%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Head: &amp;nbsp;17.2 &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know the % for this but the doctor did&amp;nbsp;mention&amp;nbsp;that I shouldn't worry that his head is bigger than his body because it's normal. HAHAHAHA &amp;nbsp;I never thought Tyler's head was big, but I guess it is??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The doctor was impressed that Ty jumped into the 25% for height and I thought, jumped?? &amp;nbsp;I thought he always was in the 25%.... but NOPE! &amp;nbsp;He was in the 15% and NOW he is in the 25% . So my post for his 2 month visit was wrong. &amp;nbsp;Oh well!! &amp;nbsp;(maybe I should go fix it??) &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Facts about Tyler:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HE LOVES TO JUMP!!! And thanks to Chad's cousin, Candace, he has some place to do it! &amp;nbsp;It is the BEST!!! &amp;nbsp;Now he jumps everywhere, even if he isn't in the jumper. &amp;nbsp;I LOVE IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9oPfCYrA8uM/TyCc7k6SL5I/AAAAAAAACW8/vfKCjrwLQ6s/s1600/DSCN2665.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9oPfCYrA8uM/TyCc7k6SL5I/AAAAAAAACW8/vfKCjrwLQ6s/s320/DSCN2665.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He LOVES to kick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves to hold my face like this: &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-chXV88-2wVQ/TyCySHNpkvI/AAAAAAAACXs/EBEHcFYhvrQ/s1600/20120107_212936.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-chXV88-2wVQ/TyCySHNpkvI/AAAAAAAACXs/EBEHcFYhvrQ/s320/20120107_212936.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Usually he is eating my face and/or pulling my hair when he does this, however this is the only picture to show what I'm talking about so please excuse my face!&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyler can sit up all by himself. &amp;nbsp;He is bent over and can only stay up for a half minute but he can still do it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He can roll over from front to back and back to front. &amp;nbsp;He doesn't do it often but he can still do it and it is so fun to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He can laugh so well. &amp;nbsp;OH MY GOSH it is so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RgQEeBWzxEc/TyCySx-94RI/AAAAAAAACX0/jKiNqBFpEkI/s1600/20120120_144038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RgQEeBWzxEc/TyCySx-94RI/AAAAAAAACX0/jKiNqBFpEkI/s320/20120120_144038.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He can really cry too. &amp;nbsp;OH my GOSH it is not fun to hear! &amp;nbsp;I don't know what happened!!! One night he decided to use his&amp;nbsp;diaphragm&amp;nbsp;and WOW it was loud! (don't worry we took the monkeys off the straps!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SoV_q88wbM0/TyCvwK9KEKI/AAAAAAAACXc/tIZLteX2Asw/s1600/20120122_093011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SoV_q88wbM0/TyCvwK9KEKI/AAAAAAAACXc/tIZLteX2Asw/s320/20120122_093011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyler is also eating rice cereal. &amp;nbsp;(NOT everyday - mostly because I'm lazy!) &amp;nbsp;BUT this week I will feed it to him everyday and then when I get back from NJ it will be onto Green beans! &amp;nbsp;He is going to LOVE green beans! :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pt3Kq8WJ8Yg/TyCvr0Fzw3I/AAAAAAAACXM/A0n-0dm53bs/s1600/0105121104.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pt3Kq8WJ8Yg/TyCvr0Fzw3I/AAAAAAAACXM/A0n-0dm53bs/s320/0105121104.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyler found his toes and he LOVES them! I love how he is cross eyed, in this picture, looking at them. &amp;nbsp;Usually they are in this mouth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GOnE0FeW7KI/TyCs7yXkspI/AAAAAAAACXE/RxgCkmx7B9s/s1600/%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GOnE0FeW7KI/TyCs7yXkspI/AAAAAAAACXE/RxgCkmx7B9s/s320/%25281%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves to look at himself in the mirror. He smiles at himself every time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is good at holding onto things. &amp;nbsp;In fact, while at the doctor, Tyler grabbed hold of the his&amp;nbsp;stethoscope and the doctor said he was impressed at how well he was able to do that! He can even hold his bottle, for a second at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ry9Kb_9NaQ/TyCvykvh_XI/AAAAAAAACXk/99-CLit2hHY/s1600/1231111425.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ry9Kb_9NaQ/TyCvykvh_XI/AAAAAAAACXk/99-CLit2hHY/s320/1231111425.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is getting really good at standing. &amp;nbsp;I think it is because of his jumper.... again Thank you, &amp;nbsp;Candace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While I don't have a picture and really need to get one, &amp;nbsp;here is one of my favorite things Tyler does.... &amp;nbsp;I have been encouraging binkies, why you ask??? &amp;nbsp;Well because I come from a long line of thumb suckers (well, maybe not a long line.... just some of my siblings) &amp;nbsp;but my youngest brother and I sucked our thumbs until we were..... older. &amp;nbsp;I didn't want Tyler to get stuck on the&amp;nbsp;thumb. &amp;nbsp;It is easy, if you have to, to cut a binkie. &amp;nbsp;It is NOT possible to do that to a thumb. &amp;nbsp;So, binkie is is. &amp;nbsp;However, my little man has been sucking his thumb since he was in the womb.... (see second picture)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-teQLzyPsjss/TyC1JFh0UlI/AAAAAAAACX8/plv3VI8aBPA/s1600/Tylerultrasound.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-teQLzyPsjss/TyC1JFh0UlI/AAAAAAAACX8/plv3VI8aBPA/s320/Tylerultrasound.bmp" width="182" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, back to my favorite-ish thing....now that Tyler is able to hold onto things he will grab the binkie out of his mouth, hold onto it and then put his thumb in his mouth... &amp;nbsp;OOOH I really wish I had a picture of him doing this, next time I will get one. &amp;nbsp;It is pretty darn cute and funny. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of Tyler's favorite things, besides me of course :), is his dad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chad is the best dad in the WORLD and my baby lights up when he sees his dad come home at night. &amp;nbsp;I am telling you, Tyler LOVES his dad! &amp;nbsp;Chad can get Tyler to smile and laugh better than anyone else!! &amp;nbsp;And while I might ... maybe just a little... take for granted how awesome of a dad Chad is to Tyler I LOVE LOVE LOVE to see these two together. &amp;nbsp;I LOVE how both of them just love each other so much. &amp;nbsp;They are equally happy to see each other when Chad comes home at the end of a very long day. &amp;nbsp;I swear Tyler just knows that Chad is coming home and wakes up.... he wants to see his dad. &amp;nbsp;I can't say it enough, Tyler LOVES his daddy! &amp;nbsp;and It is AMAZING what having a baby can do to a man. &amp;nbsp;I must say, I am really liking the change! &amp;nbsp;(Not that Chad needed to change; regarless, it is awesome!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;These two!! &amp;nbsp;AHHH I just love them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oxDT5HWCqfo/TyDAgPkWdnI/AAAAAAAACYM/VLsJWTHq4MU/s1600/DSCN2903.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oxDT5HWCqfo/TyDAgPkWdnI/AAAAAAAACYM/VLsJWTHq4MU/s320/DSCN2903.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On a more difficult note, Tyler is still struggling with sleep. (he is doing better in his crib though, he will sleep there for more than 15 minutes. &amp;nbsp;It is GREAT!!) I talked with the doctor about it and am getting help. Don't get me wrong, I sleep... when I am tired, I sleep. &amp;nbsp;I sleep at night and wake in the morning rested. &amp;nbsp;I do not feel deprived. Tyler sleeps. &amp;nbsp;He might put up a fuss and he might be a very light sleeper (like his mother) &amp;nbsp;and he might wake up more times than I would like (at night) BUT he sleeps. &amp;nbsp;It is just during the day that Tyler really struggles. &amp;nbsp; I know that our trip to NJ isn't going to help the situation. &amp;nbsp;It isn't going to be easy and his sleeping pattern is going to be SO off. &amp;nbsp;After NJ it is going to be a HARD transition. &amp;nbsp;There will be a lot of crying in this home.... from Tyler and ME. &amp;nbsp;I am going to really be working with him to get him to sleep. &amp;nbsp;UGH I'm not looking forward to it. &amp;nbsp;I hate to see my baby cry! &amp;nbsp;I HATE IT! &amp;nbsp;Anyway, the doctor gave me some information and ideas and tricks that I am hoping will work. &amp;nbsp; Wish me luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oRtNvmpishg/TyCvveIvTRI/AAAAAAAACXU/RpZLS0c9DIs/s1600/20120114_124515.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oRtNvmpishg/TyCvveIvTRI/AAAAAAAACXU/RpZLS0c9DIs/s320/20120114_124515.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My little man is growing up! &amp;nbsp;When I look at his newborn pictures I miss him. &amp;nbsp;I miss his hair! &amp;nbsp;I miss that it used to be really dark! &amp;nbsp;OOH MY GOSH I MISS IT! &amp;nbsp;Isn't that a silly thing to miss???... hair???? &amp;nbsp;but then I hold my sweet baby boy and he smiles and laughs and the missing goes away! &amp;nbsp;He is growing up way too fast and before I know it he will be changing the world... in the meantime, I'm just going to love him and soak up all the smiles and cries and just be thankful I'm finally a mom and that I have a beautiful family!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OQlvii043P4/TyDAu-CokAI/AAAAAAAACYU/di5Mvbs5D6s/s1600/DSCN2907.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OQlvii043P4/TyDAu-CokAI/AAAAAAAACYU/di5Mvbs5D6s/s320/DSCN2907.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sJovbcQ-eFQ/TyC_-oSE7LI/AAAAAAAACYE/W6BEVP6Tex8/s1600/DSCN3022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sJovbcQ-eFQ/TyC_-oSE7LI/AAAAAAAACYE/W6BEVP6Tex8/s320/DSCN3022.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh by the way, as of today, Tyler weights 13.7 lbs. &amp;nbsp;LOVE IT! &amp;nbsp;LOVE HIM!!&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/6067553743207178314-2475836868896932557?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/2475836868896932557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=2475836868896932557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/2475836868896932557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/2475836868896932557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2012/01/tyler-update.html' title='Tyler update!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9MPSe5cy3GE/TwiDZlMyuDI/AAAAAAAACT0/VTdT2HWzOKo/s72-c/DSCN2800.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-5989914179594273619</id><published>2011-12-19T00:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T00:38:20.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My intentions are great... but I lack some serious follow through skills. &amp;nbsp;I spent HOURS upon HOURS :) &amp;nbsp;putting this card together. &amp;nbsp;I shouldn't admit that it took that long but I'm secure enough to do so.... &amp;nbsp;AND I STILL haven't sent anything out. &amp;nbsp;Don't worry, I still plan on sending them... tomorrow. &amp;nbsp;BUT just in case I don't I thought I would post my families very FIRST Christmas card and letter! &amp;nbsp;So, when you actually get the card (and maybe letter) it will be the same as what you see now :) Yes, I'm that awesome (or lame, whatever you prefer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iEztubYffjA/Tu7YSAM7_AI/AAAAAAAACRU/RzOr2CtEGdw/s1600/Christmas+card+2011+Ty.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iEztubYffjA/Tu7YSAM7_AI/AAAAAAAACRU/RzOr2CtEGdw/s320/Christmas+card+2011+Ty.png" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dear Family and Friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This has been the best year of our lives, so far. &amp;nbsp;2011 started with the exciting news that, after a long lesson in patients, our prayers were answered and we were going to have a baby! &amp;nbsp;There is no better way to start the year! &amp;nbsp;Of course, like any pregnant couples we just wanted the nine months to be up and have this little baby in our arms. &amp;nbsp;BUT we had to wait and it seemed like the LONGEST 9 months of our lives. &amp;nbsp;Now that the nine months are up I look back and to be honest it is all now a blur. Here is what I can remember:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chad - After a long stretch of being under&amp;nbsp;employed got a job with a company call Stantec and is working full time and sometimes more. Along with the job change came better insurance. &amp;nbsp;Blessing?? &amp;nbsp;Yes!! and for many reasons! &amp;nbsp;Along with work Chad is still going to school full time. &amp;nbsp;This year, however, he is attending Salt Lake community instead of University of Utah because SLCC has more night classes available to him. &amp;nbsp;Also a blessing because SLCC is a lot less expensive! &amp;nbsp;Chad just finished with the semester and did really well! &amp;nbsp;I'm so proud of him. &amp;nbsp;This upcoming semester he gets to start working on his major classes which means he has a little over 2 years left. &amp;nbsp;Of course I will be so happy when he is done but for now I'm thankful he is finally taking classes he enjoys and doing so well. &amp;nbsp;I'm so proud of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tyler- &amp;nbsp;Well, he is growing so fast. &amp;nbsp;He is now 3 months old, can you believe it?? &amp;nbsp;Time really does fly! &amp;nbsp;He went from 6 lb 2 oz down to 5 lb 15 oz and now he is a whooping 12 lbs 2 oz. &amp;nbsp;He is nearly double his birth weight!! &amp;nbsp;Tyler is able to hold his head up really well and even has pretty strong legs. &amp;nbsp;When we stand him up he is able to hold himself up for awhile (yes, I am still holding him up but he is using his cute little legs to stand.). &amp;nbsp;He doesn't sleep as much as he used to, cries with real tears (very sad), is now laughing and cooing and it is so extremely cute. &amp;nbsp;He LOVES to kick. &amp;nbsp;When he gets excited his legs just go and it is so fun to watch. &amp;nbsp;He smiles a lot (for mom and dad, he is NOT a performer.) He LOVES lights. &amp;nbsp;He will look at them for hours if I let him. &amp;nbsp;He rolls to his left side and loves to watch TV. &amp;nbsp;(please don't misunderstand though, I do NOT put him in front of the TV often. &amp;nbsp;I just think he likes the lights and color that come from the TV. Remember, he loves lights!!) Tyler is a momma's boy already and I would not be telling the truth if I said I didn't love it. &amp;nbsp;I take my baby boy everywhere and I just can't get enough of him. &amp;nbsp;He is such a good little man and VERY VERY cute. &amp;nbsp;We are so thankful for him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Margie- &amp;nbsp;well, I'm a new mom and loving every single second of it. &amp;nbsp;Yes, it is sometimes hard and I'm not ashamed or afraid to admit that being a mother is sometimes overwhelming but I love my little man to death. &amp;nbsp;He is worth every single overwhelming moment! &amp;nbsp;I am so thankful to everyone who showers my baby with so much love. &amp;nbsp;Thank you for all the sweet thing you say to me about him. &amp;nbsp;I'm so blessed to have so many people love him so much!!! &amp;nbsp;I don't know what to say. &amp;nbsp;I LOVE my family, I'm so grateful for them. &amp;nbsp;They are the reason I feel so blessed and happy in my life. &amp;nbsp;I have a beautiful baby boy and and an amazing husband who is patient and so extremely kind to me. &amp;nbsp;I'm blessed beyond words and I'm grateful to know that life only gets better from here. &amp;nbsp;My cup runneth over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, that is us in 2011... we are looking forward to 2012! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Merry Christmas and a very happy new year! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chad, Margie and Tyler&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-5989914179594273619?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/5989914179594273619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=5989914179594273619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/5989914179594273619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/5989914179594273619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iEztubYffjA/Tu7YSAM7_AI/AAAAAAAACRU/RzOr2CtEGdw/s72-c/Christmas+card+2011+Ty.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-1985975823000868865</id><published>2011-12-10T18:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T19:05:19.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyler, meet Santa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some might find me silly BUT!!! &amp;nbsp;I wanted to get Ty's picture with Santa. &amp;nbsp;Chad, on the other hand, did not. &amp;nbsp;Bless Chad's heart and I love him even more for this but he didn't want Santa, who holds tons of little kids on his lap and thought would have too many germs to share with Tyler, to hold him. &amp;nbsp;However, after much convincing :) &amp;nbsp;well, you can see who won. &amp;nbsp;hehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AJG--BNPELU/TuQOGWtQE4I/AAAAAAAACQw/Nfrvmhm92vU/s1600/15055920111210_0068_1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AJG--BNPELU/TuQOGWtQE4I/AAAAAAAACQw/Nfrvmhm92vU/s320/15055920111210_0068_1.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5fFAce0rWv8/TuQORPjOx6I/AAAAAAAACQ4/F_6uY9C0AJE/s1600/15055920111210_0069_1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5fFAce0rWv8/TuQORPjOx6I/AAAAAAAACQ4/F_6uY9C0AJE/s320/15055920111210_0069_1.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N4aXTWkYf7c/TuQObvo5FPI/AAAAAAAACRA/PgeqU91t8NA/s1600/15055920111210_0072_1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N4aXTWkYf7c/TuQObvo5FPI/AAAAAAAACRA/PgeqU91t8NA/s320/15055920111210_0072_1.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-1985975823000868865?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/1985975823000868865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=1985975823000868865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/1985975823000868865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/1985975823000868865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/12/tyler-meet-santa.html' title='Tyler, meet Santa!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AJG--BNPELU/TuQOGWtQE4I/AAAAAAAACQw/Nfrvmhm92vU/s72-c/15055920111210_0068_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-6751108929932354627</id><published>2011-12-01T22:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T23:45:13.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wind storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I initially woke up because of a bad dream. &amp;nbsp;I'm shocked, however, after hearing the wind that I didn't wake up to that crazy noise&amp;nbsp;because&amp;nbsp;I'm such a light sleeper. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, Chad was sleeping on one side of me and Tyler was on the other but because the wind was so crazy loud I asked&amp;nbsp;Chad&amp;nbsp;if we could switch directions so that if the window broke Tyler wouldn't be the first to get hit.... so we all switched positions and went back to sleep. &amp;nbsp;How??? &amp;nbsp;I don't know! &amp;nbsp;I'm not&amp;nbsp;surprised Chad fell asleep, he can fall asleep to anything and I mean ANYTHING but I.... well, if I can hear my father in law snoring through the floor (and it isn't ever very loud when I do) &amp;nbsp;I can't fall asleep unless I turn the TV on to drowned him out. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;I'm a VERY light sleeper. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, we woke up (again) that morning and Chad went outside to check things out. &amp;nbsp;He came back in to tell me the fence was down, shingles were every where, trees were down and a couple of our neighbour's windows broke. &amp;nbsp;It was crazy windy until about 11:30 then it calmed down and picked back up again for a bit. &amp;nbsp;We drove around the neighbourhood to find this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can see the shingles coming off the two houses at the end of the street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jB_Ja_q0wSI/TthqSHqseJI/AAAAAAAACPQ/nXCr4LY4dMg/s1600/DSCN2601.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jB_Ja_q0wSI/TthqSHqseJI/AAAAAAAACPQ/nXCr4LY4dMg/s320/DSCN2601.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mVyzIamZKIU/Tthqiu1Vy9I/AAAAAAAACPY/1xSVUvJ01NE/s1600/DSCN2606.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mVyzIamZKIU/Tthqiu1Vy9I/AAAAAAAACPY/1xSVUvJ01NE/s320/DSCN2606.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;These two trees were on both sides of my friends house. &amp;nbsp;They were so lucky the trees fell the way they did. &amp;nbsp;Everyone was lucky for that matter. &amp;nbsp;No one was hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aNb19sBFy0Q/TthqwjvIOvI/AAAAAAAACPg/kihC-_H6Gss/s1600/DSCN2607.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aNb19sBFy0Q/TthqwjvIOvI/AAAAAAAACPg/kihC-_H6Gss/s320/DSCN2607.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is our next door neighbour's house. &amp;nbsp;You can see the window broken, tree down and the mailbox broken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AN-WDu8cx-Q/Tthq--O1n3I/AAAAAAAACPo/QEoIA5M80Aw/s1600/DSCN2608.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AN-WDu8cx-Q/Tthq--O1n3I/AAAAAAAACPo/QEoIA5M80Aw/s320/DSCN2608.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is my in law's house. &amp;nbsp;Shingles are all over the yard.... &amp;nbsp;Fence is down in front and back and well, you can see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wbTW2EJREeY/TthrNNGsOiI/AAAAAAAACPw/LWjzTU70Ya8/s1600/DSCN2609.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wbTW2EJREeY/TthrNNGsOiI/AAAAAAAACPw/LWjzTU70Ya8/s320/DSCN2609.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This isn't the greatest picture&amp;nbsp;depicting the&amp;nbsp;torture&amp;nbsp;this&amp;nbsp;green house endured. &amp;nbsp;Let's just say the green house has seen better days. (also my in law's house)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qDwkbu5Pz1s/TthrbjUnzdI/AAAAAAAACP4/dmqwbkVbks0/s1600/DSCN2612.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qDwkbu5Pz1s/TthrbjUnzdI/AAAAAAAACP4/dmqwbkVbks0/s320/DSCN2612.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My in law's back yard... &amp;nbsp;the fence is down. &amp;nbsp;Broken. &amp;nbsp;That's not good...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zCFm0qN_blw/Tthrq7AAOBI/AAAAAAAACQA/8IaIJgDXns8/s1600/DSCN2615.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zCFm0qN_blw/Tthrq7AAOBI/AAAAAAAACQA/8IaIJgDXns8/s320/DSCN2615.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is my favorite picture.... &amp;nbsp;A trampoline in the tree. &amp;nbsp;Can you believe it? &amp;nbsp;Seriously it was windy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x7Gc8VE8OUM/Tthr5kEIJtI/AAAAAAAACQI/iTEYIvCtkk0/s1600/DSCN2623.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x7Gc8VE8OUM/Tthr5kEIJtI/AAAAAAAACQI/iTEYIvCtkk0/s320/DSCN2623.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This house has a whole in the roof, can you see it??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nirxmY1hjX0/TthsGkp0zgI/AAAAAAAACQQ/-Q9jY7gl2Sc/s1600/DSCN2635.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nirxmY1hjX0/TthsGkp0zgI/AAAAAAAACQQ/-Q9jY7gl2Sc/s320/DSCN2635.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;trees down everywhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-28GMxkSKzh8/TthsVB9nF3I/AAAAAAAACQY/pk1kfbuLG_s/s1600/DSCN2636.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-28GMxkSKzh8/TthsVB9nF3I/AAAAAAAACQY/pk1kfbuLG_s/s320/DSCN2636.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The trees even lifted the&amp;nbsp;side walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3JpCrUVQtQw/TthsXgGh4AI/AAAAAAAACQg/LMqN1VR4Yk0/s1600/DSCN2641.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3JpCrUVQtQw/TthsXgGh4AI/AAAAAAAACQg/LMqN1VR4Yk0/s320/DSCN2641.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think it is safe to say the golf course has seen better days as well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Op6P0poMaE/TthvWIKMdoI/AAAAAAAACQo/fEUbhXBx1OA/s1600/DSCN2629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Op6P0poMaE/TthvWIKMdoI/AAAAAAAACQo/fEUbhXBx1OA/s320/DSCN2629.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't it amazing was nature can do?? &amp;nbsp;Chad and I were lucky for sure, we are walking away with scratches on our car from the shingles but nothing else. &amp;nbsp;I know that is only because we don't have a house but a lot more could have happened to our cars but nothing did so I consider myself blessed. &amp;nbsp;At my in laws (where I live) &amp;nbsp;the shingles blew off (not all but enough), the green house got tossed around, the fence fell and some things they had in the yard got thrown around as well. &amp;nbsp;What with all the trees that fell I think we are all blessed no one got hurt. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm grateful for today. &amp;nbsp;Yes, that sounds silly but I am. &amp;nbsp;It was an experience and I was impressed. &amp;nbsp;In the very short time I was outside I saw several people walking around the neighbourhood trying to help out and make sure no more damage would be done. &amp;nbsp;We live in an phenomenal area and if I hadn't noticed it before I&amp;nbsp;definitely&amp;nbsp;noticed it today. &amp;nbsp;Well, that is all! &amp;nbsp;I hope everyone else got through today unscathed! &amp;nbsp;Oh crazy wind!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-6751108929932354627?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/6751108929932354627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=6751108929932354627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/6751108929932354627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/6751108929932354627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/12/wind-storm.html' title='Wind storm'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jB_Ja_q0wSI/TthqSHqseJI/AAAAAAAACPQ/nXCr4LY4dMg/s72-c/DSCN2601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-760009261582407317</id><published>2011-11-09T23:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T00:00:09.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 month stats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;L.O.V.E my baby boy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vP99QRPu7lw/TrtsOVFDEXI/AAAAAAAACNw/LZUeFUalIfc/s1600/DSCN2352.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vP99QRPu7lw/TrtsOVFDEXI/AAAAAAAACNw/LZUeFUalIfc/s320/DSCN2352.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CUrqFGXvM_Q/TrtsbdICJyI/AAAAAAAACN4/qKH2QEkvb3U/s1600/DSCN2348.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CUrqFGXvM_Q/TrtsbdICJyI/AAAAAAAACN4/qKH2QEkvb3U/s320/DSCN2348.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FRS86bJpXyQ/TrtsqZplBzI/AAAAAAAACOA/jgKM22EXiHM/s1600/DSCN2370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FRS86bJpXyQ/TrtsqZplBzI/AAAAAAAACOA/jgKM22EXiHM/s320/DSCN2370.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can not believe Ty is 2 months old already. &amp;nbsp;Time is flying by so fast. &amp;nbsp;I'm loving being a mom to this sweet little man! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyler&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;had his 2 month well check today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are his stats:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Head size: 16''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Weight: 9 lbs 15 oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Height: &amp;nbsp;22 - 1/4''&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He is around the 25% for all 3 stats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ty was a champ getting his shots. &amp;nbsp;He cried and I felt so bad but once I picked him up he seemed to be fine. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love that my baby is still a little guy... even though he is getting so big!!!! &amp;nbsp;LOVE my baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are a couple other fun facts about Tyler right now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*We just ran out of newborn diapers yesterday and even though Tyler still fits into them we decided to just graduate him to size 1. &amp;nbsp;He was just about too big for them anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*When Ty isn't sick, hungry or tired he smiles a lot and is a very happy baby! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*Ty is a little kicker!!! &amp;nbsp;He loves to move around so it is wise for us not to bundle him up too much or he can't move and isn't happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;* Ty loves lights and loves to look at them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*It seems that he likes to look at the color red. Well, he finds things that are red and just looks at them so I think he likes it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*He has found his hand and loves to put it in his mouth. He can almost put his entire fist in his mouth. &amp;nbsp;(it is only his right hand) I've tried to give him his binkie instead but it just doesn't taste the same. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*Ty makes so much noise now, I LOVE IT! &amp;nbsp;It is so fun to hear the sound of his cute little voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*He likes to sit forward and look at everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*He is really good at holding his head up and can sit in his boppy chair because of it. &amp;nbsp;IT is so CUTE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*His acid reflux is so annoying :) &amp;nbsp;He spits up so much it is very frustrating at times. &amp;nbsp;He literally can soak through 2 or 3 burp cloths in 2 feedings. He can drench his shirt in one shot. Seriously, it's a lot and so frustrating but we are giving him medicine so hopefully that will help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*Ty is starting to grow out of &amp;nbsp;his newborn clothes. &amp;nbsp;I had to graduate one of his shirts to the "no longer fits" pile yesterday. &amp;nbsp;It was so sad for me!! &amp;nbsp;But I'm excited for him to fit into his &amp;nbsp;0-3 month clothes now. &amp;nbsp;He has &amp;nbsp;several cute shirts he will look so cute in!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well that is all for now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-760009261582407317?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/760009261582407317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=760009261582407317' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/760009261582407317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/760009261582407317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/11/2-month-stats.html' title='2 month stats'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vP99QRPu7lw/TrtsOVFDEXI/AAAAAAAACNw/LZUeFUalIfc/s72-c/DSCN2352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-2362691998077035731</id><published>2011-11-08T14:54:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T14:54:57.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Sleep or not to sleep.  That is the question</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Would you&amp;nbsp;jeopardize&amp;nbsp;your child's sleep by taking a picture, with the flash, of this??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ikPFmR16J7o/TrmiR1VDKKI/AAAAAAAACNI/EyjIWmm4HsY/s1600/DSCN2441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ikPFmR16J7o/TrmiR1VDKKI/AAAAAAAACNI/EyjIWmm4HsY/s320/DSCN2441.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently I would. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Do I need to explain this picture? &amp;nbsp;I guess I should but it has to be quick. I don't think he will stay asleep like this for long. &amp;nbsp;Tyler has been sick and I've been holding him a lot more than normal. Well, I guess that's not completely possible! &amp;nbsp;So, what I mean is Tyler has been sick so I've been holding him a lot&amp;nbsp;during&amp;nbsp;his naps and at night he has been sleeping on my chest. &amp;nbsp;(He has slept so well like that considering) &amp;nbsp;I'm not sure if he is still feeling sick. &amp;nbsp;He has/had (I don't know) a full blown ear infection and I'm not sure how long it takes for that to go away. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, he is still pretty fussy at times which is NOT normal so I assume he is still feeling a little sick. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, I tried to put him down and it didn't work; he woke right up and cried right away. &amp;nbsp;When I put my head next to his to see if I could get him to fall back to sleep before picking him up he immediately stopped crying. &amp;nbsp;A light bulb turned on in my head and I got this idea. &amp;nbsp;That idea turned into me HAVING to take a picture because it worked! &amp;nbsp;He slept with a bear on his head and at his side. &amp;nbsp;Who knows for how long he will sleep like that but whatever, it worked! AHHH he wakes. &amp;nbsp;I knew it won't last long but it was funny nonetheless. &amp;nbsp;Off to help my little man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-2362691998077035731?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/2362691998077035731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=2362691998077035731' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/2362691998077035731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/2362691998077035731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/11/to-sleep-or-not-to-sleep-that-is.html' title='To Sleep or not to sleep.  That is the question'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ikPFmR16J7o/TrmiR1VDKKI/AAAAAAAACNI/EyjIWmm4HsY/s72-c/DSCN2441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-3611495161179992681</id><published>2011-11-05T16:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T00:34:29.179-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures of the last...2 months</title><content type='html'>Update?? What's an update??&amp;nbsp; I am a new mom and am finding it hard to #1 put my baby down, I just can't get enouh of my little guy, and #2 get anything done even when I do put him down!!&amp;nbsp; With that being said.... the last 8 weeks have been an adventure, the BEST adventure!&amp;nbsp; It is not always easy being a mom. I know&amp;nbsp;I only have one but, it's not always easy!&amp;nbsp; With all that being said let me just quickly recap the last 8 weeks of my little Tyler's life... and show some pictures of his "firsts" and daily life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dALT5zNHwPY/TrL-PoqoqTI/AAAAAAAACKw/MDFNEs06jy8/s1600/P1013913.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dALT5zNHwPY/TrL-PoqoqTI/AAAAAAAACKw/MDFNEs06jy8/s320/P1013913.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;none of his pjs fit him at first so i bought him premie size jammies and they fit (except the arms were more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;like 3/4 length)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hz55s6m02bY/TrL-tLNJeJI/AAAAAAAACK4/XNIzImIpYW8/s1600/DSCN1919.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hz55s6m02bY/TrL-tLNJeJI/AAAAAAAACK4/XNIzImIpYW8/s320/DSCN1919.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My mom ( and I) gave Ty his first bath at home and he hated it (sorry about the sideways picture, not sure what's going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ii5XI_zT5qA/TrW8CTswhjI/AAAAAAAACNA/Bn4cA-o1_Wo/s1600/DSCN1854.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ii5XI_zT5qA/TrW8CTswhjI/AAAAAAAACNA/Bn4cA-o1_Wo/s320/DSCN1854.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Was happy when he was done... nice hair, right????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dUevjPF2FqA/TrL_Fek3KXI/AAAAAAAACLI/IfKopHJi-KA/s1600/DSCN1876.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dUevjPF2FqA/TrL_Fek3KXI/AAAAAAAACLI/IfKopHJi-KA/s320/DSCN1876.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*2 week appointment weighed 6 lbs 3 oz! &amp;nbsp;Didn't gain enough weight so we set up another appointment that Friday... &amp;nbsp;needless to say that week was a fun one as I fed him ever time he made a peep. &amp;nbsp;I didn't want to give him formula! &amp;nbsp;Friday's visit was a&amp;nbsp;success&amp;nbsp;and Tyler gained enough weight to keep him from supplementing. &amp;nbsp;He weighed &amp;nbsp;6 lbs 7 oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;* at 2 weeks old I gave my baby formula (long story) which made him throw up... A LOT and then green.&lt;/div&gt;*at 2 weeks old my baby was taken to the ER. &amp;nbsp;No worries, it was just him reacting to formula. &amp;nbsp;That's why I didn't want to give him formula again! &lt;br /&gt;This is Ty in the ER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Il3m1Te4Ai4/TrWqPykx6xI/AAAAAAAACMA/V1GuRo66ZO8/s1600/IMAG0007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Il3m1Te4Ai4/TrWqPykx6xI/AAAAAAAACMA/V1GuRo66ZO8/s320/IMAG0007.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*5 weeks we took him to the doctor again for acid reflux. &amp;nbsp;He is the spit up KING! &amp;nbsp;(his medicine is nasty by the way) and he weighed 8 lbs 5 oz &amp;nbsp;Seriously! &amp;nbsp;He grew so fast!!&lt;br /&gt;*7 weeks he threw up again and I took him to the doctor again. &amp;nbsp;This time I wasn't nervous because of the last experience however the doctor said to bring him in just in case.&lt;br /&gt;*7 weeks my baby was blessed and it was an awesome day. Chad gave Tyler and amazing blessing. It was so awesome to be the mother of the baby being blessed. I was soaking it up, I loved it!! The weather cooperated and it was nice and warm and to add to the awesomeness (can I say that word??) of this day my brother Scott and his wife and son flew in to&amp;nbsp;surprise&amp;nbsp;me at the blessing. &amp;nbsp;BEST! &amp;nbsp;DAY! &amp;nbsp;EVER!! And my baby got to meet his Uncle Scottie, Aunt Monica, and Cousin Derek....(I will post about that another time I need to get pictures from my mom but for now here are a few pictures of what I had)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x-wcDLlgg20/TrWrDfYpUDI/AAAAAAAACMI/xzqBQpCnaiA/s1600/DSC_0432.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x-wcDLlgg20/TrWrDfYpUDI/AAAAAAAACMI/xzqBQpCnaiA/s320/DSC_0432.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YYzCLCOh8m8/TrWscn1XVCI/AAAAAAAACMQ/EECBSQjsg4s/s1600/DSC_0401.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YYzCLCOh8m8/TrWscn1XVCI/AAAAAAAACMQ/EECBSQjsg4s/s320/DSC_0401.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Love that it looks like he is trying give me kisses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rovw8F7QVNw/TrWsrdAFZQI/AAAAAAAACMY/f5rmMJMLBnU/s1600/DSC_0494.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rovw8F7QVNw/TrWsrdAFZQI/AAAAAAAACMY/f5rmMJMLBnU/s320/DSC_0494.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After a long day for my little man he was pooped! &amp;nbsp;So I had to take advantage of the opportunity to snap some pictures! (But I'm only showing one hehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K9iGhOePsPA/TrWs5p6RXqI/AAAAAAAACMg/HqO_yu29eY4/s1600/DSC_0558.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K9iGhOePsPA/TrWs5p6RXqI/AAAAAAAACMg/HqO_yu29eY4/s320/DSC_0558.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*8 weeks Tyler got to dress up for the first time for Halloween. &amp;nbsp;He was the cutest Mickey Mouse I'd ever seen and well... because he was mickey mouse I dressed up as&amp;nbsp;Minnie&amp;nbsp;mouse... It was fun! &amp;nbsp;I haven't dressed up in years!&amp;nbsp;(I will post about this later but again, for now, here is a sneak peak of how cute he looked!!&amp;nbsp;Sorry&amp;nbsp;the picture is sideways I can't fix it...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eGyjRF5Fmn4/TrW55bwfriI/AAAAAAAACMo/zljHmO3VdT8/s1600/DSCN2304.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eGyjRF5Fmn4/TrW55bwfriI/AAAAAAAACMo/zljHmO3VdT8/s320/DSCN2304.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;AND at 8 weeks my sweet baby got a fever of 101.6. &amp;nbsp;Luckily he didn't have to go to the hospital but we were so close to having to admit him. &amp;nbsp;I am sure that would have done me in. &amp;nbsp;My poor baby! &amp;nbsp;Chad and Tyler's grandpa Steve gave Tyler a blessing and I felt confident Tyler would only continue to get better. &amp;nbsp;For now Tyler's fever has broken but he has a miserable cough and has a full blown ear infection as the doctor said. &amp;nbsp;I'm supposed to monitor his breathing and his coughing. &amp;nbsp;If any get worse I'm supposed to take him in right away. &amp;nbsp;My poor little guy! &amp;nbsp;The past three nights we have slept on the couch with him sleeping on my chest because it is easier for me to sleep with something helping me to support him while we both sleep. &amp;nbsp;I think it's a good thing because at least we can get a good nights sleep. &amp;nbsp;I can hardly put him down. &amp;nbsp;Yesterday seemed a little better and I was able to put him down for a little bit but every time he coughs I just want to pick him back up. &amp;nbsp;Today he seems really fussy so I have to wonder if he is feeling a little worse today than yesterday! &amp;nbsp;Hopefully he will feel perfect again soon so he doesn't have to be so uncomfortable. &amp;nbsp;Thankfully Chad is home today so he can help me and I can do some last minute project. &amp;nbsp;I know he is comfortable being in our arms. His little voice sounds so sick. &amp;nbsp;I feel so bad for the little guy. &amp;nbsp;BUT I know he will get better....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-THYTjGG4Xws/TrW6I6pi9SI/AAAAAAAACMw/CTM1rHBS4Tw/s1600/DSCN2317.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-THYTjGG4Xws/TrW6I6pi9SI/AAAAAAAACMw/CTM1rHBS4Tw/s320/DSCN2317.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have so many things to blog about I wonder if I will ever catch up. &amp;nbsp;I have to learn not to be so detailed but I can't help it. &amp;nbsp; Blogging is jouraling, right??? &amp;nbsp;So shouldn't I be detailed so that I can look back and remember (everything)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-3611495161179992681?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/3611495161179992681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=3611495161179992681' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/3611495161179992681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/3611495161179992681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/11/adventures-of-last2-months.html' title='Adventures of the last...2 months'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dALT5zNHwPY/TrL-PoqoqTI/AAAAAAAACKw/MDFNEs06jy8/s72-c/P1013913.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-255058828185220415</id><published>2011-10-01T12:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T12:16:31.524-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyler's newborn photo shoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Chad and I took Tyler to Paige Davis Photography in Kaysville and she did amazing! &amp;nbsp;I was so happy with her work. &amp;nbsp;Tyler was a champ through the whole thing. &amp;nbsp;He hardly woke up the entire time, but woke up enough to get a couple open eyed pictures. I wish Chad and I wore something better :( &amp;nbsp;oh well!! &amp;nbsp;I used a little too much hair product in Tyler's extremely fine hair and well.... it made it look pretty&amp;nbsp;greasy. &amp;nbsp;Oops, my bad! &amp;nbsp;Doesn't matter though, he is cute! &amp;nbsp;Anyway, here are his pictures. &amp;nbsp;I am having a hard time deciding which ones to print and I havent even showed you all of them. &amp;nbsp;I love them all! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eV2gYDTd2zs/ToaZ7PUmFvI/AAAAAAAACJE/AXkOoWtFdkk/s1600/Newborn_4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eV2gYDTd2zs/ToaZ7PUmFvI/AAAAAAAACJE/AXkOoWtFdkk/s320/Newborn_4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aaIb87E4KFA/Toab7MwGhSI/AAAAAAAACKs/2qAMSjmz5_s/s1600/Newborn_52.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aaIb87E4KFA/Toab7MwGhSI/AAAAAAAACKs/2qAMSjmz5_s/s320/Newborn_52.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See why I am having a hard time?? &amp;nbsp;Isn't my baby perfect? &amp;nbsp;I can't get enough of him!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I already feel like I have so much to catch up on with Tyler. &amp;nbsp;It really is hard for me to find the time to sit down and update when I have so many things to do that are more important than sitting at a computer to update my blog. &amp;nbsp;Hopefully soon I will figure out a better schedule!! Until then enjoy the pictures!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-255058828185220415?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/255058828185220415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=255058828185220415' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/255058828185220415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/255058828185220415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/10/tylers-newborn-photo-shoot.html' title='Tyler&apos;s newborn photo shoot'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eV2gYDTd2zs/ToaZ7PUmFvI/AAAAAAAACJE/AXkOoWtFdkk/s72-c/Newborn_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-9223219949765649518</id><published>2011-09-17T22:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T12:20:23.494-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tyler Burton Quilter Story</title><content type='html'>As promised, here is Tyler's arrival story! &amp;nbsp;(I will warn you now: &amp;nbsp;this post is long. &amp;nbsp;I am a detailed story teller and since this is my blog and I want to remember, I'm putting as many details as I can remember! &amp;nbsp;You've been warned) &amp;nbsp;On Saturday, Sept. 3, &amp;nbsp;Chad and I picked up the apartment, ran the last few&amp;nbsp;errands&amp;nbsp;we needed to run to feel "ready and prepared" at any given moment, we &amp;nbsp;vacuumed, dusted&amp;nbsp;and I cut Chad's hair. &amp;nbsp;I told Chad I wanted him to have his hair nice and clean cut for when Tyler comes because we are going to be taking lots of pictures and I wanted him to look nice! &amp;nbsp;HAHAHAHAHA &amp;nbsp;I'm so silly! &amp;nbsp;It must have worked though because he came that night. &amp;nbsp;Tyler must have known how hard we worked to get ready for him. &amp;nbsp;It has literally taken me hours and hours and months to be as ready as I could be. &amp;nbsp;I bleached just about everything I could and made just about everything I knew to make. &amp;nbsp;I was ready for him to come. &amp;nbsp;ANYWAY, Saturday night we went to bed like normal. (SIDE NOTE: &amp;nbsp;I knew all along I would go into labor during the night time. I'm not exactly sure why I knew that I just did and that is probably why I felt so&amp;nbsp;disappointed when I would wake up the next day still pregnant. hahaha) I woke up around 3:00am feeling cramps in my back, nothing too bad but they were annoying and uncomfortable enough to wake up to. &amp;nbsp;I thought it really stunk because I had the same contractions several nights prior to this time as well and it obviously never went anywhere. &amp;nbsp;I was feeling frustrated. &amp;nbsp;I tried to go back to sleep but couldn't because they were starting to hurt worse. &amp;nbsp;OH I also didn't think it was anything because it was all in my back. &amp;nbsp;I just assumed my back was acting up. &amp;nbsp;At around 3:30am &amp;nbsp;I had to wake up Chad because the "back pain" was worse and I really needed Chad to rub my back. &amp;nbsp;The second he started rubbing my back I had another contraction and told him he had to stop. &amp;nbsp;We started to time the contractions and they were 10 minutes apart and 2 minutes long. &amp;nbsp;10 minutes might seem like enough time apart to feel relief but it was just torture! &amp;nbsp;After one&amp;nbsp;particular&amp;nbsp;contraction I got up to go to the bathroom. &amp;nbsp;I figured it would relieve some pain. &amp;nbsp;When I sat up I heard a pop. &amp;nbsp;It sounded a little like someone cracking a knuckle. &amp;nbsp;I thought it was odd. &amp;nbsp;I wondered how he moved in order for him to make that sound. &amp;nbsp;When I really thought about it I remembered my friend telling me she heard her water break and nothing came out until she moved around. &amp;nbsp;I wondered if that was what it was for me but after moving around and nothing coming out I dismissed the thought. I didn't think it was really happening. Then I got up to go to the bathroom. &amp;nbsp;After I was finished peeing, I didn't stop. &amp;nbsp;Know what I mean? &amp;nbsp;I knew I wasn't peeing anymore I had already stopped and then the water just came out. &amp;nbsp;But then it stopped and it wasn't a ton so I figured it must have been me peeing. &amp;nbsp;I went back to bed. &amp;nbsp;Another contraction came. &amp;nbsp;I asked Chad how long our doctor told us to wait before going to the hospital. &amp;nbsp;I thought our dr said when my contractions are 5 minutes apart for an hour. &amp;nbsp;I had already been contracting for 30 minutes 10 minutes apart and I thought I was going to die! &amp;nbsp;Can you imagine me waiting until my contractions were 5 minutes for an hour?????? HA! &amp;nbsp;I said, "I don't know how people do this, this hurts!" &amp;nbsp;Now, I know what cramps feeling like and you always hear that cramps prepare you for Labor. &amp;nbsp;Well let me say this BULLCRAP!!! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;You can not prepare for that pain! &amp;nbsp;Call me a wimp but seriously anyone that says contractions are easy is not telling the truth. &amp;nbsp;I might be bad with pain but those things hurt and it was nothing I ever experienced before! &amp;nbsp;Anyway, around 4:00am I finally just called my mother to ask her. &amp;nbsp;I was having a contraction while talking to her and was trying really hard not to cry. &amp;nbsp;She told me she though it sounded like my water broke and I should just go to the hospital. &amp;nbsp;So we hurried and got our stuff situated and left for the hospital. &amp;nbsp;As we got into the car I was having another contraction. &amp;nbsp;IT HURT!!! &amp;nbsp;I thought ok it will take 10 minutes to get to the hospital I will only have 2 contractions. &amp;nbsp;I was WRONG! &amp;nbsp;It seemed the second we got in the car my contractions started to get closer apart and that wasn't awesome. &amp;nbsp;I was sitting in a car with nowhere to move in order to get comfortable (not that I could anyway) and I told Chad I didn't want to do this anymore because it hurt too badly. &amp;nbsp;He didn't respond to that one, can you blame him? &amp;nbsp;We finally got to the hospital and I told Chad to lets just go. &amp;nbsp;Leave everything in the car and let's just go. &amp;nbsp;We had to go in through the ER. &amp;nbsp;Once in there the guy at the front desk said, here for a baby? Ummmm, yes! &amp;nbsp;He directed us to another girl who asked if I was just having contractions or if my water broke. &amp;nbsp;I said, I'm having contractions but I think my water broke too. &amp;nbsp;She called Labor and delivery and had them come get me. &amp;nbsp;She asked if I wanted a wheelchair and I said no. &amp;nbsp;I felt so stupid taking a wheelchair. &amp;nbsp;BUT when the nurses came down to get me with a wheelchair I was glad, I was having another contraction and was glad to be off my feet. &amp;nbsp;(Not that that really helped anyway). &amp;nbsp;When we got up to labor and delivery the nurse at the front desk brought me into a room and told me to change into a gown and give them a urine sample. &amp;nbsp;Ok, not to sound like a baby but I couldn't think about peeing at the moment. &amp;nbsp;I was having another contraction and thought I was going to throw up. &amp;nbsp;It was never so hard for me to pee.... &amp;nbsp;I felt like I was dying and this was serious business!! haha &amp;nbsp;After all that I was brought to a bed where I was getting "prepped" &amp;nbsp;to be checked. &amp;nbsp;During the time I was having several contractions and trying so hard not to cry and seem like a baby. &amp;nbsp;But finally I asked when I could get an epidural. &amp;nbsp;My mom suggested I ask right away and I understood why and did what she suggested. &amp;nbsp;The nurse said I could have one after I got checked to make sure I was really in labor and if I was she would order it right away.&amp;nbsp;Ummm, ya I know I hadn't been in labor before so I might not know what "real" pain is but if this wasn't the real deal I was bowing out!&amp;nbsp;Being checked isn't fun or comfortable on a normal day but when you're having a contraction it is pretty much what hell should be like!!! &amp;nbsp;After she checked me she said I was at a 3. I thought, ONLY??? &amp;nbsp; If I was only at a 3 what would a 7, 10 or delivery feel like. &amp;nbsp; I won't lie I was pretty scared. &amp;nbsp;When she finished checking me I felt a gush of water come out. &amp;nbsp;I felt a little relief from that. &amp;nbsp;I'm not sure if that is normal or what but I did.... &amp;nbsp;So, it was the real thing. &amp;nbsp;I was given an IV. &amp;nbsp;I was having back labor and (that sucks by the way) the nurse with us pushed on my back and told Chad to do the same thing. &amp;nbsp;She said it was supposed to relieve pain. &amp;nbsp;It did but it still hurt. &amp;nbsp;I was grateful for the little relief though. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, I was wheeled into another room to get set up and wait for the baby to come. &amp;nbsp;Contractions were steady and painful and I didn't like them :) &amp;nbsp;My new nurse came in, her name is Stacie, I loved her! &amp;nbsp;She was the greatest nurse ever!!! &amp;nbsp;She was so nice and she talked with me and it felt like we were friends. &amp;nbsp;She made me feel so comfortable and that was important for me. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, the epidural came! &amp;nbsp;The doctor who gave it to me was awesome. &amp;nbsp;I was scared to get the epidural because of the image I had in my head about what it would feel like and how big the needle was but it didn't hurt even as much as the iv. &amp;nbsp;It was simple!!! &amp;nbsp;However, at one point he said ok this is the needle you have to stay really still for. &amp;nbsp;I was so nervous because he was about to stick me while I was having a contraction and I was worried I would move because of that. &amp;nbsp;But before I knew it he said he was done and I said, that's it??? &amp;nbsp;The epidural is finished. &amp;nbsp;He laughed a little and said yep, you're all done. &amp;nbsp;He taped me up and showed me the buttons I need to press in order to get more of the medicine in case it wore off and that was that! So,&amp;nbsp;epidurals&amp;nbsp;are NOT bad at all and I HATE needles. &amp;nbsp;(I didn't look at the needle though so I still don't know what it looks like but Chad said it wasn't that big) &amp;nbsp;The Doctor said he had a hard day dealing with a lot of mean people so he said that he was really glad we were so nice. I cracked some joke that I don't remember and I told him he was my favorite person of the day so far, he smiled and then left. &amp;nbsp;My epidural worked&amp;nbsp;immediately and it was bliss!!!&amp;nbsp;My Doctor came in around 6:00am to check on me and said he thought I'd have the baby pretty soon. &amp;nbsp;My doctor is so AWESOME!!!!!!! &amp;nbsp;I am constantly impressed by him and how nice and considerate he is and how he always makes you feel like you are important. He is an awesome doctor! Anyway, as it turns out Tyler did not come soon. &amp;nbsp;He took 14 hours all together. &amp;nbsp;I was exhausted and it was a crazy feeling because I couldn't feel a thing but I could see on the monitors that my body was working! &amp;nbsp;I was grateful I couldn't feel it :) &amp;nbsp;I enjoyed the day actually. &amp;nbsp;If felt like Christmas Eve! &amp;nbsp;I was happy waiting because I knew Tyler was on his way (and I was a little scared to deliver him, shhhhh!) &amp;nbsp; I tried to sleep and while I rested and felt like I was sleeping I was completely aware of what was going on around me. &amp;nbsp;Chad and I both felt like the day was going by pretty fast though and the day was awesome! &amp;nbsp;Here are a few pictures of my hospital experience up to this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was early in the day so we had a long way to go at this point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tQDD2jzuY3s/Tm_7bHYdZcI/AAAAAAAACHw/KmN7AZxc50M/s1600/DSCN1661.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tQDD2jzuY3s/Tm_7bHYdZcI/AAAAAAAACHw/KmN7AZxc50M/s320/DSCN1661.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was the middle of the day. &amp;nbsp;I'm still doing pretty well... just tired but had great company (Chad)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ipaWjggK4PU/Tm_-9Ud6iXI/AAAAAAAACH8/N3piURyufIg/s1600/Tyler%2527s+Birth+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ipaWjggK4PU/Tm_-9Ud6iXI/AAAAAAAACH8/N3piURyufIg/s320/Tyler%2527s+Birth+002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm talking to either my brother Scott or my dad... still feeling good :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yqJPwelfZ0c/Tm_8Tf4obqI/AAAAAAAACH4/PaXsBHtQYpQ/s1600/DSCN1668.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yqJPwelfZ0c/Tm_8Tf4obqI/AAAAAAAACH4/PaXsBHtQYpQ/s320/DSCN1668.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm at a 9!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jHhuKsv3PX8/Tm__o81Ez3I/AAAAAAAACIA/r0iDxWedndE/s1600/IMG_20110904_152408.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jHhuKsv3PX8/Tm__o81Ez3I/AAAAAAAACIA/r0iDxWedndE/s320/IMG_20110904_152408.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Right before the last picture was taken my doctor said to Chad and I ''ok you're almost ready.''  He said he'd come back soon and we'd have a baby.  After he left I told Chad that I hope he gave me 15 minutes to&amp;nbsp;rest so I can have energy to have a baby.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully he gave me more then 15 minutes, he said he gave me about 30-45 minutes.&amp;nbsp; Then:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; My mom came&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JaxCtgDfikY/TnAATBrPsKI/AAAAAAAACIE/nsKLDxzYXzc/s1600/Tyler%2527s+Birth+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JaxCtgDfikY/TnAATBrPsKI/AAAAAAAACIE/nsKLDxzYXzc/s320/Tyler%2527s+Birth+007.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and then the doctor came and it was time to have a baby... Chad was the best support ever.&amp;nbsp; From the beginning of contractions to the second Tyler was born Chad was the best.&amp;nbsp; Throughout the whole time he told me that I was doing such a good job and was just really supportive.&amp;nbsp; Tyler was face up, which the doctor said was a harder delivery for the baby and for me, and Chad was so helpful!&amp;nbsp; Honestly I couldn't have done it without him.&amp;nbsp; I only pushed 12 times and Tyler was out.&amp;nbsp; IT HURT!!&amp;nbsp; and if Chad wasn't there to support me I wouldn't have been able to do it.&amp;nbsp; He is THE MAN! I'm so thankful for him!!!&amp;nbsp; Anyway the baby was born and we did skin to skin... which means Tyler was placed on my chest right away.&amp;nbsp; unfortunately I'm a little too private to show pictures of that :)&amp;nbsp; So this first one is all you get.&amp;nbsp; I know I know I look AWESOME!&amp;nbsp; I was crying, what do you want?!?!?!?1 hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6ltyQeRNFnI/TnQnfUKAN2I/AAAAAAAACIM/PfruZNsNpbI/s1600/Tyler%2527s+Birth+013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6ltyQeRNFnI/TnQnfUKAN2I/AAAAAAAACIM/PfruZNsNpbI/s320/Tyler%2527s+Birth+013.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dad and Tyler... They make a fine father son pair!&amp;nbsp; Love them both soooo much!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BP4O1fbhPfQ/TnQntRbpAEI/AAAAAAAACIQ/IyxR1NgAcG0/s1600/Tyler%2527s+Birth+033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BP4O1fbhPfQ/TnQntRbpAEI/AAAAAAAACIQ/IyxR1NgAcG0/s320/Tyler%2527s+Birth+033.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mom and Tyler, I still can't believe I'm a mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5qZbjumM_gA/TnQoCCbiWgI/AAAAAAAACIY/5XCHnGOlTUY/s1600/P1013737.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5qZbjumM_gA/TnQoCCbiWgI/AAAAAAAACIY/5XCHnGOlTUY/s320/P1013737.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wish everyone could have as AWESOME of a doctor and delivery nurse as I did.&amp;nbsp; They are both the greatest and I appreciated them so much.&amp;nbsp; Dr.&amp;nbsp; Spencer and Stacie!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QGtNkzk2mIk/TnQn63_wGcI/AAAAAAAACIU/WNeoi9iqlIQ/s1600/Tyler%2527s+Birth+028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QGtNkzk2mIk/TnQn63_wGcI/AAAAAAAACIU/WNeoi9iqlIQ/s320/Tyler%2527s+Birth+028.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Phone calls!&amp;nbsp; ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqivupUbZOM/TnQoID4MstI/AAAAAAAACIc/mo6WdgDoTEA/s1600/P1013806.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqivupUbZOM/TnQoID4MstI/AAAAAAAACIc/mo6WdgDoTEA/s320/P1013806.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Proud dad! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dkQy6N7DPmk/TnQoNwo-mYI/AAAAAAAACIg/UnXPUQ6G3Xo/s1600/P1013743.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dkQy6N7DPmk/TnQoNwo-mYI/AAAAAAAACIg/UnXPUQ6G3Xo/s320/P1013743.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tyler had a hard delivery... but he was a champ and did such a good job.&amp;nbsp; Oh I just love this little boy!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GLx8Kd8lOtk/TnQoY6q6B5I/AAAAAAAACIk/YhojoiQ9bBk/s1600/P1013747.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GLx8Kd8lOtk/TnQoY6q6B5I/AAAAAAAACIk/YhojoiQ9bBk/s320/P1013747.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were&amp;nbsp;moved to room 4120.&amp;nbsp; It was a good room!&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d-cWt17AEag/TnQoeuZlT9I/AAAAAAAACIo/FDz1_WlDct0/s1600/P1013762.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d-cWt17AEag/TnQoeuZlT9I/AAAAAAAACIo/FDz1_WlDct0/s320/P1013762.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tyler meets Grandma Turner.&amp;nbsp; My mom is awesome and she was at the hospital as soon as we called.&amp;nbsp; And she was there for me to help me and it was awesome!&amp;nbsp; Thanks Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jQRHedXh0_Y/TnQo1jjS0HI/AAAAAAAACIs/mce6GcAS3LM/s1600/P1013783.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jQRHedXh0_Y/TnQo1jjS0HI/AAAAAAAACIs/mce6GcAS3LM/s320/P1013783.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chad couldn't stop taking pictures of Tyler.&amp;nbsp; I don't blame him, I couldn't either!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w5zHSC9XOlM/TnQpkM-PIgI/AAAAAAAACIw/3bhVcltlAwE/s1600/P1013849.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w5zHSC9XOlM/TnQpkM-PIgI/AAAAAAAACIw/3bhVcltlAwE/s320/P1013849.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm partial, yes, but I think he is pretty darn cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cXuDf1TZRvY/TnQpr2i_lsI/AAAAAAAACI0/3V08Iyw5doM/s1600/P1013867.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cXuDf1TZRvY/TnQpr2i_lsI/AAAAAAAACI0/3V08Iyw5doM/s320/P1013867.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My family came to visit and it felt like a party, we had so much fun! Scott and Monica came to visit, through Skype that is, but still it was awesome! &amp;nbsp;My sister and her family were sick so we skyped with them too, also awesome. &amp;nbsp;My family just loves Tyler and I feel so blessed. I was so grateful for my family visiting and showing how much they care not just about Tyler which they were SOOOOOOOOO excited about (and showed it in every way) but also for Chad and I.&amp;nbsp; I love my family, thanks for supporting us! &amp;nbsp;Chad's family came too but I don't have just one picture of the bunch of them... &amp;nbsp;we are thankful they came too! &amp;nbsp;Families are great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8KfVkRr7N0g/TnQrT_onb6I/AAAAAAAACI4/BUOqdyXyr1Y/s1600/P1013899.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8KfVkRr7N0g/TnQrT_onb6I/AAAAAAAACI4/BUOqdyXyr1Y/s320/P1013899.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A family picture!&amp;nbsp; We are so proud! Wow, he is so little!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOFtZSSOEVE/TnQraIlxQ9I/AAAAAAAACI8/N4VqSy1apCI/s1600/P1013906.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOFtZSSOEVE/TnQraIlxQ9I/AAAAAAAACI8/N4VqSy1apCI/s320/P1013906.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's now been two weeks (tomorrow) since Tyler was born.&amp;nbsp; The time is flying by.&amp;nbsp; He is still so little and everyday I'm more and more in love with my perfect little guy!&amp;nbsp; He sleeps through MOST of the night and is happy all the time.&amp;nbsp; He sleeps most of the day and pretty much only wakes up to eat... but when he is awake he is happy!&amp;nbsp; I'm so lucky I have it so easy so far!&amp;nbsp; I'm still so nervous to bring him around people.&amp;nbsp; I worry about everyone washing&amp;nbsp;their hands.&amp;nbsp; It is embarrassing to me to tell an adult to wash their hands but I do... and I will keep&amp;nbsp;telling them to wash their hands.&amp;nbsp; I hope no one gets offended by it.&amp;nbsp; I'm just being cautious though.&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I should relax but I can't help it. I just love the little guy and don't want him to get sick!&amp;nbsp; Anyway, that&amp;nbsp;is&amp;nbsp;Tyler's arrival story.&amp;nbsp; It's long&amp;nbsp;but oh well :)&amp;nbsp; Tyler got his&amp;nbsp;newborn pictures taken at 6 days old.&amp;nbsp; I'm SOOOOO excited to see them and when I do I will post them.&amp;nbsp; They are so cute! I&amp;nbsp;am POSITIVE!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-9223219949765649518?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/9223219949765649518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=9223219949765649518' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/9223219949765649518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/9223219949765649518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/09/tyler-burton-quilter-story.html' title='The Tyler Burton Quilter Story'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tQDD2jzuY3s/Tm_7bHYdZcI/AAAAAAAACHw/KmN7AZxc50M/s72-c/DSCN1661.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-366219349071040655</id><published>2011-09-05T18:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T23:39:17.241-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Tyler Burton Quilter</title><content type='html'>This little guy was born on Sunday September 4, 2011 at 5:05pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JwwlbwVxwqE/TmVko_UNnAI/AAAAAAAACHo/aFVhqvhQMVQ/s1600/DSCN1729.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JwwlbwVxwqE/TmVko_UNnAI/AAAAAAAACHo/aFVhqvhQMVQ/s320/DSCN1729.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He weighed in at 6 pounds 5 ounces and was&amp;nbsp;20 inches long.&amp;nbsp; He has an exteme amount of hair and is pure&amp;nbsp;cuteness!&amp;nbsp; His story and pictures to come, later!&amp;nbsp; I'm still in the hospital and was told that many are asking so I thought I would just show you a picture of my cutie for now and then&amp;nbsp;later write his story. It's a good one :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I love this little guy, he is my dream come true... along with his dad, of course!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-366219349071040655?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/366219349071040655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=366219349071040655' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/366219349071040655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/366219349071040655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-little-guy-was-born-on-sunday.html' title='Meet Tyler Burton Quilter'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JwwlbwVxwqE/TmVko_UNnAI/AAAAAAAACHo/aFVhqvhQMVQ/s72-c/DSCN1729.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-1195293776333295683</id><published>2011-09-01T10:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T10:45:46.202-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Bye August, Hello September and cold weather!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I can't believe August is over, where did it go? &amp;nbsp;I can't believe the summer is over. &amp;nbsp;I know it's technically still summer but lets be honest here, when the kids are back in school the cold soon follows. &amp;nbsp;Ah Utah, I love you! &amp;nbsp;I have so much to be excited for this month and believe me I'm ready for it all. &amp;nbsp;I'm ready for my life to change and I'm excited! &amp;nbsp;I'm excited for the moment I'm driving to the hospital and I'm even more excited for the moment I get to drive home from the hospital with my new toy to play with! &amp;nbsp;I just wish the weather would stay warm for a bit longer with all the upcoming excitement. &amp;nbsp;I'm not ready to wear jeans and long sleeve shirts yet and I'm not ready to be cold all the time. I am, however, looking forward to all my new little family's "firsts" &amp;nbsp;Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years, Valentine's day, St. Patrick's day (yes, I'm even excited for that), Easter, Memorial Day, SUMMER!, 4th of July, ahhh SUMMER!! I'm so excited! &amp;nbsp; Maybe I'd be more excited for the cold weather if I had some cute clothes to wear but for the last several years I tried not to buy to many new pre-baby clothes because I thought I was going to be pregnant... and then it took forever. &amp;nbsp;I should have bought clothes. &amp;nbsp;Well anyway, I'll get to buy some later I guess. &amp;nbsp;I wish I would have thought that I wasn't going to want to purchase anything for me and that I would want to purchase for my baby, but I didn't think that far ahead. &amp;nbsp;Silly Silly me, I guess I'll have to wear old clothes and shoes for now. &amp;nbsp;Oh shoes, how I want to have a lot of money just so I can have a entire closet full of you!!! &amp;nbsp;Variety is fantastic! &amp;nbsp;Anyway, now that I'm rambling and all that fun stuff I will say this... &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby room is complete except for the pictures that need to be posted of him and the corner hutch my husband is making for him! &amp;nbsp;When he comes and I get those pictures up I can show you the before and afters of it. &amp;nbsp;I'm pretty excited about it, I think it turned out pretty awesome. &amp;nbsp; Plus, it couldn't be complete without my little man in it anyway! &amp;nbsp;Did I mention I am so excited for him to come? &amp;nbsp;Oh my gosh, I can't wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Hopefully this will be the LAST post without him here!! &amp;nbsp;Pray for me, I'm hoping for today!!! &amp;nbsp;Well,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;here is&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;to hoping!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-1195293776333295683?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/1195293776333295683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=1195293776333295683' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/1195293776333295683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/1195293776333295683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/09/good-bye-august-hello-september-and.html' title='Good Bye August, Hello September and cold weather!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-8539360686694423989</id><published>2011-08-27T15:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T23:28:30.344-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Baby Tyler,</title><content type='html'>Wow, it is strange to call you by your name. &amp;nbsp;I've haven't really called you that unless someone asked what we were naming you. I've only been able to called you baby or little man. In fact, your dad called you Tyler all the time until I told him to call you baby, it was too strange for me to hear him call you that (for now). &amp;nbsp;I'm confident in your name and I'm so excited when I hear my&amp;nbsp;nieces&amp;nbsp;and nephews call you Tyler or by Baby Ty, but I just can't do it... yet! &amp;nbsp;Ahhh, good luck with me little man!&lt;br /&gt;In the last nine months I have tried my hardest to get everything ready for you. &amp;nbsp;I've sanded down and refinished a crib, refinished a dresser/changing table, painted a room, made a picture frame especially for you, (which is the BEST) I've worked out daily (which was for me, yes, but I also did it for you so you would be a little healthier *smile*) &amp;nbsp;I've made car seat tents, crib bedding, clothing, I've made 98% of all the decorations for your room, nursing covers (well that one was your aunt Bonnie, but I did purchase the material for it) and I purchased you a SWEET Yankee Jersey which is hanging on your wall as decoration. &amp;nbsp;Don't worry though you can wear it when you're big enough. I cleaned my car to perfection (well perfection for my abilities that is) I love sitting in my car and don't want anything to make a mess of it, it looks better now than when I got it :) &amp;nbsp;well, kind of. &amp;nbsp;I've spent countless hours preparing for you in so many ways. &amp;nbsp;This last couple of weeks my time has been consumed with the desire to clean... CLEAN CLEAN CLEAN, EVERYTHING and decorate as much as I can and am able to at the moment! &amp;nbsp;It seemed like such a gigantic task and I've felt so much pressure to get it done. I've tried to do a little at a time, but it never seemed to feel clean or complete. &amp;nbsp;Then, this week came and I decided I just had to do it, I just had to clean my little heart out or you'd come, it wouldn't be done and I would have a melt down. &amp;nbsp;Yes, I said I'd have a melt down. &amp;nbsp;I like things clean... &amp;nbsp;I mean CLEAN!!!!!!!! I washed all the walls in every room in our living space (your dad helped too) I cleaned out every drawer and cupboard, yes every single one, and reorganized it. &amp;nbsp;I threw things out to make room for you and tried to decorate a little more. &amp;nbsp;I washed every door I could and tried as hard as I could to get every cob web removed for you. &amp;nbsp;I don't want to see a spider near you!!!!!! &amp;nbsp;I had a dream about it and it scared me!! &amp;nbsp;So gone they are (I hope). &amp;nbsp;I cleaned out closets and washed windows (from the inside, can't do that one on the outside) I dusted just about everything I could!!! &amp;nbsp;I got on my hands and knees and scrubbed just about everything I could including the bathroom and pantry. &amp;nbsp;BLEACH is my friend!! &amp;nbsp;I have tried, though I'm sure I missed some somewhere, to get every dust particle possible in this house and now I'm just sitting down for a break. &amp;nbsp;I still have a little left to do but for the most part I am finally finished cleaning and it is safe for you to come. &amp;nbsp;I am a little cleaning crazy, but it really feels good to feel like it's clean and ready for you. &lt;br /&gt;Now, there are still several projects I want to get done but as I was cleaning I thought man I hope this little guy comes before I feel like I have to do this all over. &amp;nbsp;That thought made me anxious. I just want you to come home to the most clean&amp;nbsp;environment&amp;nbsp;possible and I'm doing my best with what I can to do that. &amp;nbsp;I don't want you to get sick or be uncomfortable because of something in the air. &amp;nbsp;I don't bugs to crawl on you or bite you. &amp;nbsp;I just want to protect you.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I know there are way more important things to protect you from then just the cleanliness of my home but it's a start, right? &amp;nbsp;Did I mention I was crazy? &amp;nbsp;Well, I am!&amp;nbsp;And part of me is sorry for that, but the other is not :) &amp;nbsp;Well anyway now that my house is clean but decorations are not finished, can you come? &amp;nbsp;I have a lot of empty picture frames waiting for you. &amp;nbsp;My baby room that I've worked on for what seems like FOREVER can not be completed until you come. &amp;nbsp;And besides all the decorating and stuff I'm so anxious to hold you and see you and love you in person I can't hardly wait anymore. &amp;nbsp;I've waited a lot longer than 9 months for you so the least you can do is come a little early :) hehehe good guilt trip?? &amp;nbsp;No worries, if you can't you are worth the wait &amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;every tear I cried! &amp;nbsp;It's ok if you need to wait a little longer but.... &amp;nbsp;Just remember I spent HOURS upon HOURS cleaning just for you and homes don't stay clean forever! :) &amp;nbsp;Please come, I'm ready. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy! &amp;nbsp;(Yay, I can say that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS (to anyone reading) &amp;nbsp;if you feel so inclined to tell me to be patient, that I only have a little bit longer, that I'm not big or uncomfortable yet (like you know), and he will come when he is ready, that I will wish I would have been a bit more patient for him to come because when he does my life will change forever and it will never be the same (you can never give them back), if you want to tell me your stories about how you were weeks late... just don't (please!) &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;Thanks :) &amp;nbsp;Ahh pregnancy rears it's ugly head.... &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-8539360686694423989?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/8539360686694423989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=8539360686694423989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/8539360686694423989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/8539360686694423989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/08/dear-baby-tyler.html' title='Dear Baby Tyler,'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-6538645495609831792</id><published>2011-08-24T11:44:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T11:47:31.627-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor appointments</title><content type='html'>Here's are the problems...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;#1 I don't like working from my husband's laptop because it's an old piece of crap (sorry but it's true)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;#2 our desk top is also an old piece of crap and nearly impossible, for me, to get to work with my camera (which has a LOT of pictures that need to be removed from it)&amp;nbsp; which means I don't get to update my blog or even my "history" very much because my pictures are STILL on my camera :) &amp;nbsp;got to LOVE that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solutions:&lt;br /&gt;#1 &amp;nbsp;get a new lap top!&lt;br /&gt;#2 &amp;nbsp;get a new desk top!!&lt;br /&gt;#3 &amp;nbsp;don't think about it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh wouldn't that be nice??? &amp;nbsp;Yes, well it is in our plans to get new computers but before we do that we want to finish getting all the essential things for our baby. &amp;nbsp;Not that we need much of anything else (that we know of) right now but we'd rather spend the money on our little guy. &amp;nbsp;So since the first 2 solutions are not in the cards for a little longer my final solution is that &amp;nbsp;going to have to win the prize... I'll just have to stop thinking about it and do a lot of updating with LONG drawn out posts.... &amp;nbsp;and everything mixed together when I'm not too lazy to figure the computer/camera thing out!&lt;br /&gt;Ok Doctor visits: &amp;nbsp;This won't be much of a fun post but like I've said in the past, it's really for me to remember.&lt;br /&gt;In June my doctor said my baby was measuring a little above average. &amp;nbsp;That made me a little nervous, I wont lie. &amp;nbsp;I'd be happy with a big baby but I was really praying for a smaller one (for obvious reasons). I started my every 2 week appointments and at each appointment the baby's heart was strong. &amp;nbsp;I was always so grateful! At my 36 week visit we had our last ultrasound. (Last time we got to see our baby before he comes) I can't believe it!! We couldn't really see anything so we didn't get any fun pictures to broadcast. But the doctor said he looked healthy! &amp;nbsp;That is always something I'm grateful to hear!! I did ask if our baby had hair but we couldn't see that. &amp;nbsp;I did see his little foot and I can't believe how much it has grown. &amp;nbsp;YES, I can tell and it's bigger than the last time I saw his little foot and it makes me so excited. &amp;nbsp;I was excited to see that because I saw exactly what has been bruising my right side for the last month or two. &amp;nbsp;It was cute, I can't wait to hug and this little guy! &amp;nbsp;He might end up hating me but at least he will know I love him!&amp;nbsp; We were reassured that our baby is still for sure a boy! &amp;nbsp;We saw the evidence and he's a boy, no doubt!! PHEW!!!! &amp;nbsp;He is doing very well... &amp;nbsp;however he is measuring at 34 weeks. &amp;nbsp; Which means, he is a little under average in size and is just a little guy. &amp;nbsp;I was so relieved to know he was small. &amp;nbsp;I was nervous about that! &amp;nbsp;My doctor said that everything looked great! &amp;nbsp;He was looking healthy, just a little tiny but he said that it was no big deal. As soon as the doctor told us he was small Chad said Margie's happy about that. I said, yes I am... wait, am I? &amp;nbsp;and the Doctor said, I would be! &amp;nbsp;He also told us that I'm 75% effaced and dilated to a 2 with, at the time, 4 weeks to go. &amp;nbsp;I know that doesn't really mean much and other woman have been a lot farther along than I was BUT it did give me high hopes for an early arrival. &amp;nbsp; Yes, I am excited about that. &amp;nbsp;I know he is ok... but if he doesn't come until he is due so be it. &amp;nbsp;I'll be happy as long as he is healthy. &amp;nbsp;BUT I will still wish!! My next doctor's appointment was quick just like they said it would be. &amp;nbsp;He didn't check me just my babies heart and while I was &amp;nbsp;little disappointed because I wanted to know if I've dilated anymore or if I'm even more effaced I was also a little relieved. &amp;nbsp;I'd rather have my underparts kept in private a little longer until I have no other choice but to show the world what Margie Quilter owns! &amp;nbsp;At this point, however, I don't care... whatever it takes, just get him out! &amp;nbsp;Seriously! So his heart rate is still strong. &amp;nbsp;So, a couple of days before my visit my baby shifted. &amp;nbsp;I was a little confused because I could tell how he moved and his position for so long then he switched it on me. &amp;nbsp;It was no big deal his little feet just went from my right to left side until I couldn't tell anymore. &amp;nbsp;I couldn't tell if he moved back to the way he was or if he flipped completely. &amp;nbsp;I didn't know where his feet were anymore. &amp;nbsp;Naturally I told the doctor who checked and wow did that hurt. &amp;nbsp;He was trying to feel the baby's head but couldn't really grab hold of anything. He said it was hard to tell so he got an ultrasound machine and checked. &amp;nbsp;Good news is baby is still down, down, down LOW.&amp;nbsp; Bad news:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I still feel a little bruised and sore from him pushing on my stomach (area). &amp;nbsp;My poor fragile body hahahaha. &amp;nbsp;Just kidding! &amp;nbsp; Anyway, I did ask if he knew how long the baby was and he said that you can't really measure that. &amp;nbsp;You can guess but its not accurate. &amp;nbsp;I did also ask about his weight... &amp;nbsp;He said ultrasounds are never right but they can predict and he thinks he predicts pretty well. So ya... &amp;nbsp;My tests came back negative so I don't need any extra medicine when I deliver and the hospital has all my lab results. &amp;nbsp;I'm preregistered for the hospital and I'm ready to go... now if only I can get this baby ready too we'd be in business!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I'm feeling:&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes pregnant people are over dramatic and want to react so much more than necessary. &amp;nbsp;I have felt this monster come out in me and while sometimes parts of it sneak out, for the most part, I try and have been successful at keeping my mouth shut. &amp;nbsp;But am I allowed to say one thing without feeling like I'm a brat?? &amp;nbsp;Ahhh, I wish! &amp;nbsp;But I will say this: &amp;nbsp;Take it easy people, I'm at the end of my pregnancy and feel somewhere close to the end of my rope. :) &amp;nbsp;Ooops, was that saying too much??? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-6538645495609831792?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/6538645495609831792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=6538645495609831792' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/6538645495609831792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/6538645495609831792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/08/doctor-appointments-and-baby-showers.html' title='Doctor appointments'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-7633982760259879715</id><published>2011-08-08T12:42:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T14:19:47.551-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Deciding to play catch up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;WARNING: &amp;nbsp;This is a long post of pictures. &amp;nbsp;I didn't say much but hope the pictures do the talking for me in the future. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In June Chad's family always goes up to snowbird. &amp;nbsp;It is always the end of June and it's pretty safe to say that it will always be warm. &amp;nbsp;This year however, we started out the week with a father's day snowfall. &amp;nbsp;Can you imagine my dismay to see the white stuff falling from the sky when I was so tired of seeing it fall all the time!?! &amp;nbsp;I thought it was never going to end and we were going to have a snowy summer. Needless to say, I was ready to go home. &amp;nbsp;I didn't want a vacation to the snow but luckily the snow stopped and it was sunny days from Monday on! &amp;nbsp;Chad had to work and go to school most of the week. &amp;nbsp;I really missed him being there with me, it just wasn't the same but I had fun. &amp;nbsp;Just wish he could have been there more with me. &amp;nbsp;Here are a few pictures of the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chad's first father's day! This is from Chris, Sarah and the kids. &amp;nbsp;Cambree is such a ham! &amp;nbsp;Love her!! I got chad 2 dress shirts and had matching ties made up for him and our baby boy. &amp;nbsp;I didn't have the ties on father's day because I couldn't get a hold of the girl who made them so he got a picture showing him what they were. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I still haven't received the ties, and it's August! (and I've tried!!) hmmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BiSEDU3Cxdw/TkAG1m1vchI/AAAAAAAACFk/kF7P5VtfFYQ/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BiSEDU3Cxdw/TkAG1m1vchI/AAAAAAAACFk/kF7P5VtfFYQ/s320/010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the days we went to Discovery gateway in Salt Lake City and out to lunch at California Pizza Kitchen. &amp;nbsp;I had a salad and it was GOOD! &amp;nbsp;Sarah and Chris paid for everyone, they are way TOOOOOOOOO &amp;nbsp;nice sometimes :) &amp;nbsp;Thank you Sarah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aN4ucYqHRh8/TkAHm4S6EYI/AAAAAAAACFo/NHFkPs193uA/s1600/102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aN4ucYqHRh8/TkAHm4S6EYI/AAAAAAAACFo/NHFkPs193uA/s320/102.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tender moment between brothers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SMmmSM82O7g/TkAKSvE20_I/AAAAAAAACFs/gQIz2lTE1h8/s1600/070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SMmmSM82O7g/TkAKSvE20_I/AAAAAAAACFs/gQIz2lTE1h8/s320/070.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We played minute to win it games... that was pretty fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Z-wgS2sYG8/TkAKh9-3ZfI/AAAAAAAACFw/qshNolzTtO0/s1600/095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Z-wgS2sYG8/TkAKh9-3ZfI/AAAAAAAACFw/qshNolzTtO0/s320/095.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We went swimming, I wish I would have taken more pictures but I'm still new to having a camera so I forget plus I don't have kids yet, Chad wasn't there and I was on a mission to get a tan:)&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of &amp;nbsp;all the Quilter grandkids (until September and December when there will be 3 more!!) Cambree, Davis, Addie, Cathan, and Logan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ff6xygq1b4/TkAKvX9Q8dI/AAAAAAAACF0/UoYtO9fbnSw/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ff6xygq1b4/TkAKvX9Q8dI/AAAAAAAACF0/UoYtO9fbnSw/s320/023.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Davis and Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jIvKxMAvx0s/TkAK9Rlzw9I/AAAAAAAACF4/Vq9uQcmnFD4/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jIvKxMAvx0s/TkAK9Rlzw9I/AAAAAAAACF4/Vq9uQcmnFD4/s320/027.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We had a snowball fight...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u_UAVwMsNBw/TkALMZyhA8I/AAAAAAAACF8/N7XB0Wdo8sU/s1600/130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u_UAVwMsNBw/TkALMZyhA8I/AAAAAAAACF8/N7XB0Wdo8sU/s320/130.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And we hung out at the cabin... &amp;nbsp;Logan's silly face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FlEtlGWpJX8/TkALbLlVxNI/AAAAAAAACGA/jzcyXM0tLNI/s1600/139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FlEtlGWpJX8/TkALbLlVxNI/AAAAAAAACGA/jzcyXM0tLNI/s320/139.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Davis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9r6G02Jfnjw/TkALopaS_zI/AAAAAAAACGE/3Crgu-Qbr5w/s1600/140.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9r6G02Jfnjw/TkALopaS_zI/AAAAAAAACGE/3Crgu-Qbr5w/s320/140.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cathan and Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w50mNtMK2gg/TkAL2kSdsMI/AAAAAAAACGI/_FoLeYhsMM4/s1600/143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w50mNtMK2gg/TkAL2kSdsMI/AAAAAAAACGI/_FoLeYhsMM4/s320/143.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had a good time at snowbird this year. &amp;nbsp;I'm excited for next year when I won't be pregnant and will have a little guy to bring in the pool and take millions of pictures with! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That was snowbird 2011!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next update:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;MY BIRTHDAY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can you believe I missed posting about my birthday? &amp;nbsp;I can't! &amp;nbsp;ESPECIALLY since I think, for now, that it is the most important day of the year! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My brother got married on my birthday so I celebrated the next day but forgot to take pictures! &amp;nbsp;Oops, it was a good day. &amp;nbsp; Wish I had a picture of Chad and I but I don't :( &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Let's see.... I'm now 31, I can't believe it but it WAS my number in softball so I kind of like that number. &amp;nbsp;I think it will be a good year! &amp;nbsp;I don't feel 31 other than my body is getting tired but I think that's because I'm pregnant. &amp;nbsp;I kind of like being older and I don't mind aging. &amp;nbsp;Sure I don't look as young as I used to but I still feel young so that's all that matters. &amp;nbsp;Yes, I think this year will be a good one!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;For my birthday I got...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Decorations that my mom made! &amp;nbsp;I was really excited cause I wanted all of them :) &amp;nbsp;I got more things but don't have pictures of them! &amp;nbsp;It was a nice birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xW9svP71XT0/TkANv2ZN4hI/AAAAAAAACGM/QxY3oMqgDc0/s1600/145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xW9svP71XT0/TkANv2ZN4hI/AAAAAAAACGM/QxY3oMqgDc0/s320/145.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F4Zj6e-5Y3k/TkAN-0fxAPI/AAAAAAAACGQ/mD0QLQX4Bk0/s1600/146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F4Zj6e-5Y3k/TkAN-0fxAPI/AAAAAAAACGQ/mD0QLQX4Bk0/s320/146.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was my brother's wedding...obviously! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NWlkmffMlI4/TkAO3trnI3I/AAAAAAAACGg/i42VtF3gAsk/s1600/168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NWlkmffMlI4/TkAO3trnI3I/AAAAAAAACGg/i42VtF3gAsk/s320/168.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My sister, Bonnie, and her family with my mother. &amp;nbsp;Perfect family picture, I love it! &amp;nbsp;Audrey's face is perfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LuhTlkevxSQ/TkAONcHrQwI/AAAAAAAACGU/NS9ufzms5zM/s1600/150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LuhTlkevxSQ/TkAONcHrQwI/AAAAAAAACGU/NS9ufzms5zM/s320/150.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;With the exception of my brother's baby Derek and my child this is a picture of all the Mathusek grandchildren. &amp;nbsp;I really wish Derek were here! &amp;nbsp;It would have been&amp;nbsp;PERFECT. . . I wish MY kid was here then it really would have been perfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Um-hhJht0ZM/TkAOa7GN1yI/AAAAAAAACGY/tGpcdC5ow7s/s1600/164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Um-hhJht0ZM/TkAOa7GN1yI/AAAAAAAACGY/tGpcdC5ow7s/s320/164.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I did Audrey's hair for the wedding and I have to say, humbly, that I did a great job!&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dR3_F40jTZc/TkAOpcvk7aI/AAAAAAAACGc/PDVaN4zVTz0/s1600/167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dR3_F40jTZc/TkAOpcvk7aI/AAAAAAAACGc/PDVaN4zVTz0/s320/167.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Claire is cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xtQ44h8s2b0/TkAPGzBItKI/AAAAAAAACGk/B7ra-P8o_xU/s1600/180.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xtQ44h8s2b0/TkAPGzBItKI/AAAAAAAACGk/B7ra-P8o_xU/s320/180.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next update:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;4th of July....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is my favorite holiday, truly! &amp;nbsp;I love the warm weather. &amp;nbsp;I don't care that it is hot. &amp;nbsp;I love BBQs and hanging out with family and friends. &amp;nbsp;I love the memories that come with the 4th! &amp;nbsp;I love fireworks, I love seeing little kids reactions to them. &amp;nbsp;I love wearing red, white, and blue... I LOVE IT ALL! &amp;nbsp;Next year is going to be so much fun, I'm going to have my little man here to share it with. &amp;nbsp;YAYAYAYAYAY!!! &amp;nbsp;No, I can't get away from that topic, even when nothing I'm talking about has to do with him :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We hung out at the Quilters for a fun BBQ and then had fireworks and then sat on their lawn to watch the Davis High School fireworks. &amp;nbsp;Oh the joy of being so close to fireworks, there is no setting up and waiting around for them to start. &amp;nbsp;Although, I miss that because it really is fun to sit around play games and eat treats while you wait for the fireworks to start, maybe next year :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I REALLY need to get better at taking pictures. &amp;nbsp;I have so few.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chad and Davis&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EOAG9fY2dwM/TkAPT80BVuI/AAAAAAAACGo/IY_O06g9Cew/s1600/212.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EOAG9fY2dwM/TkAPT80BVuI/AAAAAAAACGo/IY_O06g9Cew/s320/212.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My niece, Emma, was there. &amp;nbsp;She is so pretty!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HEJ-dbOWxDM/TkAPjdRrLVI/AAAAAAAACGs/yyciFj9yhZw/s1600/214.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HEJ-dbOWxDM/TkAPjdRrLVI/AAAAAAAACGs/yyciFj9yhZw/s320/214.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bonnie Lynn, Jeffrey, and the goofy Holly. &amp;nbsp;Holly is just like her father sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NEPTReIf05E/TkAPyNSUn1I/AAAAAAAACGw/bCjzUJuz8IU/s1600/216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NEPTReIf05E/TkAPyNSUn1I/AAAAAAAACGw/bCjzUJuz8IU/s320/216.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Holly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nE5MNvpK2gM/TkAP-thPkrI/AAAAAAAACG0/jA4jnTn749I/s1600/221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nE5MNvpK2gM/TkAP-thPkrI/AAAAAAAACG0/jA4jnTn749I/s320/221.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jake and Addie became friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a3ybUkX-mxQ/TkAw3x2H04I/AAAAAAAACHI/GZzSpWr0Vgs/s1600/202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a3ybUkX-mxQ/TkAw3x2H04I/AAAAAAAACHI/GZzSpWr0Vgs/s320/202.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Grandpa Haccke's birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-96C8YZSXF-I/TkAxFqujFlI/AAAAAAAACHM/3XFf5D2Twhg/s1600/206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-96C8YZSXF-I/TkAxFqujFlI/AAAAAAAACHM/3XFf5D2Twhg/s320/206.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My family sitting with each other getting ready for the fireworks. &amp;nbsp;Not sure if they look to amused hahaha. &amp;nbsp;They had fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LBoczRkaEwY/TkAxT8zsgEI/AAAAAAAACHQ/2BzC6nEwDaM/s1600/213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LBoczRkaEwY/TkAxT8zsgEI/AAAAAAAACHQ/2BzC6nEwDaM/s320/213.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My Momma! &amp;nbsp;She's so pretty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lly4Ij2xkO0/TkAxh7lDkCI/AAAAAAAACHU/VLSVN4Q8W3w/s1600/218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lly4Ij2xkO0/TkAxh7lDkCI/AAAAAAAACHU/VLSVN4Q8W3w/s320/218.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Quilter family fireworks, they really are awesome. &amp;nbsp;I just didn't get a good picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eU502l5Yci4/TkAxvPh7QsI/AAAAAAAACHY/aYhWaQezOS4/s1600/219.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eU502l5Yci4/TkAxvPh7QsI/AAAAAAAACHY/aYhWaQezOS4/s320/219.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;L to R: &amp;nbsp;Steph, Candice, Sarah, and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ISrshYbyRTE/TkAQK79sDOI/AAAAAAAACG4/DsU7Qbqad9E/s1600/223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ISrshYbyRTE/TkAQK79sDOI/AAAAAAAACG4/DsU7Qbqad9E/s320/223.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Steph, Cassidy and I wore the same thing. &amp;nbsp;If I had only worn jeans :) &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kt5KoKXSKtU/TkAQZRP4uMI/AAAAAAAACG8/v3Dh4E1zpZ8/s1600/225.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kt5KoKXSKtU/TkAQZRP4uMI/AAAAAAAACG8/v3Dh4E1zpZ8/s320/225.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Chad, me, Cambree, and Logan watching fireworks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SgZKspcThfQ/TkAQnYjZQ1I/AAAAAAAACHA/Q9x9Wf73kGs/s1600/229.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SgZKspcThfQ/TkAQnYjZQ1I/AAAAAAAACHA/Q9x9Wf73kGs/s320/229.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Davis High School Fireworks. &amp;nbsp;Fun FUN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jz28dq7uuAo/TkAx6Ad5hmI/AAAAAAAACHc/H30OHiz0HoQ/s1600/232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jz28dq7uuAo/TkAx6Ad5hmI/AAAAAAAACHc/H30OHiz0HoQ/s320/232.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This made me laugh... Davis pulled this face to get ready to throw the balls. &amp;nbsp;I wish I caught him really pulling his face but this was as close as I could get. &amp;nbsp;He is so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-seWLNOtJOfw/TkAQz7snRmI/AAAAAAAACHE/qiZcFQ7Y17Y/s1600/238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-seWLNOtJOfw/TkAQz7snRmI/AAAAAAAACHE/qiZcFQ7Y17Y/s320/238.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That's the end of the day... Until next year 4th of July!!! &amp;nbsp;You will be missed :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next update:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Andrew got baptized. &amp;nbsp;I don't have any pictures for it :( &amp;nbsp;I wish I did but he looked really cute in his suite. Hmm, what do I even say? &amp;nbsp;He got baptized. &amp;nbsp;YAY Andrew. &amp;nbsp;I'm happy he wanted to do it and I'm happy he was happy about it. &amp;nbsp;We had a lunch after and it was great! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok so that's all for the updates for now. &amp;nbsp;I will update again later :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-7633982760259879715?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/7633982760259879715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=7633982760259879715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/7633982760259879715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/7633982760259879715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/08/deciding-to-play-catch-up.html' title='Deciding to play catch up!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BiSEDU3Cxdw/TkAG1m1vchI/AAAAAAAACFk/kF7P5VtfFYQ/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-5898007562822435567</id><published>2011-07-29T20:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T20:12:46.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I need your help, PLEASE!!!</title><content type='html'>So I've been working on my baby room blah blah blah, not a new story and I'm STUCK! &amp;nbsp;When I was thinking about my awesome NY York Yankee themed room, which I'm still REALLY excited about, I forgot to remember how small the room I'm making into the baby's room is. &amp;nbsp;As a result, I had to cut out some of my ideas. &amp;nbsp;NOW I'm to the end, putting it all together and realized, I cut out ALL the other colors that made the baby's room look bright and welcoming. &amp;nbsp;It's not that the room isn't welcoming; it just feels like something is missing. &amp;nbsp;Without trying to explain everything here is a picture of the room after it was finished being painted and before touch ups so don't judge :) You'll have to click on it to read some of the writing I guess. It just explaining what is what. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M8M9cDWROHQ/TjMDIGfzj9I/AAAAAAAACEk/a6PphAQ0PiE/s1600/Picture1.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="308" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M8M9cDWROHQ/TjMDIGfzj9I/AAAAAAAACEk/a6PphAQ0PiE/s320/Picture1.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So now you see the layout of the room. &amp;nbsp;I wanted to add in some red, yellows and light blues. &amp;nbsp;My light blues got knocked out of the park almost right away because of the small room and my yellow was supposed to be my picture frame that goes on the small&amp;nbsp;pinstripe&amp;nbsp;wall and a little shelf I have no room for but I'm feeling like the yellow just doesn't want to work anymore. &amp;nbsp;Red still looks good but I don't want to use too much red.&lt;br /&gt;My bedding will look like this: same colors and everything! &amp;nbsp;So that won't add more color but it's going to be awesome! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3G3HXzbsaqo/TjMD3EZlwRI/AAAAAAAACEo/GUYOCTIXkkI/s1600/Yankee+bedding.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3G3HXzbsaqo/TjMD3EZlwRI/AAAAAAAACEo/GUYOCTIXkkI/s320/Yankee+bedding.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the dresser I showed you in the last post looks like this and sits facing the pinstripe wall with the crib, there is&amp;nbsp;literally&amp;nbsp;2 or 3 feet only between the crib and dresser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lvIElNUVDkQ/TjMFCsx09sI/AAAAAAAACEw/TAdwDj0vE7E/s1600/376.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lvIElNUVDkQ/TjMFCsx09sI/AAAAAAAACEw/TAdwDj0vE7E/s320/376.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Above the dresser I have this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vVW2zI6p2j8/TjNj_mTu7RI/AAAAAAAACE0/gvwBbCiT0Lo/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vVW2zI6p2j8/TjNj_mTu7RI/AAAAAAAACE0/gvwBbCiT0Lo/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There are 3 of them and I put them up next to each other, like pictures :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At Yankee Stadium they have these things at the Memorial Park. &amp;nbsp;Obviously they have different numbers on them at Yankee stadium, each one of the circles has a retired or honored Yankee player on them. &amp;nbsp;The numbers I am putting in the middle of my buttons (as I call them) are Chad, the baby and my birthday days. &amp;nbsp;I know that's not "Yankee" but it means more... I guess! &amp;nbsp;Under the pins are little ball hooks I'm going to attempt to make into baseballs and then there will be small pictures hanging from them. &amp;nbsp;The little pictures will add a little color. &amp;nbsp;I am thinking about changing the button's look around a bit and making them look like this instead:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6er5u9aPfsg/TjNkARoF6oI/AAAAAAAACE4/6K_OnrHOAqc/s1600/8821_135886344722_788089722_2405348_4751428_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6er5u9aPfsg/TjNkARoF6oI/AAAAAAAACE4/6K_OnrHOAqc/s320/8821_135886344722_788089722_2405348_4751428_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These are so much cooler looking, right?!?!?! Should I change the color of them too? &amp;nbsp;I want to keep it close to Yankee colors but I don't need to be crazy, what do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the Yankee logo put up along with his name and the Yankee monkey I LOVE! &amp;nbsp;The crib was in the process of being refinished when I took this picture and is darker than that now but not by a ton. &amp;nbsp;You get the idea of what the room is looking like, right? &amp;nbsp;I'm thinking about changing the color of Tyler's name, I think that will help but what color... I'm thinking red??? &amp;nbsp;AND I'm going to put baseball seams on each letter in white (if I change the color)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbqb3SFTLfM/TjMEZwBpkcI/AAAAAAAACEs/VzSh9vjgdG4/s1600/DSCN0962.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbqb3SFTLfM/TjMEZwBpkcI/AAAAAAAACEs/VzSh9vjgdG4/s320/DSCN0962.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;On the wall to the right of the crib (wall closes to the R in Tyler's name) has a hanging NY Yankee jersey and on either side of that will be canvas pictures of my cute baby when he gets here so hopefully that will add &amp;nbsp;a little color to the room as well but I'm all up for changing the decor on that wall if it helps me add some color and life to the room. &lt;br /&gt;Last thing:&lt;br /&gt;ON the small pinstripe wall I have a frame I made that was going to be Yellow. &amp;nbsp;However, the yellow does not seem to be working well.... and I don't love it... I'm copying this idea with the frame:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl90ImVT5gw/TjNlIeZoimI/AAAAAAAACE8/5i_635vTJQ0/s1600/frame+-+melissa2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl90ImVT5gw/TjNlIeZoimI/AAAAAAAACE8/5i_635vTJQ0/s320/frame+-+melissa2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Colors are obviously, since I just said my frame was yellow, going to be different... but the idea is the same... SO.... &amp;nbsp;I was thinking about putting the picture frame somewhere else in my house but then that wall is empty and have no idea what I would put there... In fact I think I like the idea of putting something else there but I don't know. I really like this frame, if I can get the right color I think it will work but if I can't I won't put it there and then what will I do?!?!?!?!?!?! &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Any ideas??????????? &amp;nbsp;Someone help me! &amp;nbsp;UGH, I wish I wasn't having such a hard time. &amp;nbsp;It's only because it's a VERY small boys room and it's Yankees and I'm in Utah where Yankee stuff is HARD to find that I'm having such a hard time. &amp;nbsp;Otherwise my ideas are awesome. :)&lt;br /&gt;Ok start giving me suggestions, PLEASE!!! and help me ease my pregnant mind's desire to make a perfect baby room! &lt;br /&gt;OH and changing the theme to Red Sox is neither a good option or suggestion... sorry all you RS fans! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-5898007562822435567?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/5898007562822435567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=5898007562822435567' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/5898007562822435567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/5898007562822435567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-need-your-help-please.html' title='I need your help, PLEASE!!!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M8M9cDWROHQ/TjMDIGfzj9I/AAAAAAAACEk/a6PphAQ0PiE/s72-c/Picture1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-6728717907671707187</id><published>2011-07-26T09:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T19:17:50.105-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A dresser/changing table NIGHTMARE Re-do!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;When I am determined I will stop at nothing. &amp;nbsp;This lovely little project took me over a month to finish. &amp;nbsp;I spent more hours and time and worry on this then I have ever spent on any one project in my LIFE! &amp;nbsp;I have refinished furniture before and haven't always been 100% excited about the final product but I've never disliked something so much that I did it over and over and over and OVER again before I got it right. &amp;nbsp;Perhaps this just means I'm an&amp;nbsp;amateur&amp;nbsp;at refinishing&amp;nbsp;furniture, who knows. &amp;nbsp;I'll just pretend it's because I'm awesome :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Ok so here is the story, the shortened version. &amp;nbsp;First I sanded down the dresser, then I used a stain called ployshades made by minwax. &amp;nbsp;The idea of the stain is awesome! &amp;nbsp;It is meant to be used to stain wood that is not real wood. &amp;nbsp;I wanted my dresser and crib to be exactly the same color. &amp;nbsp;Red mahogany. &amp;nbsp;However, the polyshades didn't cooperate with me at all. &amp;nbsp;It wouldn't go on evenly no matter how hard I tried. &amp;nbsp;So I spray painted it to give it an even coat, then tried to put the polyshades again. &amp;nbsp;Didn't work! &amp;nbsp;Gave up! &amp;nbsp;Decided to spray paint it again. &amp;nbsp;This time I did it white and wanted to antique it. &amp;nbsp;White looked TERRIBLE in the room and I used brown antique which made this poor furniture look dirty and did NOTHING for the room. &amp;nbsp;I went back to the drawing board and decided on Grey. LOVELY idea, it worked perfect! &amp;nbsp;So, grey it is!! &amp;nbsp;I put a navy blue boarder around each drawer and the door and put one of the New York Yankee logos on the door. &amp;nbsp;LOVE IT!!! &amp;nbsp;I still have touch up to do and I want to put New York on the top board that goes across the top of the dresser but we will see. &amp;nbsp;I couldn't wait to post it and figured you'll see it 100% complete when it is in the baby's room. &amp;nbsp;So here it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Changing table/ dresser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Before: &amp;nbsp;(the before also had wooden knobs on it, but I took those off. &amp;nbsp;SORRY!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kkBjVTsEv8I/TiSwE7lNDII/AAAAAAAACD4/UZN8-zU51MM/s1600/DSCN0922.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kkBjVTsEv8I/TiSwE7lNDII/AAAAAAAACD4/UZN8-zU51MM/s320/DSCN0922.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;somewhat After:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Perhaps if the room wasn't so small and I antiqued the thing with black instead of brown it would have looked awesome in the room. &amp;nbsp;I think my idea is still cool and would like to try it again, someday. &amp;nbsp;When I do I will have learned a few good things about painting furniture white. &amp;nbsp;First, NEVER buy the inexpensive crap because &amp;nbsp;it doesn't cover well, even after several coats. Second, unless there are some pretty awesome dings or there is a cool pattern on the furniture or anything to show the antiquing more don't antique white with brown, it only makes the it look dirty. &amp;nbsp;(Yes it is antiqued in the picture but this picture is doing the white justice, it actually makes me wonder why I thought it looked so bad, but it did) &amp;nbsp;Third, be patient!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I guess one of the reasons this looked bad in the room is because the room is so small the white just blended in and didn't add anything to it. I suppose if the room were bigger and I was able to put more things in to add some color I would have liked the white and wouldn't have redone the gray!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-57qOl-B_NLo/Ti7YbUzc4LI/AAAAAAAACEQ/_P_eBgCEji8/s1600/245.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-57qOl-B_NLo/Ti7YbUzc4LI/AAAAAAAACEQ/_P_eBgCEji8/s320/245.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cch_z4Pl6VI/Ti7Y3E8PXlI/AAAAAAAACEY/QGNSHfNBk48/s1600/244.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cch_z4Pl6VI/Ti7Y3E8PXlI/AAAAAAAACEY/QGNSHfNBk48/s320/244.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;AND the real AFTER:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;(this isn't really finsished. &amp;nbsp;I have to finish touch ups and actually put the Yankee logo on but you get the idea of what it is going to look like AND you will see it all done when I post pictures of the finished baby's room. &amp;nbsp;I can't WAIT for that to be finished! (The knobs are baseballs that I got from Hobby Lobby! LOVE them!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_260729479"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_260729480"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ViZ7M93PJ6s/Ti7Yoe95N3I/AAAAAAAACEU/dTdScE4OlGI/s1600/373.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ViZ7M93PJ6s/Ti7Yoe95N3I/AAAAAAAACEU/dTdScE4OlGI/s320/373.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I only can find pictures of when I did the dresser white (and obviously finished) I can't find the picture of the other 2 times I practically finished the thing and how AWFUL it looked, it was bad and anyone would have agreed! &lt;br /&gt;Thankful it is practically finished! &amp;nbsp;Don't look to hard or you'll see all the imperfections (still touch up to do) &amp;nbsp;and because of all the times I had to redo the thing there are many imperfections. &amp;nbsp;I just wish I would have done the thing this color first. &amp;nbsp;Darn, oh well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-6728717907671707187?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/6728717907671707187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=6728717907671707187' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/6728717907671707187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/6728717907671707187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/07/dresserchanging-table-nightmare.html' title='A dresser/changing table NIGHTMARE Re-do!!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kkBjVTsEv8I/TiSwE7lNDII/AAAAAAAACD4/UZN8-zU51MM/s72-c/DSCN0922.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-3760607209044301892</id><published>2011-07-22T11:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T11:45:39.621-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So much to catch up on</title><content type='html'>Since I STILL don't have time to catch up on anything I will leave this quick note...&lt;br /&gt;So far the summer has FLOWN by. &amp;nbsp;I can NOT believe it is already practically August. &amp;nbsp;I can't say that I'm sad about that. I mean, &amp;nbsp;I'm so excited for my little man that I couldn't be more excited for the summer to end. &amp;nbsp;However, like I said in the past, I'm ok with it taking a little longer but only because (and I will reemphasize the ONLY part again) ONLY because I L.O.V.E the summer. &amp;nbsp;BEST time of year. &amp;nbsp;Yes, I've been hot but can't say I've notice being any hotter or uncomfortable, temperature wise, than any other year and although the belly is getting tight tight tight and wish it wasn't so tight and big I'm comfortable, considering. &lt;br /&gt;Ok, here are some things I have to catch up on...&lt;br /&gt;JUNE:&lt;br /&gt;*Snowbird - Quilter's annual vacation - always fun!&lt;br /&gt;*MY BIRTHDAY! &amp;nbsp;How did I miss posting about the most important day of the year?? &amp;nbsp;Oh because my brother got married on that blessed day so I have much to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULY:&lt;br /&gt;*4th of July - Favorite holiday! &amp;nbsp;LOVE IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;*My nephew Andrew's baptism&lt;br /&gt;*My first baby shower, LOVED IT!&lt;br /&gt;*Hanging out with Sarah and the Kids&lt;br /&gt;*AND... Maternity pictures (YES, I shockingly did some) and can I say that my sister in law Sarah is the best!?!?! &amp;nbsp;NO no, I'm not trying to get on her good side :) &amp;nbsp;but credit needs to be given where credit is do. &amp;nbsp;She made me look great! &amp;nbsp;I'm CRITICAL of pictures of me and looking and feeling the way I do doesn't help. &amp;nbsp;She did AWESOME and I LOVE ALL the pictures! &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;*My man's birthday (which was just yesterday so I'm not behind on that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I will post about all these things. &amp;nbsp;BUT for now I will just show you a picture... just one&lt;br /&gt;Sarah said she wanted to touch the pictures up but I just couldn't see anything that needed touching up. &amp;nbsp;I LOVE IT!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-plgJdbL3zaw/TimokIpVAfI/AAAAAAAACEM/sMXIwMthiGQ/s1600/DSC_0259.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-plgJdbL3zaw/TimokIpVAfI/AAAAAAAACEM/sMXIwMthiGQ/s320/DSC_0259.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for making me look good Sarah!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-3760607209044301892?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/3760607209044301892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=3760607209044301892' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/3760607209044301892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/3760607209044301892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-much-to-catch-up-on.html' title='So much to catch up on'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-plgJdbL3zaw/TimokIpVAfI/AAAAAAAACEM/sMXIwMthiGQ/s72-c/DSC_0259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-7141419455624141871</id><published>2011-07-05T18:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T18:41:49.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Belly Bump...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still feel a little strange posting these pictures. &amp;nbsp;NOT exactly sure why but here you go...&lt;br /&gt;and just in case you forgot....first, here is me at 21 weeks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CVlWP0H4Eis/ThOtB1K0feI/AAAAAAAACDE/C1grf-9dLzY/s1600/DSCN0873.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CVlWP0H4Eis/ThOtB1K0feI/AAAAAAAACDE/C1grf-9dLzY/s320/DSCN0873.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then 27 weeks... you&amp;nbsp;can see progression. Well, I can and I can feel it too!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5GCDpk_DFFw/ThOtQH_ARWI/AAAAAAAACDI/6RLmjZ5lVSc/s1600/27+weeks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5GCDpk_DFFw/ThOtQH_ARWI/AAAAAAAACDI/6RLmjZ5lVSc/s320/27+weeks.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This is 30 weeks! (Well, it's more like 31 weeks but whose counting?)&lt;br /&gt;First pictures is somewhat normal, right??... second picture I'm&amp;nbsp;pushing out for all you who want to see a bigger belly!&amp;nbsp; I just can't be serious!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6wqoc4H7lQU/ThOttV-Xr_I/AAAAAAAACDQ/1r0-2ROp3ec/s1600/30.31+weeks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6wqoc4H7lQU/ThOttV-Xr_I/AAAAAAAACDQ/1r0-2ROp3ec/s320/30.31+weeks.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ro3VOI6NXg8/ThOtgOM6-KI/AAAAAAAACDM/kXP5G1NehgI/s1600/30%252831%2529+weeks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ro3VOI6NXg8/ThOtgOM6-KI/AAAAAAAACDM/kXP5G1NehgI/s320/30%252831%2529+weeks.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So see??&amp;nbsp;I AM growing!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-7141419455624141871?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/7141419455624141871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=7141419455624141871' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/7141419455624141871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/7141419455624141871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/07/belly-bump.html' title='Belly Bump...'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CVlWP0H4Eis/ThOtB1K0feI/AAAAAAAACDE/C1grf-9dLzY/s72-c/DSCN0873.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-5270665367801482263</id><published>2011-07-01T10:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T10:57:59.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuse me ladies but you've seem to blossom over night!</title><content type='html'>Name that movie???? &amp;nbsp;Ok, I'll tell you.... Ever After. &amp;nbsp;I love that movie and watch it constantly. &amp;nbsp;Chad asked, you'll never get sick of this movie, will you? &amp;nbsp;Nope, I won't. I love it and can probably recite every line of that movie I have watched it that much.... it's great! Anyway, that line (the blog title) couldn't feel more fitting to how I feel right now. &amp;nbsp;One day this little guy wasn't showing and the next HELLO THERE! &amp;nbsp;People tell me I'm still small and I'm grateful to hear that but let me be honest, I don't feel it. &amp;nbsp;Last week (the last FULL week of June) my husband's family and I went to snowbird. &amp;nbsp;It seemed as though the night before we headed up there my stomach grew and showing he was/is! &amp;nbsp;My insides feel like they are stretching more than they can handle (another words, it is not comfortable) and I can't really find a position to get into that releases the pressure either so if you have any ideas I'm all ears! &amp;nbsp;However, my outsides feel pretty good. &amp;nbsp;I think I still have more room to stretch before I start to feel like my skin is going to tear a part and&amp;nbsp;I know I still have a lot to grow. &amp;nbsp;I'm not complaining. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;I still have been pretty lucky! &amp;nbsp;I'm not one to LOVE all the moving inside, it's not very comfortable for me HOWEVER, I do like to feel his little body! &amp;nbsp;It really is the coolest thing. &amp;nbsp;I will rest my arms where I know he is and I can just feel his little legs move across my arm. &amp;nbsp;Even though I've realized a long time ago that this is really finally happened and it's real that I'm going to have a baby I haven't had much sign of it all. &amp;nbsp;Now I can feel his little growing body and it's pretty amazing. &amp;nbsp;It isn't comfortable when he is having a dance party inside my poor bruised body but it's amazing to see him squirm around! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I've never felt so... I can't even think of the word I'm looking for... in my life! &amp;nbsp;I'm not a lover of pregnancy and I'm not complaining, I PROMISE! &amp;nbsp;I'm just not one of those people who LOVE being pregnant and I knew even before I got pregnant that I wouldn't love it BUT BUT BUT (before all the advice and everyone telling me to just hang on because I've still got the worst part of the pregnancy to go through blah blah blah) &amp;nbsp;I wouldn't change being pregnant for the world and when the time is right I will do it all over again because the idea of having a family is overwhelming and pretty awesome. &amp;nbsp;I know it will be hard, I'm not that naive. &amp;nbsp;I know I'll miss out on a lot of sleep and my life will change drastically but I've lived my life for me for 31 years (well, you know what I mean) and I'm ready for the drastic change! &amp;nbsp;I couldn't ask for a better one. &amp;nbsp;I'm so excited for this little guy to get here it's unreal. &amp;nbsp;For the first time in my life I don't care how fast the summer goes, the faster the better! &amp;nbsp; However, I am enjoying the heat! &amp;nbsp;I LOVE the summer! &amp;nbsp;I am sure everyone else is ready for me to not be pregnant too because of how much I talk about my little man. &amp;nbsp;I try not to bug people too much with my excitement but I can't really contain myself sometimes. &amp;nbsp;So, while maybe I should be sorry for talking about it so much, I'm not :) &amp;nbsp;So I won't lie to you and tell you I'm sorry.... because I'm still not. hehehehe &amp;nbsp;I'm excited! &amp;nbsp;You only have your first baby one time so I'm going to talk about it!&lt;br /&gt;So my last doctor visit was ... a visit. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;We got to see our little guy for a split second. I was wishing for a picture but didn't ask the doctor so he didn't give us one. &amp;nbsp;He looks like he is growing right on track.&lt;br /&gt;So far they estimate that he is 2.8 lbs. &amp;nbsp;and about 14 inches long (I could be wrong about that one, I've already forgotten. &amp;nbsp;Oops) &amp;nbsp;I did notice that his little bald head we just that, bald but I &amp;nbsp;guess I didn't have time to look really! &amp;nbsp;I saw his back really well and well, it's a back but it's my baby's back so it was cool! &amp;nbsp;He is in the exact position I thought he was in. &amp;nbsp;Well, he is in the exact spot I thought he was in; his head is down and his little legs are right at my ribs. &amp;nbsp;He is almost tall enough to kick away at them. &amp;nbsp;I can wait for him to grow that much more because he is a serious kicker and I'm sure it won't tickle! &amp;nbsp;I measure at 28 weeks so I am a little smaller than &amp;nbsp;where I'm supposed to be but I'm sure these last couple weeks have fixed that... &amp;nbsp;He, however, was measuring at about 30 weeks which is right on schedule and everything looks good! &amp;nbsp;I have 2 months left and I have TONS to do.... &amp;nbsp;His room is coming along too slowly but it's almost there... his crib is almost refinished, I'm pretty proud of myself on that one and his dresser/changing table??? &amp;nbsp;Well, that is a different story. &amp;nbsp;I was trying to refinish it and make it the same color as the crib which really would have been the perfect color for the thing but the stain I have been using just easy enough for me to use and it looks terrible so I'm back to the drawing board. &amp;nbsp;Any suggestions?? &amp;nbsp;The room is all over LIGHT gray with two navy blue stripes around the room, one on the top and one a little lower than half way around the room. &amp;nbsp;Only two of the 5 walls have white and pinstripes in between the navy boarders... so mostly the room is a light gray and the crib is a dark red mahogany! &amp;nbsp;Red and a goldish mustard yellow are the accent colors I am using and I don't want to make the dresser/changing table those colors. &amp;nbsp;I don't want it to be too bold because I don't want it to stand out more than anything else and it will if I do it any of those colors. &amp;nbsp;I was thinking about a really dark gray and antiquing it. &amp;nbsp;Anyway if you have any suggestions?? &amp;nbsp;I'm all ears! &amp;nbsp;I have lots of updates to do. &amp;nbsp;I haven't been very good at keeping my blog updated. &amp;nbsp;All I ever want to talk about is my baby and I don't have much more to say than I already have so I don't update. &amp;nbsp;I should show you my projects but I don't want to post until I'm nearly finished with EVERYTHING! Well, that's all for this novel :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-5270665367801482263?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/5270665367801482263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=5270665367801482263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/5270665367801482263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/5270665367801482263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/07/excuse-me-ladies-but-youve-seem-to.html' title='Excuse me ladies but you&apos;ve seem to blossom over night!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-4932107613732219152</id><published>2011-06-18T12:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T12:31:59.533-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Did anyone notice???</title><content type='html'>I have 12 weeks left and if I'm lucky LESS!!!!!!!!!!! &amp;nbsp;I can't believe it! &amp;nbsp;I can't WAIT!!!!!!!! &amp;nbsp;Ok so I have to get back to my cleaning. &amp;nbsp;I've got a lot to do and so little time! &amp;nbsp;AHHHH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-4932107613732219152?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/4932107613732219152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=4932107613732219152' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/4932107613732219152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/4932107613732219152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/06/did-anyone-notice.html' title='Did anyone notice???'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-6367196687925832836</id><published>2011-06-13T11:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T11:26:22.239-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Encountering countdown issues &amp; Projects GALORE!!</title><content type='html'>In the past month several things have happened that have created an need for me to think about my pregnancy. &amp;nbsp;1st is the fact that I have a baby's room that needs decorating and a little baby boy that isn't going to care one bit if he has a room or not. &amp;nbsp;Being the crazy person that I am I can't help but want to decorate like CRAZY! With Chad being so busy with school and work I am very grateful for my family who has been willing to help me fix everything up so Chad can do what he needs to do and not worry about getting a baby room ready that really isn't essential to our future lives and is just apart of my excitement of having a baby boy! &amp;nbsp;Of course Chad wants to help but I just try to encourage him to focus what little time he has on School and not worry about my crazy desire to give my baby the coolest room EVER! &amp;nbsp;He has snuck in time to help me out still but honestly I feel guilty having him help with something so unimportant. &amp;nbsp;He gives his opinions and comes up with ideas with me and I LOVE that!!! &amp;nbsp;He is on board 100% with the Yankee theme, he must love me a lot... or he is just getting into the Yankee spirit! &amp;nbsp;I know he is so excited and wants to be apart of getting things ready but the poor guy hardly has time to sleep let alone get a baby room ready, it's just not important enough for him to worry about! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Anyway, my week is slammed with projects and I'm excited to show everyone! &amp;nbsp;I don't have my picture available to show right now so I will just say this: &amp;nbsp;LET'S GO YANKEES! &amp;nbsp;Thank you Jeffrey for helping me with my pinstripes without which I would haven't the full effect of my Yankee room! &amp;nbsp;Thank you Timmy for making my AWWWWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESOME NY Yankee logo and cutting out the baby's name and being willing to help me with any project I ask you!!! You have an amazing talent and I'm so lucky that you're my brother so I can ask you for help and take advantage of your skills, you've made the room perfect and I'm so excited to put them up for everyone to see! &amp;nbsp;Thanks Bonnie, Mom, and my cousin Natalie for helping me make my bedding (and blankets) &amp;nbsp;you're the best! &amp;nbsp;I'm going to have the best BEDDING EVER!!!!!!!!!! &amp;nbsp;Thank you to my cousin Jenny for picking out the perfect crib for here baby and then giving it to me and letting me refinish it, it is going to look AMAZING and even though I had a little refinishing issue with my changing table/dresser it is all going to look so stink'en good together! &amp;nbsp;Thanks to my mom for helping me make my baby's name look really awesome (she hasn't done it yet but I know she will so I figured I'd thank her ahead of time.)Thanks Dad for looking for Yankee supplies for my decorating ideas in NJ, you're the greatest ever Dad ever! I'll show you that the monkey will look cute (not... girly hehehe) And thanks to my brother Scott because he is always supported me and excited for me! And thanks to me for coming up with such an awesome idea:) &amp;nbsp; Truthfully I couldn't do this without my family and although I didn't mean for this to turn into a tribute I'm just grateful for my family and their support and&amp;nbsp;excitement, it has meant the WORLD to me!!! &amp;nbsp;I'm so extremely grateful that they are so obviously willing and excited for me! &amp;nbsp;I know it's just a room and for most it doesn't even matter but to me (for some odd reason) it has been a big deal and I'm grateful for their obvious support! &amp;nbsp;You've made my room decorating idea come to life and I couldn't be more excited! &amp;nbsp;The room isn't finished being put together so you'll have to wait for the pictures for that but I am excited, VERY excited and I just couldn't WAIT to share!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY, the 2nd thing that has made me think about my pregnancy is the fact that in the last month I have realized that I'm&amp;nbsp;future&amp;nbsp;along than I thought I was... this has happened several times! &amp;nbsp;For a long while I thought I was only 4 1/2 months along until my friend who is pregnant 2 months ahead of me told me I was 6! &amp;nbsp;OH MY GOSH, really? &amp;nbsp;I was pretty excited and felt slightly stupid. &amp;nbsp;How could I not know I was 6 months??? &amp;nbsp;AHHHHHHHHHH hahahahahaha! &amp;nbsp;THEN at my last doctor's appointment my doctor gave me my slip to make my next appointment, in 4 weeks, and it said it was for week 29. &amp;nbsp;I thought would have been &amp;nbsp;28 weeks along at my next appointment. &amp;nbsp;I thought my doctor must have made a mistake only to realize TODAY that he was right! &amp;nbsp;Again, OH MY GOSH, seriously??? What in the world is wrong with me!!! &amp;nbsp;In 2 weeks I will ONLY have 11 weeks LEFT!! &amp;nbsp;I have a counter on this blog, how come I didn't realize??? &amp;nbsp;WOWOWOWOWOW where has my brain gone? &amp;nbsp;Nevertheless, I'm excited! &amp;nbsp;13 more weeks until I meet my baby boy and until my life changes forever, I can hardly wait!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry no pictures, stay tuned and I will give a sneak preview of the baby's room soon! (if you want to see)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here is a teaser: &amp;nbsp;(ok it's not much of one but.... still!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IGYc2_0kQio/TfZGi2o9-0I/AAAAAAAACCw/LSiXtOYa2X4/s1600/yankee+circles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IGYc2_0kQio/TfZGi2o9-0I/AAAAAAAACCw/LSiXtOYa2X4/s320/yankee+circles.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh this isn't a teaser either, this is just the cutest picture of my nephew who I couldn't resist showing off and miss! &amp;nbsp;I wish he was here so I could give that little face a squeeze! &amp;nbsp;He is so cute. &amp;nbsp;My family really makes cute kids! &amp;nbsp;He and my baby are going to be best friends, I already know it and I'm so excited to see it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xYqW-bv7OEo/TfZGjnLAh4I/AAAAAAAACC0/zDICLm9wTgE/s1600/P1010990.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xYqW-bv7OEo/TfZGjnLAh4I/AAAAAAAACC0/zDICLm9wTgE/s320/P1010990.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;AND again.... it's a boy! &amp;nbsp;AND his room will be all about the Yankees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1sdjAg1UWFA/TfZGkA6EwUI/AAAAAAAACC4/pkUynqkziDU/s1600/Yankee+Boy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1sdjAg1UWFA/TfZGkA6EwUI/AAAAAAAACC4/pkUynqkziDU/s320/Yankee+Boy.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is good!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-6367196687925832836?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/6367196687925832836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=6367196687925832836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/6367196687925832836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/6367196687925832836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/06/encountering-countdown-issues-projects.html' title='Encountering countdown issues &amp; Projects GALORE!!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IGYc2_0kQio/TfZGi2o9-0I/AAAAAAAACCw/LSiXtOYa2X4/s72-c/yankee+circles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-8539908112352204030</id><published>2011-06-02T12:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T12:35:43.094-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To the doctors who make pregnant women's day!</title><content type='html'>This is my favorite! I have gotten many comments concerning the size of my belly. No no I'm not talking about the nice ones I LOVE to hear when someone tells me I'm small, I do TRULY love hearing that, it makes me feel good (of course!!!)... but the ones that tell me how small I am FOLLOWED by a lot of versions of this: &amp;nbsp;Are you sure there isn't anything wrong? &amp;nbsp;You look too small. &amp;nbsp;I wasn't THAT small with my first (like it is a disease, &lt;i&gt;THAT small eww&lt;/i&gt;!!) &amp;nbsp;Are you sure something isn't wrong because you're too small for how far along you are and that doesn't seem normal. &amp;nbsp;hmmm!! &amp;nbsp;Ladies, I'm not THAT small I promise! &amp;nbsp;Dressing for you body type is really effective in helping you mask the unhappy parts of your body that aren't very flattering, that includes when you're pregnant!! &amp;nbsp; I have to wonder sometimes... &amp;nbsp;When woman say they forget how it felt being pregnant and how it felt giving birth and that is why they get pregnant again, do they also forget what it feels like when someone makes a really stupid comment about your being pregnant?? &amp;nbsp;Come on people, do you remember what it's like to have someone tell you your fat? &amp;nbsp;Do you like it? &amp;nbsp;NO NO we don't!! &amp;nbsp;Ladies NEVER like to hear they are fat, especially when they are pregnant and can not control the size the belly grows or doesn't for that matter. Can you really be so&amp;nbsp;tactless?? &amp;nbsp;You can't really win, if you're too small you get comments. &amp;nbsp;If you're too big you get comments, if you're just right it doesn't matter because someone else will find fault and say something stupid. &amp;nbsp;There is always something wrong in someone else's eyes. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, because of the constant comments of concern I decided I should just ask my doctor. &amp;nbsp;I'd rather be safe than sorry. &amp;nbsp;I truly wasn't too concerned about it, I know some people just aren't that intelligent but it doesn't hurt to ask, right? &amp;nbsp;I told the Doctor as he was measuring my stomach what people were saying and wasn't even able to finish my sentence before he said, you are NOT small putting&amp;nbsp;emphasis&amp;nbsp;on the NOT part. &amp;nbsp;Ok then hahahaha. &amp;nbsp;What do you say to that? &amp;nbsp;Automatically, because I'm a little insecure about my body and weight (that is no secret anymore) I worried I was too big. &amp;nbsp;He then followed that comment with this: &amp;nbsp;You're not showing very much yet because you have REALLY strong abs and that is holding everything in longer. &amp;nbsp;Again, he&amp;nbsp;emphasizes&amp;nbsp;the really. &amp;nbsp;Can I just say I love my doctor? &amp;nbsp;Thank you Doctor Spencer for making my day or better yet, thank you for making my pregnancy! &amp;nbsp;You bet I walked out of the office a little taller that day! &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;Thank you Abs! &amp;nbsp;I love you more then I ever have in my life. &amp;nbsp;Next time let's make you a little stronger, though, and see how that works out for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And too all you concerned ladies: &amp;nbsp;The diagnosis for my too small belly?? &amp;nbsp;I have strong abs! YESSSSSSSS :) &amp;nbsp;I'm proud, very proud!! (knock on wood)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Chad and I decided to go with the blue bedding. &amp;nbsp;I'm so excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-8539908112352204030?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/8539908112352204030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=8539908112352204030' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/8539908112352204030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/8539908112352204030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/06/to-doctors-who-make-pregnant-womens-day.html' title='To the doctors who make pregnant women&apos;s day!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-7091686189879155246</id><published>2011-05-31T20:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T21:46:07.493-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty sure I'm a little too excited to decorate the Little Man's room. &amp;nbsp;I've thought of a million ideas and they keep changing. &amp;nbsp;Chad is so great to let me be creative and do what I want. &amp;nbsp;I just love him!! &amp;nbsp;I know the Little Man isn't going to care what colors are in his room or what it looks like, what animals are or aren't available for him to play with or sit next to; I'm sure he will only be happy he is here and not in my stomach anymore :) &amp;nbsp;Poor kid gets poked and pushed on all the time in there, by yours truly of course!!! &amp;nbsp;Anyway, I'm only 3 months away and I'm getting anxious to have his room ready! &amp;nbsp;I know I know, I still have a little time to go but I HATE the idea of waiting till the last minute to do everything. &amp;nbsp;I have so many ideas I just want to finish them all. &amp;nbsp;If I wait I won't do anything. &amp;nbsp;WAY too much to do and so little time. &amp;nbsp;So this is my idea: &amp;nbsp;The room we are putting Little Man in, for now, is in the shape of Utah (my drawing is not&amp;nbsp;proportionate&amp;nbsp;in anyway so don't judge and this is a small room so I am limited on what I can do). &amp;nbsp;Here is a diagram of his room and what I want to put where:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ULh7HxMoD7Y/TeUKqyI985I/AAAAAAAACCE/u3rh_LlER4w/s1600/Tyroom3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="279" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ULh7HxMoD7Y/TeUKqyI985I/AAAAAAAACCE/u3rh_LlER4w/s320/Tyroom3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is what I want the wall with the crib, his name, and the Yankee logo to look like. &amp;nbsp;Sorry about the repetitive explanation in the pictures. &amp;nbsp;I was showing this to my family and didn't want to edit it out for the blog. &amp;nbsp;You get the point though, I assume. &amp;nbsp;The room is already gray. &amp;nbsp;I don't want to change it, that's too much MORE work :) &amp;nbsp;and the color works perfect. &amp;nbsp;Only on 1 1/2 walls do I want to add a little something. &amp;nbsp;I say half because the other wall is only 23 inches long. &amp;nbsp;Not big at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e357n_RlJb0/TeUKmX5wsyI/AAAAAAAACB8/LXuDpJx-of0/s1600/tyroom1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e357n_RlJb0/TeUKmX5wsyI/AAAAAAAACB8/LXuDpJx-of0/s320/tyroom1.jpg" width="245" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the picture of the SMALL wall I want to decorate. &amp;nbsp;The picture in the picture is OBVIOUSLY not of my little man, it's of someone else. &amp;nbsp;However, I LOVE the picture idea and am planning on taking a picture like that with my awesome photographer! &amp;nbsp;I can't wait. &amp;nbsp;The red thing on bottom is a little shelf I plan on making... it doesn't have to be red, I just wanted it to show in the picture. &amp;nbsp;SO....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R0DwaAowcxE/TeUKpm-pbDI/AAAAAAAACCA/74vgY4o4-LA/s1600/Tyroom2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R0DwaAowcxE/TeUKpm-pbDI/AAAAAAAACCA/74vgY4o4-LA/s320/Tyroom2.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This looks like a lot of work, I know, BUT it really it isn't that bad and I'm up for the challenge. &amp;nbsp;PLUS, Chad works a million hours a day and goes to school so I need to have SOMETHING to do when he isn't around. &amp;nbsp;Might as well work my tail off to get things ready for the little man to come. &amp;nbsp;I am not doing two stripes around the whole room, just the two walls ... &amp;nbsp;the top navy stripe might go around the whole room but we will see. &amp;nbsp;It's not a big room so it wouldn't add too much more work if I did the whole thing anyway. Who knows what I'll do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, onto the next idea... bedding. &amp;nbsp;I saw this bedding a long time ago and it is what triggered the idea of the ''Sports" room which changed into a Yankee room, because I don't really care about other sports and neither does Chad. &amp;nbsp;Well, let's be honest Chad doesn't care about sports period, he is just the greatest husband in the world and likes the Yankees because I do! &amp;nbsp;He is the BEST! I do like hockey but I couldn't tell you anything about it. &amp;nbsp;I just like to watch it, when I do! &amp;nbsp;If I were to make his room hockey also it would be near impossible to find anything in Utah for it so I opted to just go with baseball. &amp;nbsp;I love the Yankees and I love baseball so that is what the room was turning out to be anyway.... might as well make it a Yankee themed room. &amp;nbsp;I saw a lot of really cool ideas and well.... Yankee room it is! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is option one for bedding. &amp;nbsp;I like it because it is colorful and cute! &amp;nbsp;The only connection it has to baseball &amp;nbsp;is an elephant holding a baseball. &amp;nbsp;Otherwise there isn't a connection and it's just animals and several different sports. &amp;nbsp;So, it's not the PERFECT bedding. &amp;nbsp;It's just cute and will fit the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vZLf2ZatryQ/TeWnVvrDuUI/AAAAAAAACCQ/0nthH_Xe2Ts/s1600/pTRU1-5470076dt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vZLf2ZatryQ/TeWnVvrDuUI/AAAAAAAACCQ/0nthH_Xe2Ts/s320/pTRU1-5470076dt.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This bedding, however, is extremely simple but would match perfect and I LOVE IT but &amp;nbsp;can't decide if it is THE ONE I what I want to or should have because it is so simple, so plain. &amp;nbsp;This is a hard choice :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G92_5Tyh4JM/TeWmHLpfEhI/AAAAAAAACCI/SNSaf17tyrE/s1600/baby+bedding1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G92_5Tyh4JM/TeWmHLpfEhI/AAAAAAAACCI/SNSaf17tyrE/s320/baby+bedding1.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This pictures shows the bed skirt... if you can't see it just look at the top picture. &amp;nbsp;It shows the blue and white stripped tie that holds the bumper onto the crib, that's what the shirt is made out of. &amp;nbsp;I personally think it looks awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K4tRmgyJoEU/TeWmmbx1j2I/AAAAAAAACCM/YEPb8YoUsDQ/s1600/baby+bedding+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K4tRmgyJoEU/TeWmmbx1j2I/AAAAAAAACCM/YEPb8YoUsDQ/s320/baby+bedding+2.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(remember the bedding pictures are just so you can see what I'm wanting, these are not my actual pictures. &amp;nbsp;My child is NOT going to be named Ryan although it's a great name, it's not going to be my baby's name.)&lt;br /&gt;SEE WHAT I MEAN??? PERFECT! &amp;nbsp; AHH this is such a hard decision!! &amp;nbsp;The more I look at this bedding, though, the more I want it instead of the other one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have searched for Yankee baby bedding but I think the bedding I found was way too ugly. &amp;nbsp;Sorry Yankees, you didn't go a good job putting together Crib bedding. &amp;nbsp;Second, even if it was nice it would be too much, in my option, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you think? &amp;nbsp;Animal sports bedding or blue?? &amp;nbsp;So many decisions!!! &amp;nbsp;But I think I've made my decision :) &amp;nbsp;I just have to convince the husband that the blue one is best :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-7091686189879155246?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/7091686189879155246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=7091686189879155246' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/7091686189879155246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/7091686189879155246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/05/baby-room.html' title='Baby room'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ULh7HxMoD7Y/TeUKqyI985I/AAAAAAAACCE/u3rh_LlER4w/s72-c/Tyroom3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-3107942712444473709</id><published>2011-05-25T23:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T23:27:10.974-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I feel like this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C6pwzuuZwgE/Td3gWL89WsI/AAAAAAAACB4/Ac00gRnoEO0/s1600/timthumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C6pwzuuZwgE/Td3gWL89WsI/AAAAAAAACB4/Ac00gRnoEO0/s1600/timthumb.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This child is going to bruise me from inside out!&amp;nbsp; He is SERIOUSLY active!&amp;nbsp;CRAZY!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pregnancy facts:&lt;br /&gt;*I've gained almost 15 lbs.&amp;nbsp;(I know that's not&amp;nbsp;terrible for 24 weeks but&amp;nbsp;MAN that is HARD!!!)&lt;br /&gt;*I want sweets ALL THE TIME and I hate that!&amp;nbsp; It takes everything in me not to eat them and I'm not that&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; good at staying away from them (maybe that is why my kid is so nuts, I sugar him up!&amp;nbsp; AHHH already I'm a bad mom!)&lt;br /&gt;*I still wake up every night to pee... yes you needed to know that.&lt;br /&gt;*I can't sleep past 8:00/ 8:30 if I'm lucky!&lt;br /&gt;*I wake up on my stomach and have dreams that I am squishing my little man.&amp;nbsp; They have almost made me cry! hahahaha&amp;nbsp; Ya, those dreams suck!&lt;br /&gt;*People are starting to tell me that I'm FINALLY showing.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm starting to get people touching my belly... I will tell you that I'm NOT a fan of it and it makes me REALLY uncomfortable.&amp;nbsp; I should just say hands off but I don't want to be rude.&amp;nbsp; Seriously people, not everyone likes there belly's fondled so before you put your hands all over some one's stomach you should ask if it is OK, just to be polite.&lt;br /&gt;*This child kicks like David Beckham.&amp;nbsp; I honestly can't believe how strong he is.&amp;nbsp; He means serious business when he kicks and it hurts!&amp;nbsp; (yes, already!)&lt;br /&gt;*I work out everyday (well almost) and it feels so good!&amp;nbsp; I feel so much better after a good work out, I'm glad I don't have to stop!&lt;br /&gt;*I go in for the glucose test tomorrow, not excited to get a needle shoved in my vein again but whatever!&lt;br /&gt;*I'm tired so I'm going to bed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-3107942712444473709?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/3107942712444473709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=3107942712444473709' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/3107942712444473709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/3107942712444473709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/05/sometimes-i-feel-like-this.html' title='Sometimes I feel like this...'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C6pwzuuZwgE/Td3gWL89WsI/AAAAAAAACB4/Ac00gRnoEO0/s72-c/timthumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-3230753503004332800</id><published>2011-05-06T23:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T23:29:04.507-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Bump</title><content type='html'>I've tried to take pictures of myself each time I got an ultrasound but the motivation wasn't always there because I felt like I looked the same exact way I did the time before. &amp;nbsp;SO be prepared to not see much change for now as I'm still in the 'you look like you've gained weight stage'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I looked like when I found out I was pregnant. &amp;nbsp;So, 5 or 6 weeks pregnant. Not the greatest of pictures but what can you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zuy33abv-O0/TcQlfhrI8dI/AAAAAAAACBk/YZmAHehXum4/s1600/4+weeks+outside.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zuy33abv-O0/TcQlfhrI8dI/AAAAAAAACBk/YZmAHehXum4/s320/4+weeks+outside.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is my 9 week shot. &amp;nbsp;I was going to put on the same clothes every time I took a picture but that got old after the 2nd time. &amp;nbsp;Also a bad picture, I felt strange looking at the camera and smiling, but it gets the point across.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V2OVZfWtIwk/TcQmJ-wKq2I/AAAAAAAACBo/8rK7nUUD0nY/s1600/9+weeks+%2528genie+pose%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_nqAfVLKIR4/TcQmsPjhBgI/AAAAAAAACBs/DjpxtAvuhRs/s1600/9+weeks.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_nqAfVLKIR4/TcQmsPjhBgI/AAAAAAAACBs/DjpxtAvuhRs/s320/9+weeks.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is week 16. &amp;nbsp;Just after we found out we were having a boy! &amp;nbsp;Now you can see what I meant by pregnant bum! &amp;nbsp;I still look pretty much the same except a little thicker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1PtwknxGSXk/TcQnIbmqztI/AAAAAAAACBw/E3Wh-H9GMG0/s1600/17+week+growth.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1PtwknxGSXk/TcQnIbmqztI/AAAAAAAACBw/E3Wh-H9GMG0/s320/17+week+growth.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is the latest and greatest picture of me.... week 21:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QjO0x4vms_g/TcTXFyDa-qI/AAAAAAAACB0/Fm47tSd9BdM/s1600/DSCN0873.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QjO0x4vms_g/TcTXFyDa-qI/AAAAAAAACB0/Fm47tSd9BdM/s320/DSCN0873.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I promise I wasn't mad when I took most of these pictures. &amp;nbsp;I just felt a little stupid so I didn't want to look at the camera and since I was trying to get a picture of the nonexistent bump I held my hands up so as not to block anything and instead look like I'm about grant someone a wish.... wish that were true!&lt;br /&gt;I hope this satisfies those of you who wanted to see how I'm "growing". &amp;nbsp;There really isn't much to see yet. &amp;nbsp;I'm ok with that because I know he is in there and it will come... so I'll take the no showing for now :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other good news, for me at least, I found the photographer I'm going to use for my little man when he gets here. &amp;nbsp;Call me crazy but I've been looking for a photographer for a VERY LONG TIME :) and thanks to my cousin, I FOUND ONE!!!! Yes, I am crazy but I don't care. &amp;nbsp;I like to be prepared. &amp;nbsp;I didn't want to find a photographer only to find out that she or he couldn't take the pictures because they were booked. &amp;nbsp;This way I am safe :) &amp;nbsp;AND ready! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I can't tell you how excited I am but obviously I'm excited, I'm blogging about it. &amp;nbsp;ODD! Anyway, her name is Paige Davis and she is here in Kaysville, I'm so so excited!&lt;br /&gt;Her website is paigedavisphotography.com, check her out if you want! &amp;nbsp;She is awesome! Yayayayayayayayay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-3230753503004332800?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/3230753503004332800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=3230753503004332800' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/3230753503004332800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/3230753503004332800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/05/baby-bump.html' title='Baby Bump'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zuy33abv-O0/TcQlfhrI8dI/AAAAAAAACBk/YZmAHehXum4/s72-c/4+weeks+outside.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-2276999963335776298</id><published>2011-04-27T15:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T22:08:11.648-06:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Week ultrasound</title><content type='html'>(I posted ultrasound pictures at the bottom of the post, if you don't want to read)&lt;br /&gt;In honor of my 20 week ultrasound and half way mark I changed my blog background to blue... nothing special just grateful to be having a boy and grateful that my life is SO GOOD and that I have so much to be thankful for! &amp;nbsp;I can not believe I am half way! &amp;nbsp;Part of me feels in awe at that fact but the other part of me feels like I still have 20 MORE weeks to go???? &amp;nbsp;Longest 20 weeks of my life. &amp;nbsp;However, I know that next 20 will start to fly by! &amp;nbsp;I'm excited for the summer and despite the warnings of how miserable I will be in the hot summer I am excited for it. &amp;nbsp;The summer is hot if you're pregnant or not and often times, in Utah, I wish it were hotter. &amp;nbsp;So, hopefully this summer I will get my wish and I, even if Utah isn't, will be hotter! &amp;nbsp;I decided and maybe this is because I haven't gone through the summer pregnant yet but I decided that I'm thankful to be going through the last part of my pregnancy in the summer. &amp;nbsp;I love the summer. &amp;nbsp;Let me emphasize that I L.O.V.E the summer and it always goes by way to fast for me. &amp;nbsp;If this summer goes by really slow and I'm hot and miserable then at least I will be extremely grateful for the winter months. &amp;nbsp;If it goes by fast then at least I have something to be extremely excited for that will make the summer flying by worth it. &amp;nbsp; So bring on the summer... I want the warmth, I want the heat, I want to be miserable :) &amp;nbsp;I'm ready! &amp;nbsp;Well, I think everyone is ready for this cold to go away! &amp;nbsp;I don't get it, Utah's weather can go from being really hot to cold so easy but it's like pulling teeth to get Utah to warm up. &amp;nbsp;ANYWAYS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Onto my ultrasound.... &amp;nbsp;I'm not exactly sure what the difference is with this ultrasound compared to the others but I left the appointment feeling so grateful, extremely happy, so excited and at peace with so many things. &amp;nbsp;It is strange I wasn't feeling uneasy, I was feeling good.... but so many blessings have been poured out onto Chad and I that I just wish I could express my gratitude for everything my Father in Heaven has blessed me with over these last 20 weeks, not just with a baby but with many other things as well! &amp;nbsp;This 20 week ultrasound sparked the feeling of real change, good change and I feel blessed. &amp;nbsp;I have been praying hard for a healthy baby, as I assume most women do, that his body and organs and everything about him will develop correctly. &amp;nbsp;In the ultrasounds today the tech said that everything looked great! &amp;nbsp;She even said he had a very nice spine. HAHA &amp;nbsp;she was so nice and wonderful and AWESOME! She giggled and got excited over him squirming around just like a grandparent would, she made comments about how cute he was and even said, during the 3D part of the US that he resembled like me!!!!!!!!!!! &amp;nbsp;That was awesome! &amp;nbsp;It was so nice to have someone so kind do the US.&amp;nbsp; I realize he is still very little and things can change or develop however, I felt very grateful to have the worry of his development be relieved for now. &amp;nbsp;I feel extreme peace that everything will be ok. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;SO, my baby is growing and developing normally and I couldn't be happier! &amp;nbsp;We were able to see the baby with a 3D ultra sound, it was AMAZING! &amp;nbsp;The pictures do NOT do him justice but I was in awe! &amp;nbsp;I could see him, he looked like a real baby! &amp;nbsp;I could feel him moving around while the tech was giggling because he was squirming so much and she had to "chase" him to get good shots. I could see facial features, I could see him "take a drink" as the US tech said, I could see him yawn and move his hands around. &amp;nbsp;I was just so happy! &amp;nbsp;Could I say that enough??? &amp;nbsp;Well it's true and I was/am! &amp;nbsp;We got several good shots of him... I don't remember stats about him except that the tech told us he is growing strong and healthy and that he is tiny! &amp;nbsp;She said he is little compared to what he should be but that was OK. She said either he hasn't gone through a huge growth spurt or I'll just have a tiny baby. &amp;nbsp;I hope for the tiny baby! &amp;nbsp;I shouldn't say that out loud though, &amp;nbsp; I'm sure he will be big now that I said I wish for a small baby! &amp;nbsp;Oh well! &amp;nbsp;Alright, enough blabbing! &amp;nbsp;There isn't much to tell about me. &amp;nbsp;I still feel like I'm not showing much except for the getting thicker part you already saw in another picture of me. &amp;nbsp;I still look the exact same but I'm sure that will change in the next few weeks and if it doesn't then I'm ok with that too. &amp;nbsp;Stay little, Little man! &amp;nbsp;Stay little :) &amp;nbsp;Here are his US pictures. &amp;nbsp;Maybe they are still only pictures a mother can love but that's ok because I really do love them!&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, I think they are pretty awesome! &amp;nbsp;Technology amazes me!!! &amp;nbsp;Here are some pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tyler Burton Quilter (first name can change but pretty sure it wont!) &amp;nbsp;due September 12, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh my gosh, I'm having a baby! &amp;nbsp;I'm so excited! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This profile picture looks a little more like a human baby :) and cute!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oVi7z-C30q4/TbiJsrheAfI/AAAAAAAACBU/jKkNvjUBC6E/s1600/20+week+Ultrasound+pictures+001.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oVi7z-C30q4/TbiJsrheAfI/AAAAAAAACBU/jKkNvjUBC6E/s320/20+week+Ultrasound+pictures+001.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;3D ultrasound, I'm still amazed. &amp;nbsp;He isn't opening his eyes but it looks that way and his little hand is up by his head. &amp;nbsp;He is SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO stink'en cute. &amp;nbsp;I can't even handle it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rd7OfrKUJHA/TbiJu_M9_lI/AAAAAAAACBY/qN_szyRKLAc/s1600/20+week+Ultrasound+pictures+002.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rd7OfrKUJHA/TbiJu_M9_lI/AAAAAAAACBY/qN_szyRKLAc/s320/20+week+Ultrasound+pictures+002.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sucking his thumb. &amp;nbsp;Hmm, I really hope he doesn't take after me in that way or his little finger will be in his mouth until he is 8. &amp;nbsp;Yes, I said 8.... but I don't suck my thumb now so who cares!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hn0lg9igdsU/TbiJxOoXnsI/AAAAAAAACBc/LA4jn2NHIBk/s1600/20+week+Ultrasound+pictures+003.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hn0lg9igdsU/TbiJxOoXnsI/AAAAAAAACBc/LA4jn2NHIBk/s320/20+week+Ultrasound+pictures+003.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And just in case anyone had any doubt.... it's still a boy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &amp;nbsp;YAY for my little man....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J9b4i2-u3Is/TbiJ0FFiUBI/AAAAAAAACBg/RMrfBKaFtOY/s1600/20+week+Ultrasound+pictures.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J9b4i2-u3Is/TbiJ0FFiUBI/AAAAAAAACBg/RMrfBKaFtOY/s320/20+week+Ultrasound+pictures.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6067553743207178314-2276999963335776298?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/2276999963335776298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=2276999963335776298' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/2276999963335776298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/2276999963335776298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/04/20-week-ultrasound.html' title='20 Week ultrasound'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oVi7z-C30q4/TbiJsrheAfI/AAAAAAAACBU/jKkNvjUBC6E/s72-c/20+week+Ultrasound+pictures+001.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-5135419859962236406</id><published>2011-04-18T16:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T16:43:30.147-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Maternity Clothes,</title><content type='html'>I think the time has come and I am resigned to purchase these things. &amp;nbsp;Now, my belly might not show much growth however, my pants remind me every time I put them on that my body is changing. &amp;nbsp;I've been reluctant to wear anything maternity for fear of looking silly since I am not showing much besides looking like I've gained some weight. &amp;nbsp;I have been searching and searching for maternity clothes, even before I got pregnant, &amp;nbsp;so I would know where to find ones I liked when I needed them and&amp;nbsp; I have been successful in my efforts to find REALLY CUTE clothes. &amp;nbsp;However, I have a small problem... I'm &amp;nbsp;not a millionaire. &amp;nbsp;So I can't and wouldn't justify &amp;nbsp;the purchase of a $98 t-shirt just to wear for who knows how long and then have to repurchase because my belly grew that much more and the shirt no longer fits. HMMM, well back to the drawing board. &amp;nbsp;I've searched EVERYWHERE ... and found these: &amp;nbsp;Before you judge please picture with me for a small moment a BLUE and WHITE FLORAL design and a little higher crotch on these bad boys! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z8QCpmhAjDI/Tay4e5cD17I/AAAAAAAACA0/vswuzmsY7DQ/s1600/Harem-Pants-e1288142776910.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z8QCpmhAjDI/Tay4e5cD17I/AAAAAAAACA0/vswuzmsY7DQ/s1600/Harem-Pants-e1288142776910.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qOlKEumNoXo/Tay8-gAqdsI/AAAAAAAACA4/NSBhL06yNx8/s1600/funny-maternity-t-shirts-kiss-my-bump-maternity-shirt-lalababyboutique-372sma-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;REALLY???????? &amp;nbsp;Looks like MC Hammer has his own maternity clothing line out. &amp;nbsp;Are you scared? &amp;nbsp;Ya, me too! &amp;nbsp;Now come on here people. &amp;nbsp;I realize I don't make a million dollars but seriously! &amp;nbsp;Less expensive maternity clothing are in high demand but, in my opinion, short supply. &amp;nbsp;I've searched maternity stores and I've found a few cute things and I use the word "cute" loosely. &amp;nbsp;Who really wants to wear a t-shirt around that says I love my bump or bun in the oven. &amp;nbsp;OR... &amp;nbsp;Kiss my bump! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qOlKEumNoXo/Tay8-gAqdsI/AAAAAAAACA4/NSBhL06yNx8/s1600/funny-maternity-t-shirts-kiss-my-bump-maternity-shirt-lalababyboutique-372sma-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qOlKEumNoXo/Tay8-gAqdsI/AAAAAAAACA4/NSBhL06yNx8/s1600/funny-maternity-t-shirts-kiss-my-bump-maternity-shirt-lalababyboutique-372sma-01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was that meant to be funny? REALLY? &amp;nbsp;I'm glad it is pointed out on a shirt that someone is pregnant or I wouldn't know. &amp;nbsp;It might be helpful actually if I can buy a shirt that says don't touch the bump! &amp;nbsp;Would that be rude? &amp;nbsp;Hmmm, well how about if it said, don't touch the bump, please :) &amp;nbsp;That would be nice, right? &amp;nbsp;Anyway, most everything looks like something my mother would have worn. &amp;nbsp;No offense mom, you were stylish wearing those things back in the day! &amp;nbsp;However, feeling like I do... bigger and totally out of control of my growing belly.. I would still like to look cute and as comfortable as possible. &amp;nbsp;Some may argue that these pants would be comfortable. &amp;nbsp;And I would agree, but I wouldn't feel very cute in them. &amp;nbsp;In fact, I'd be willing to argue that I'd feel like I circus clown wearing a circus tent for my outfit. &amp;nbsp;SO, &amp;nbsp;now what? &amp;nbsp;Maternity clothes, you're bringing ugly back! &amp;nbsp;YEP! &amp;nbsp;I guess I'll keep looking. &amp;nbsp;In the mean time, Little man, would you mind staying little for a little bit longer while I do?? &amp;nbsp;Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-5135419859962236406?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/5135419859962236406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=5135419859962236406' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/5135419859962236406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/5135419859962236406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/04/dear-maternity-clothes.html' title='Dear Maternity Clothes,'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z8QCpmhAjDI/Tay4e5cD17I/AAAAAAAACA0/vswuzmsY7DQ/s72-c/Harem-Pants-e1288142776910.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-8248812654981139292</id><published>2011-04-06T19:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T19:51:09.668-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't help it, I have to share...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I visited the doctor again today. My next appointment wasn't supposed to be until April 27th (and it still is) but for the last several days I have been having some very uncomfortable pain. &amp;nbsp;At first I put it off thinking it was just gas. &amp;nbsp;Excuse me, everyone gets gas and I'm no exception. &amp;nbsp;HOWEVER, &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; pain usually goes away but this one did not. &amp;nbsp;I wasn't worried at first because I've felt uncomfortable this way my whole pregnancy so far (just not this bad). But then this morning it was really painful. &amp;nbsp;I went into work thinking it would pass but then as I was getting ready to leave thought I was going to throw up because it hurt so bad. &amp;nbsp;So I called the doctor. &amp;nbsp;I LOVE my doctor! &amp;nbsp;He's a great guy. &amp;nbsp;He was very kind and answered all my questions and was just awesome! &amp;nbsp;He check my little guy and said that everything looked good. &amp;nbsp;Thank goodness. &amp;nbsp;So that was positive. &amp;nbsp;Bad news: &amp;nbsp;I guess I don't support my growth enough so I might feel this uncomfortable pain the rest of my pregnancy. &amp;nbsp;GOOD NEWS: &amp;nbsp;My baby is ok and it won't effect him at all! &amp;nbsp;More GOOD NEWS: &amp;nbsp;we got to see him again and the doctor checked to see if he was still in fact a he and he is! &amp;nbsp;NOW I can get ready for him to come without second guessing if he is a boy or not. &amp;nbsp;The other good news is that his privates did in fact resemble a males privates this time and I was comforted by that. hehehehe &amp;nbsp;I would this time be SHOCKED if the Doctor was wrong about his gender because no girls should have that body part :) &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, Here are some fun pictures. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't technology awesome? &amp;nbsp;Look how clear his little hand is. &amp;nbsp;When we saw him he was moving it so it looked as though he was waving. &amp;nbsp;He knew we were looking at him! &amp;nbsp;Now that it is still I just wish I could put my hand through that picture to hold that little hand, but I'll just have to wait for that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JdqJFymWGFo/TZ0TO_cO6rI/AAAAAAAACAY/nYXms9KM3fE/s1600/Ultrasound02.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="244" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JdqJFymWGFo/TZ0TO_cO6rI/AAAAAAAACAY/nYXms9KM3fE/s320/Ultrasound02.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The second picture we got was of his profile. &amp;nbsp;I admit his profile is a little interesting looking but it's the first profile picture we got of him! &amp;nbsp;SOOOOOOOOOO naturally, once his jaw looks like it fills in :) &amp;nbsp;,he'll be the cutest little boy in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fme9uuN6Z-M/TZ0TT5Fqt6I/AAAAAAAACAc/H6g77vfgdvc/s1600/Ultrasound01.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fme9uuN6Z-M/TZ0TT5Fqt6I/AAAAAAAACAc/H6g77vfgdvc/s320/Ultrasound01.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not sorry that I'm so obsessed about putting pictures of my little man up! &amp;nbsp;I'm just excited! &amp;nbsp;However, I am sorry that this is probably the only topic that I'm going to be able to think about for the next 5 months! &amp;nbsp;AND I can't stop saying how excited I am. &amp;nbsp;I'm just so excited I feel like I'm going to Disneyland! &amp;nbsp;Only this is WAY better!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-8248812654981139292?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/8248812654981139292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=8248812654981139292' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/8248812654981139292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/8248812654981139292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/04/cant-help-it-i-have-to-share.html' title='Can&apos;t help it, I have to share...'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JdqJFymWGFo/TZ0TO_cO6rI/AAAAAAAACAY/nYXms9KM3fE/s72-c/Ultrasound02.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-3785124050099901470</id><published>2011-04-03T09:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T09:06:32.036-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Little boy little boy!</title><content type='html'>We're&amp;nbsp;having a boy and this is how we announce it to my husband's family... well some of them!&amp;nbsp; It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h2XGfG0YrZM/TZkAcWNMRbI/AAAAAAAACAQ/k-2wENbhQJQ/s1600/DSCN0624.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h2XGfG0YrZM/TZkAcWNMRbI/AAAAAAAACAQ/k-2wENbhQJQ/s320/DSCN0624.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; The doctor said he isn't 100% sure and crazier things have happened in my life so I'm not going to rush out and buy the first boy thing I see... but I'm getting more and more excited as the days go on.&amp;nbsp; Chad and I have have picked out a name and then (silence) it kind of changed.&amp;nbsp; So, we are accepting ideas for little boy names.&amp;nbsp; So far the only thing we know is that the middle name will be Burton.&amp;nbsp; Why you ask?&amp;nbsp; I will tell you.&amp;nbsp; I have the GREATEST grandma in the WHOLE ENTIRE WORLD!&amp;nbsp; (well I have more than one of those but in this instance we are just talking about one of them)&amp;nbsp; I grew up with her.&amp;nbsp; I have only the most amazing memorise with her.&amp;nbsp; I find myself calling her when I need her advice because she always knows what to say and how to say it to me.&amp;nbsp; She isn't just my grandma, she is one of my best friends&amp;nbsp;too (I'm Lucky to have a couple&amp;nbsp;of those in my family!).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I truly thought I was going to have a little girl and&amp;nbsp;we were&amp;nbsp;going to name her Luella Grace Quilter.&amp;nbsp; Which is after my grandma Mathusek&amp;nbsp;also.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;However, we were going to call her Ella so we can honor both of my grandmas!&amp;nbsp;(By the way, I WILL still be using that name so beware to anyone&amp;nbsp;who uses it also,&amp;nbsp;it was mine first :) hehehe)&amp;nbsp;I would have bet my life on&amp;nbsp;a girl&amp;nbsp;so when the Doctor said it was a boy I thought, check again.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I was pretty sad I couldn't name my child after my grandma.&amp;nbsp; Then I remembered her maiden name and thought.... OH COOL!!!&amp;nbsp; So now I am REALLY excited about my little man's name!&amp;nbsp; So far we have thought only about Tyler.&amp;nbsp; So, Tyler Burton Quilter???&amp;nbsp; I love it but Chad isn't completely sold on Tyler so we have to keep searching.&amp;nbsp; I keep telling my nieces and nephews to tell Chad that they like the name Tyler but so far it&amp;nbsp;has turned into this...&amp;nbsp;Me:&amp;nbsp; "Nathan, go tell&amp;nbsp;Uncle&amp;nbsp;Chad that you like the name Tyler."&amp;nbsp; Nathan:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"Ok,&amp;nbsp;(sound of running feet)&amp;nbsp;Uncle Chad, Aunt Margie wants me to tell you that she likes the name Tyler!"&amp;nbsp; Me:&amp;nbsp;(laughing and thinking) &amp;nbsp;hmmmm, that's not exactly the message&amp;nbsp;he was supposed to pass!&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I figured if I say the name enough Chad will decide it is the best :)&amp;nbsp; However, because it is a boy and because I picked his middle name he has the final say on the first name!&amp;nbsp; (by the way he likes the middle name&amp;nbsp;so I didn't have&amp;nbsp;to twist any arms)&amp;nbsp; But we need suggestion so if you have any&amp;nbsp;we are&amp;nbsp;all ears!&amp;nbsp; Anyway, we will know 100% on April 27 is my little man is still a little man.&amp;nbsp; I'm extremely excited about that ultra sound because we get to spend a 1/2 hour staring at him.&amp;nbsp; He has the CUTEST feet already!!&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; Oh gosh babies why do you have to torture your mothers and bake for 9 months!&amp;nbsp; Couldn't you just take 5 months?&amp;nbsp; Then I would almost be finished and I'd get to hold you.&amp;nbsp; I'm SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO excited&amp;nbsp; I can't even wait!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the revealing ultrasound picture.&amp;nbsp; NOW IF the Dr was wrong I can't be blamed for misinterpreting my child's body part.&amp;nbsp; That could scar a child!!&amp;nbsp; AND if it IS STILL a boy in four weeks :)&amp;nbsp; I will be saving this picture for his wedding video.&amp;nbsp; MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA jk jk I won't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qfO_UO2UAco/TZj53nd9RfI/AAAAAAAACAM/_rynZmrCK5k/s1600/IT%2527S+A+BOY+ultrasound%2521%2521%2521.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qfO_UO2UAco/TZj53nd9RfI/AAAAAAAACAM/_rynZmrCK5k/s320/IT%2527S+A+BOY+ultrasound%2521%2521%2521.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is one picture I have of me since I lost the rest... the ONLY thing you can see in this picture is that I STILL have a GHETTO BOOTAY (and I did get a little thicker in the stomach area even though it doesn't look it and I do have to unbutton my jeans when I sit down but other than that I'm still EXACTLY the same *smile*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r4PXwoSyMGQ/TZnd19GVZVI/AAAAAAAACAU/ixNqvyxTy7o/s1600/DSCN0690.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r4PXwoSyMGQ/TZnd19GVZVI/AAAAAAAACAU/ixNqvyxTy7o/s320/DSCN0690.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; No bump yet just a little thicker and&amp;nbsp;big bum to make my backside look pregnant!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-3785124050099901470?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/3785124050099901470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=3785124050099901470' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/3785124050099901470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/3785124050099901470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/04/little-boy-little-boy.html' title='Little boy little boy!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h2XGfG0YrZM/TZkAcWNMRbI/AAAAAAAACAQ/k-2wENbhQJQ/s72-c/DSCN0624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-4740372048714299296</id><published>2011-03-29T10:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T11:06:09.518-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy or Girl??</title><content type='html'>I can't even wait!! In two more days, provided the baby cooperates and excluding today of course, Chad and I find out if we are going to have a boy or girl join our family. I am so extremely excited I can't even wait!!! &amp;nbsp;I have been thinking of names I've wanted to name my first child, girl and boy, for a long time. &amp;nbsp;Not to sound silly or anything but I've waited so long for this moment and really only thought it'd happen to/for other people. &amp;nbsp;I'm 30... that is a LONG time to wait!!! I feel like I won the lottery! &amp;nbsp;Now I'm more anxious and even more excited that it is so close and &amp;nbsp;I feel like it is taking EVERYTHING inside me to keep it together, in a good way of course.. &amp;nbsp;AND because we have picked out names I'm so excited to put a name with the little wiggle worm growing inside me. &amp;nbsp; AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! &amp;nbsp;I'M SO EXCITED!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few, interesting to me, facts:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;1. &amp;nbsp; I wake up once a night, instead of a million times, &amp;nbsp;around 4:30 to use the bathroom. &amp;nbsp;AWESOME!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;2. &amp;nbsp; I have been able to workout better now and it has felt really really good!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;3. &amp;nbsp; I have gained between 4-7 lbs depending on what scale I stand on. &amp;nbsp;The doctor's office said only 3, but that was 3 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;4. &amp;nbsp; My pants are getting a little tight but not tight enough I can't wear them.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;5. &amp;nbsp; I have felt the baby move, only when I am wearing pants that push up against my stomach or when I'm sitting with my knees up! &amp;nbsp;Yes, this early! &amp;nbsp;I know my body and I know that what I've been feeling inside isn't gas!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;6. &amp;nbsp; My zits are going away, HALLELUJAH.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;7. &amp;nbsp;My heart likes to beat really fast, all the time. &amp;nbsp;Is that bad?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;8. &amp;nbsp;I don't really crave anything but I want salad and tomatoes all the time! YUM!!! &amp;nbsp;In fact, I feel like I smell tomatoes all the time too. &amp;nbsp;I should just get a freshly cut tomato air freshener, that would be awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;9. &amp;nbsp;I can eat Chicken again but I can't stand looking at it when it's not cooked.&lt;br /&gt;10. I can feel my stomach getting bigger although you can't really see it. &lt;br /&gt;11. &amp;nbsp;Like I said, I don't crave food but I do crave organizing my stuff and home. &amp;nbsp;It is a STRONG need and I feel like I will go insane if I don't do it... so off I go, wish me luck!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd post some pictures but I can't find them and my desk top computer died the other week so I might have lost some pictures too.... sad but Oh well! &amp;nbsp;I promise, I look the exact same as when I wasn't pregnant. . . although to ME I can tell my stomach area is a little thicker! &amp;nbsp;So just imagine what I look like....(as long as it's insanely beautiful) you will probably have it right! &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-4740372048714299296?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/4740372048714299296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=4740372048714299296' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/4740372048714299296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/4740372048714299296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/03/boy-or-girl.html' title='Boy or Girl??'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-1261521888057686231</id><published>2011-03-13T22:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T22:52:00.832-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chad + Margie = Baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>After trying for a year and a half, getting medical help and using fertility medication &amp;nbsp;(BLAH) &amp;nbsp;I am EXTREMELY EXCITED to be able to FINALLY say that Chad and I are FINALLY going to join the parenting world. I can't believe I can announce it, I can't believe it is real. &amp;nbsp;I still don't believe it. &amp;nbsp;I was beginning to think it was never going to happen for us. I honestly thought my life was going down the LONG fertility road and I was so close to giving up. &amp;nbsp;NOW here I am announcing... I'M GOING TO BE A MOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &amp;nbsp;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOOOOO, oh my poor child. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;JK &amp;nbsp; Can you believe it??? &amp;nbsp;AHHHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know, I'm going to write down how my pregnancy has gone so far so you don't have to read from here on out if you don't want. &amp;nbsp;It might not be interesting to anyone else :) but me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On January 11, 2011 I woke up with cramps &amp;nbsp;:( &amp;nbsp;I was pretty disappointed about it and I figured it meant I wasn't pregnant just like every month before. &amp;nbsp;Unlike every month before, I "knew for sure" I wasn't going to be pregnant but figured I would just ease my "waiting for my friend" time. &amp;nbsp;If the test said no then I wouldn't have to wait, wonder and hope I was pregnant but I would just know I wasn't pregnant and what I could expect next. &amp;nbsp; I felt pretty confident the test would say no and I felt pretty confident it was time to take a break from all this. &amp;nbsp;I was ready for a no.&amp;nbsp; However, &amp;nbsp;as soon as I took the test I saw a yes! &amp;nbsp;Because I only took a dollar store test and because it said yes I didn't believe it so I took another one, right away.... and again, the answer was yes! &amp;nbsp;I didn't know if I believed it because I had a false positive before but at the same time, I figured I couldn't get two false positives in the same day and both the tests I took said yes so I had to believe it. &amp;nbsp;I wanted to wait to tell my husband. &amp;nbsp;I wanted to do something creative for him, I wanted to see his face when I told him but I just couldn't wait. . . &amp;nbsp;So I called. &amp;nbsp;The conversation went something like this. Me:&amp;nbsp; Chad, I took a pregnancy test again. &amp;nbsp;(tried to say it in a sad voice) &amp;nbsp; Chad: And? &amp;nbsp;Me: &amp;nbsp;It said YES! &amp;nbsp;HAHAHHA &amp;nbsp;(I couldn't even pretend it said no, I was too shocked. &amp;nbsp;Don't know if I believe it myself) &amp;nbsp;Chad it worked, we are going to have a baby! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;.... &amp;nbsp;Sadly I don't remember what Chad said to much. &amp;nbsp;All I can remember is Chad in excited silence (sounds exactly like Chad, right?) and whenever he did speak I could tell he was smiling. &amp;nbsp;After a little while we got off the phone and I called to make an appointment with the doctor. When I called the doctor's office I didn't even know what to say... so I said, I've been working with Dr. so in so with infertility treatments and It worked. &amp;nbsp;I don't even know what to do. &amp;nbsp;Am I supposed to call you this early? &amp;nbsp;What should I do? &amp;nbsp;The nurse then got REALLY excited for me and I'm sure she made a scene in the office while on the phone with me. It was very nice of her. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, we ended up setting up an appointment at 5 weeks. SWEET!! &amp;nbsp;At 5 weeks we went in to the appointment, saw the baby and my first thought was... "That's it?? That's what I've been waiting for?" &amp;nbsp;Terrible thought, right? &amp;nbsp;I know I know but that's what I thought. &amp;nbsp;I was relieved to know that the baby was alive as far as they could tell and grateful to see it!! &amp;nbsp; Here is the picture of the first ultrasound at 5 weeks: &amp;nbsp;At this dr. visit we were told that the baby was due September 19th (and no by the way this is not an indication of twins, just the SAME exact picture twice... I just didn't want to crop anything.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-34XDDDjCIBY/TX2aMefD54I/AAAAAAAACAA/pbncuoFUGYA/s1600/week+5+day+2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-34XDDDjCIBY/TX2aMefD54I/AAAAAAAACAA/pbncuoFUGYA/s320/week+5+day+2.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I assumed 5 weeks were just too early for me to get sick and that I'd be getting sick soon. &amp;nbsp;Fortunately, though,&amp;nbsp; I haven't been sick because of pregnancy one time. &amp;nbsp;In fact I feel completely normal. &amp;nbsp;The only symptoms that could be mistaken for absolutely nothing is:&amp;nbsp; I WAS extremely hungry ALL THE TIME!!!!!!!! &amp;nbsp;That was terrible. :) I also woke up 3 or 4 times in the night to use the potty. &amp;nbsp;That was annoying :) &amp;nbsp;and I would sit down on the couch and fall asleep without even knowing I was tired. &amp;nbsp;All of those things were no big deal though. &amp;nbsp;AND every one of those symptoms have since gone away and I feel like I'm not even pregnant. &amp;nbsp;Yes, it makes me nervous it is true and I try to not worry but no such luck :) &amp;nbsp;Anyway, we got another visit to the Doctor &amp;nbsp;and got to hear the heartbeat and were told that &amp;nbsp;I was measuring at 9 weeks 2 day which meant my due date moved up a week!!! &amp;nbsp;Now I'm due September 12th. and here is week 9 ultrasound:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-vANVt9gZp_w/TX2amTaqFVI/AAAAAAAACAE/Ss7D-cMUAtg/s1600/9weeks2days.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-vANVt9gZp_w/TX2amTaqFVI/AAAAAAAACAE/Ss7D-cMUAtg/s320/9weeks2days.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;looks like a blob :) &amp;nbsp;I'm sure it will be a cute one though.... &amp;nbsp;the Doctor told us we can find out the sex of the baby at week 16!! &amp;nbsp;That only meant I had to wait 7 weeks (at the time)!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now I'm up to my next appointment. &amp;nbsp;I have been having cramps the last little while so the Doctor wanted to check to see if everything was ok and all is well! &amp;nbsp;Thank goodness :) &amp;nbsp; When he listened to the heartbeat he told us that our little baby was trucking along and that the heartbeat was 186 which was higher than he normally hears. &amp;nbsp;Of course he said that was completely fine. &amp;nbsp;We didn't have an ultrasound this time so there isn't anything to show. &amp;nbsp;BUT we do get to find out, if we want, the gender of the baby on March 31st. &amp;nbsp;AND YES, we TOTALLY want to find out! SO...only 3 more weeks until we find out the sex of our BABY!!!!!!! &amp;nbsp;Any guesses??? I have a guess but I'm keeping my guess to myself because I'm usually wrong! We have picked out names for the baby if it's a boy or girl. &amp;nbsp;The boys' name can change but so far I REALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLY like the names we've picked out so I'm assuming we won't change them. :) &amp;nbsp; Time will tell, I guess. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, that's my story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited!!!!!!!!!!!!! &amp;nbsp;I can't WAIT for September!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sorry for all my grammar mistakes, I REALLY don't want to reread hehe)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-1261521888057686231?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/1261521888057686231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=1261521888057686231' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/1261521888057686231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/1261521888057686231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/03/chad-margie-baby.html' title='Chad + Margie = Baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-34XDDDjCIBY/TX2aMefD54I/AAAAAAAACAA/pbncuoFUGYA/s72-c/week+5+day+2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-1479315016951177633</id><published>2011-03-02T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T11:50:46.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gloomy day or is it just me?</title><content type='html'>Today it just one of those days and I'm in much need of a fun relaxing vacation with no worries, no clock to watch, no due dates to make, nothing to think about, &amp;nbsp;but enjoying the day! &amp;nbsp;I'm stressed a little TOO much and I just need a break :) &amp;nbsp;Don't we all. &lt;br /&gt;Forecast for tomorrow? &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Still Gloomy... oig! Can't wait for the sun to come out on Saturday, maybe it will help me feel better :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-1479315016951177633?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/1479315016951177633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=1479315016951177633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/1479315016951177633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/1479315016951177633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/03/gloomy-day-or-is-it-just-me.html' title='Gloomy day or is it just me?'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-6378121810103918911</id><published>2011-02-05T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T22:16:55.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply put...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I just want and nice simple blog background. &amp;nbsp;Finding one, however, is torturous so I have to stop.... Any one want to do the job for me? &amp;nbsp;Thanks!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-6378121810103918911?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/6378121810103918911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=6378121810103918911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/6378121810103918911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/6378121810103918911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/02/simply-put.html' title='Simply put...'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-2584440914611487925</id><published>2011-01-21T15:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T13:10:42.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>an update.</title><content type='html'>I won't lie I haven't been very interested in&amp;nbsp;my blog&amp;nbsp;lately and as a result I have neglected updating it.&amp;nbsp; New years came and went and life just seems to continue, even if I want it to stop for&amp;nbsp;a minute.&amp;nbsp; Here are a TON of pictures for you, I'll just let the pictures do the talking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;New Year's Eve with my family:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Claire LOVES Chad!&amp;nbsp; It's so cute to see!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok quick story.&amp;nbsp; One day I was on the phone with my mom and Claire was around.&amp;nbsp; When she found out it was me on the phone she wanted to talk.&amp;nbsp; So, naturally my mother handed the phone to her so she and I could talk for&amp;nbsp;a minute.&amp;nbsp; The very first thing she said was, "Where's Chad?"&amp;nbsp; There wasn't a hi Aunt Margie or anything... NOPE!!&amp;nbsp; She just wanted to talk to Chad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTnxvKWCWcI/AAAAAAAAB9o/RVUWuzXeKCc/s1600/DSCN0318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTnxvKWCWcI/AAAAAAAAB9o/RVUWuzXeKCc/s320/DSCN0318.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got Audrey to try shrimp.&amp;nbsp; As you can tell, SHE LOVED IT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTnx9utGCzI/AAAAAAAAB9s/cZhMwD-PvBQ/s1600/DSCN0323.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTnx9utGCzI/AAAAAAAAB9s/cZhMwD-PvBQ/s320/DSCN0323.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Nathan was brave after seeing Audrey's reaction, he put his game face on and like a champ..... put that little shrimp right up to his mouth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTnyKgEtNEI/AAAAAAAAB9w/mjwGnDbKDcg/s1600/DSCN0324.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTnyKgEtNEI/AAAAAAAAB9w/mjwGnDbKDcg/s320/DSCN0324.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;However, he wasn't that excited about the taste himself.... Maybe we should have put Chocolate on it instead of cocktail sauce and then he would have liked it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTnydMc3XDI/AAAAAAAAB90/3BoREZIXVkQ/s1600/DSCN0326.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTnydMc3XDI/AAAAAAAAB90/3BoREZIXVkQ/s320/DSCN0326.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;BUT... he held onto it, just in case!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTnysty321I/AAAAAAAAB94/41Glu15fFLc/s1600/DSCN0328.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTnysty321I/AAAAAAAAB94/41Glu15fFLc/s320/DSCN0328.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then we had a dance party, it was pretty fuN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTny5xnR_5I/AAAAAAAAB98/mMbY7fSNSB8/s1600/DSCN0335.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTny5xnR_5I/AAAAAAAAB98/mMbY7fSNSB8/s320/DSCN0335.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We got a little crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTnzJE9IZKI/AAAAAAAAB-A/W91zeBB0Zjk/s1600/DSCN0340.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTnzJE9IZKI/AAAAAAAAB-A/W91zeBB0Zjk/s320/DSCN0340.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTnzXiI60rI/AAAAAAAAB-E/cFh2UUvgAV4/s1600/DSCN0355.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTnzXiI60rI/AAAAAAAAB-E/cFh2UUvgAV4/s320/DSCN0355.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This went on for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTnzlh1662I/AAAAAAAAB-I/ve5zqIMflEM/s1600/DSCN0358.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTnzlh1662I/AAAAAAAAB-I/ve5zqIMflEM/s320/DSCN0358.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then we played games and had a good laugh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTnz0WFEX6I/AAAAAAAAB-M/bdA_PVMZlPo/s1600/DSCN0389.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTnz0WFEX6I/AAAAAAAAB-M/bdA_PVMZlPo/s320/DSCN0389.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;AND so did Nathan! Yes, this is a laugh and I LOVE when he does this, it's SO cute and extremely funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTn0AFfNpHI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/pI9NRtkVDv4/s1600/DSCN0394.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTn0AFfNpHI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/pI9NRtkVDv4/s320/DSCN0394.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿We had a ton of fun... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy New Year Everyone!&amp;nbsp; Hope 2011 brings you the best of the best!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next adventure:&lt;br /&gt;Ally comes to visit so&amp;nbsp;my sister and I&amp;nbsp;went to Jenny's house for dinner.&amp;nbsp; Love my cousins and sister!&lt;br /&gt;Ally and Callista&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTn4FJ2U2dI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/Tdc1ug7qYtk/s1600/DSCN0402.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTn4FJ2U2dI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/Tdc1ug7qYtk/s320/DSCN0402.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Juniper sporting my sunglasses and spaghetti sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTn4SSCJDyI/AAAAAAAAB-c/sJw06gF8b88/s1600/DSCN0405.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTn4SSCJDyI/AAAAAAAAB-c/sJw06gF8b88/s320/DSCN0405.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Calli isn't sure if she likes me yet... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTn4eAuqcFI/AAAAAAAAB-g/h5V9mpgzV8Q/s1600/DSCN0406.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTn4eAuqcFI/AAAAAAAAB-g/h5V9mpgzV8Q/s320/DSCN0406.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jenny eating my sister's popcorn.&amp;nbsp; She that string coming from her face?&amp;nbsp; It stayed there for awhile.&amp;nbsp; Saving it for later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTn4tHwBMCI/AAAAAAAAB-k/OpQgnAfhxpc/s1600/DSCN0408.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTn4tHwBMCI/AAAAAAAAB-k/OpQgnAfhxpc/s320/DSCN0408.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The END!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT:&lt;br /&gt;Claire stayed with us for the weekend.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;First let me say, I have been very grateful for Claire (well, for all my nieces and nephews but especially Claire)&lt;br /&gt;She, without trying of course, has helped the through so many sad moments!!&amp;nbsp; She's been my little angel and I'm grateful I've been able to steal her from my sister when I've needed her the most!&amp;nbsp; I understand why we have families but am EXTREMELY grateful for the ones that we put on the earth at the most perfect times.... just to help me.&amp;nbsp; (HAHAHA - that sounds selfish but it's true)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN, Claire LOVES Chad!&lt;br /&gt;She thinks&amp;nbsp;he is asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTn6VUzuORI/AAAAAAAAB-s/l-Eyo5xU424/s1600/DSCN0411.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTn6VUzuORI/AAAAAAAAB-s/l-Eyo5xU424/s320/DSCN0411.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So she wakes him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTn6tsGQ8MI/AAAAAAAAB-w/N8So_AL3VQA/s1600/DSCN0412.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTn6tsGQ8MI/AAAAAAAAB-w/N8So_AL3VQA/s320/DSCN0412.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;mission accomplished now she doesn't have to push on his neck&amp;nbsp;anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTn69eCKIkI/AAAAAAAAB-0/r_0gB6lwZZ0/s1600/DSCN0414.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTn69eCKIkI/AAAAAAAAB-0/r_0gB6lwZZ0/s320/DSCN0414.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OOOOOOH Chad&amp;nbsp;has a phone.&amp;nbsp; One of Clarie's favorite things!&amp;nbsp; Wouldn't you know, it's one of Chad's too.&amp;nbsp; They've bonded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTn7Q45srKI/AAAAAAAAB-4/nathkt0kzvI/s320/DSCN0416.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She thinks it's pretty cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTn7snEBiMI/AAAAAAAAB-8/BRGfHoPBGpw/s1600/DSCN0417.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTn7snEBiMI/AAAAAAAAB-8/BRGfHoPBGpw/s320/DSCN0417.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Don't even think about taking the phone from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTn8IrBteEI/AAAAAAAAB_A/DGy68hJIxCc/s1600/DSCN0419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTn8IrBteEI/AAAAAAAAB_A/DGy68hJIxCc/s320/DSCN0419.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not exactly sure what she's doing here but it was just cute! hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTn_-ZG0rrI/AAAAAAAAB_E/cJ2rWI30kw4/s1600/DSCN0421.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTn_-ZG0rrI/AAAAAAAAB_E/cJ2rWI30kw4/s320/DSCN0421.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Claire and Cathan spent time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TToAPCFvj9I/AAAAAAAAB_I/09i-MJa018M/s1600/DSCN0431.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TToAPCFvj9I/AAAAAAAAB_I/09i-MJa018M/s320/DSCN0431.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cathan's cute CHEEEEEEEESE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TToAa91Pk8I/AAAAAAAAB_M/zOBurSzWd7o/s1600/DSCN0445.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TToAa91Pk8I/AAAAAAAAB_M/zOBurSzWd7o/s320/DSCN0445.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Claire and Chad watching TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TToAp1h9rnI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/FEodG2S-_fs/s1600/DSCN0455.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TToAp1h9rnI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/FEodG2S-_fs/s320/DSCN0455.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See what I mean?&amp;nbsp; SO CUTE together!&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TToA4tZIoUI/AAAAAAAAB_U/I9y1Zpzyp9E/s1600/DSCN0460.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TToA4tZIoUI/AAAAAAAAB_U/I9y1Zpzyp9E/s320/DSCN0460.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Adventure:&lt;br /&gt;Monica and Derek come to visit...&lt;br /&gt;Derek has grown and is so big now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TToDASMUdEI/AAAAAAAAB_o/wsBApz7KjZI/s1600/DSCN0486.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TToDASMUdEI/AAAAAAAAB_o/wsBApz7KjZI/s320/DSCN0486.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma Turner holding Derek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TToBFNmOToI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/lasYcGXlUQI/s1600/DSCN0469.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TToBFNmOToI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/lasYcGXlUQI/s320/DSCN0469.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for the lack of pictures. I'm already putting pictures up I shouldn't be.&amp;nbsp; Sorry Scott and Monica, he is just too cute not to post about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TToBS_xN6WI/AAAAAAAAB_c/ybfuoeZgsxY/s1600/DSCN0472.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TToBS_xN6WI/AAAAAAAAB_c/ybfuoeZgsxY/s320/DSCN0472.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Well, that's the story of the last month...&amp;nbsp; Pictures make the story sound so much more fun!&amp;nbsp; It really was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The END!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-2584440914611487925?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/2584440914611487925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=2584440914611487925' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/2584440914611487925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/2584440914611487925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2011/01/update.html' title='an update.'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TTnxvKWCWcI/AAAAAAAAB9o/RVUWuzXeKCc/s72-c/DSCN0318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-562440529389965629</id><published>2010-12-27T16:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T16:47:19.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love Christmas! &amp;nbsp;It's so much fun and I REALLY loved this Christmas! I opened a gift I have wanted/ needed for a long time and I'm so happy to report that I can FINALLY take pictures and start working on scrapbook stuff! &amp;nbsp;I am so excited. &amp;nbsp;We got a Nikon coolpix s8100. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;It's just a point and shoot camera but it's pretty sweet! &amp;nbsp;I really did want to get a professional camer because they take amazing pictures but I started to think about it and decided that I don't need a professional camera, they are so big and bulky I wouldn't want to carry it around if we were to go on vacations. &amp;nbsp;So, we looked around for a good quality little camera and found this one! &amp;nbsp;Maybe someday we will get a professional camera too, for the good things in life, :) but for now this one works better than perfect and I LOVE it!!! &amp;nbsp;I didn't have a camera to take pictures with Christmas Eve. &amp;nbsp;We went to my sister's house and our normal family Christmas Dinner. I Love it! &amp;nbsp;Christmas Eve dinner is always so good and special because we never eat a ham dinner as well put together as the Christmas Eve one. &amp;nbsp;PLUS, we got to spend that with my mother which I really loved because I have really missed her and now that she is home holidays are better... even if I don't spend the actual Christmas DAY with her. &amp;nbsp;My mom and I are going to take a day and go shopping, (that is what I got her for her Christmas gift) &amp;nbsp;it will be a lot of fun, I can't wait AND I will have a camera to prove how much fun we will have.&amp;nbsp;So, Christmas Eve was spent with my mom and family. &amp;nbsp;Christmas day was with the Quilter side. &amp;nbsp;I LOVED every minute of the day. &amp;nbsp;Here are some pictures, from my new awesome camera! (give me a break, I'm not the greatest photographer YET) Just so you know, however, Christmas morning (just between Chad and I) were taken in the dark.... the ONLY real light we had was from the Christmas tree. &amp;nbsp;Ok that's not completely true but that was the biggest source of light we had and STILL the pictures turned out pretty darn good for a point and shoot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here is Christmas Morning:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Warning!! I was a bit camera happy... but I HAD to be! &amp;nbsp;I just got a new camera! &amp;nbsp;and Chad let me open it up first so I could take pictures!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRfCyjD6eOI/AAAAAAAAB78/6TjD62aHQK4/s1600/DSCN0005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRfCyjD6eOI/AAAAAAAAB78/6TjD62aHQK4/s320/DSCN0005.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Cute, Christmas Tree&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRfCk9ycinI/AAAAAAAAB74/zslixiwXQQI/s1600/DSCN0004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRfCk9ycinI/AAAAAAAAB74/zslixiwXQQI/s320/DSCN0004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nikon coolpix S8100&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRfCXC9KoxI/AAAAAAAAB70/zYZrXqCb9aE/s1600/DSCN0002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRfCXC9KoxI/AAAAAAAAB70/zYZrXqCb9aE/s320/DSCN0002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;External Hard Drive. &amp;nbsp;I wonder if it will be a tradition to get this for Chad. &amp;nbsp;So far he's gotten one every year we have been married! &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRfDBrXeaaI/AAAAAAAAB8A/Z2QH9glKyeM/s1600/DSCN0025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRfDBrXeaaI/AAAAAAAAB8A/Z2QH9glKyeM/s320/DSCN0025.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Got to love the boots!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRfDQ8JGLEI/AAAAAAAAB8E/NejNR7vyf1g/s1600/DSCN0074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRfDQ8JGLEI/AAAAAAAAB8E/NejNR7vyf1g/s320/DSCN0074.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;So cute!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRfECGCeBuI/AAAAAAAAB8U/GiaSnF1_I5g/s1600/DSCN0147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRfECGCeBuI/AAAAAAAAB8U/GiaSnF1_I5g/s320/DSCN0147.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is pretty cool. &amp;nbsp;We took this as a continuous shot and it came out like this, I thought it was pretty cool personally!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRfDgOJ7S6I/AAAAAAAAB8I/eRVBTUvVLCM/s1600/DSCN0035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRfDgOJ7S6I/AAAAAAAAB8I/eRVBTUvVLCM/s320/DSCN0035.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;3rd Christmas together, still same tree. &amp;nbsp;I can't believe we have been married for 3 Christmases. &amp;nbsp;I love it!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Our next stop was upstairs. &amp;nbsp;It was a long and grueling journey up those stairs but we seem to make it there in one piece just fine. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRfDvYPPaoI/AAAAAAAAB8M/ycuJ8ZdpkhA/s1600/DSCN0047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRfDvYPPaoI/AAAAAAAAB8M/ycuJ8ZdpkhA/s320/DSCN0047.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We gave my mother n law, Gayla, a welcome mat and toilet paper and we gave Steve, my father in law, some shirts. &amp;nbsp;There were no home made gifts this year... hahaha I bet they were happy about that :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRfD97TwXwI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/R-imb_6HG1Y/s1600/DSCN0050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRfD97TwXwI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/R-imb_6HG1Y/s320/DSCN0050.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chels got some cool gifts too but this is just before she started opening anything. &amp;nbsp;AND &amp;nbsp;Chels got up at 7:30 AM to get ready for the day so she could stay at the house with everyone all day. &amp;nbsp;Way to go Chels! &amp;nbsp;That is determination! or maybe &amp;nbsp;a little bit of craziness, who knows. haha jk Chels, JK.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our next stop was the Haacke family Christmas party.... we played games and had some fun and I got to hold CUTE CUTE Gavin! &amp;nbsp;I was a little bit of a hog but can you blame me? &amp;nbsp;Just look at him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRfLVTC_a3I/AAAAAAAAB8w/SQZ6ay9WJYA/s1600/DSCN0248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRfLVTC_a3I/AAAAAAAAB8w/SQZ6ay9WJYA/s320/DSCN0248.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes well I know I don't look amazing but I couldn't pass up posting such a cute picture of such a cute kid! &amp;nbsp;Thanks for letting me hog him for a while Candice, &amp;nbsp;He's ADORABLE. &amp;nbsp;And don't worry as tempting as it was I would never really steal him :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRfSq-uk_xI/AAAAAAAAB9A/Yov1oSrdg1c/s1600/DSCN0179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRfSq-uk_xI/AAAAAAAAB9A/Yov1oSrdg1c/s320/DSCN0179.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dinner time, Haacke party!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRkjV5a1wwI/AAAAAAAAB9I/QgVUsfOlK3I/s1600/DSCN0246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRkjV5a1wwI/AAAAAAAAB9I/QgVUsfOlK3I/s320/DSCN0246.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe I am squishing his face a little bit... but I had to or he'd make me put him down :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRkjltBxZaI/AAAAAAAAB9M/t3sbc0EJJmI/s1600/DSCN0247.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRkj0CSX0HI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/zWxwROm-YQc/s1600/DSCN0251.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRkj0CSX0HI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/zWxwROm-YQc/s320/DSCN0251.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gayla and Grandma Haacke&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Later we went to the Quilters and hung out for awhile. &amp;nbsp;I didn't get many pictures of this but at least I am documenting it. &lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRkj88NIMDI/AAAAAAAAB9U/r2krfQ9zm04/s1600/DSCN0261.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRkj88NIMDI/AAAAAAAAB9U/r2krfQ9zm04/s320/DSCN0261.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chelsea! &amp;nbsp;We we just playing with our camera. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After the Quilter's party we went back to the Quilter home :) &amp;nbsp;talked to Chris, Sarah and the kids and opened more gifts! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are some pictures:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRkkF_aDKiI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/GFiqoDBFsWA/s1600/DSCN0283.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRkkF_aDKiI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/GFiqoDBFsWA/s320/DSCN0283.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cathan got some pretty cool gifts!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRkkOf3esYI/AAAAAAAAB9c/uWcH1CoUsuI/s1600/DSCN0285.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRkkOf3esYI/AAAAAAAAB9c/uWcH1CoUsuI/s320/DSCN0285.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, I AM wearing a grass skirt and coconut boobs! &amp;nbsp;HAHAHA&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-562440529389965629?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/562440529389965629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=562440529389965629' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/562440529389965629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/562440529389965629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TRfCyjD6eOI/AAAAAAAAB78/6TjD62aHQK4/s72-c/DSCN0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-5323983899580912517</id><published>2010-12-08T15:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T15:45:29.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary # 2</title><content type='html'>This year Chad and I wanted to do something a little different for our anniversary. &amp;nbsp;Lets be honest, a hotel for a night seemed like a waist of money to us since we don't have kids. &amp;nbsp;Going on vacation was out of the picture since we didn't plan for that earlier. &amp;nbsp;SO we planned a real date. &amp;nbsp;(that doesn't happen with us very often- we aren't usually the planning type.) &amp;nbsp;Chad found a murder mystery dinner in Ogden and decided to get tickets for that. &amp;nbsp;I was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO excited. &amp;nbsp;I couldn't wait!! &amp;nbsp;Can you believe it though, 2 or so hours before we were supposed to leave the owner of the murder mystery calls and tells us that they have canceled the show do to lack of interest. &amp;nbsp;Bad sign?? &amp;nbsp;Maybe. &amp;nbsp;AHH this is why we don't plan! &amp;nbsp;Haha. &amp;nbsp;We were so disappointed! &amp;nbsp;I REALLY wanted to go, I was REALLY excited. &amp;nbsp;Oh well, right? &amp;nbsp;We went to the mall and decided to buy ourselves an anniversary gift. &amp;nbsp;We both need clothes so I got some jeans and Chad got.... well, he didn't get anything because he wouldn't buy anything. &amp;nbsp;My sweet husband doesn't buy clothes because, ''they are too expensive''. &amp;nbsp; Let me tell you, they weren't too expensive, Chad's just thrifty. &amp;nbsp;Got to love my husband for that! &amp;nbsp;BUT he looked REALLY good in everything he tried on! &amp;nbsp;I wanted him to get everything!! &amp;nbsp;(but he wouldn't - sad!) &amp;nbsp;Then we decided we were getting hungry so we went to Corbin's grill in Layton. &amp;nbsp;Chad got steak and fries (not just any old fries, they were seasoned with something but I can't remember what.) and I got. . . . . &amp;nbsp;. . . . . . halibut with king crab, mashed potatoes and asparagus. Surprised? &amp;nbsp;Yes, me too. &amp;nbsp;I'm usually not a fish person !!&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I was a little nervous to get it as Corbin's grill is no Chili's and a lot more expensive however, the waitress assured me that I could get something else if I didn't like it. &amp;nbsp;So, I got it! Why not? &amp;nbsp;Some times it is good to try something different, right? &amp;nbsp;We also got sizzled mushrooms, whatever that means. &amp;nbsp;AND since I love mushrooms and Chad hates them, I ate the whole thing. LOVED IT, but didn't feel very good after as they were, I am positive, very fattening. With our food we got soups too. &amp;nbsp;I got French onion, LOVED IT! &amp;nbsp;Chad got some potato soup, he liked his enough. &amp;nbsp;BUT then came the meal... &amp;nbsp;Can I just say that as soon as the fish came out I could smell it... fishy! &amp;nbsp;Bad sign? &amp;nbsp;VERY! &amp;nbsp;I started to taste it. &amp;nbsp;First bite wasn't impressive but I figured it was because I just inhaled fish smell. &amp;nbsp;Next bite wasn't that tasty either. &amp;nbsp;The king crab? &amp;nbsp;AWESOME! &amp;nbsp;I wouldn't be able to eat a whole plate of it though, it's just one of those things I'd have to eat a little of in order to enjoy. &amp;nbsp;Our waitress came over to ask the embarrassing question. &amp;nbsp;Do you like it? &amp;nbsp;Not sure what to say I just said, I can't decide. &amp;nbsp;She gave me a few more bites. &amp;nbsp;NOPE, don't like it but I kept it. &amp;nbsp;Why, when she was so willing to switch it to something better would I keep it you ask? &amp;nbsp;Well, I taste tested Chad's steak and I wasn't that impressed with that either. &amp;nbsp;I didn't know what to get and really it was my fault I picked the fish fully knowing I wouldn't like it. &amp;nbsp;I just had high hopes and made a bad choice!&amp;nbsp; I've tasted better steak at Olive Garden so I decided to stick with the Halibut. &amp;nbsp;But I've learned my lesson, never again! &amp;nbsp;I couldn't eat another bite without feeling like I was going to throw it up and since I didn't think that would be enjoyable for anyone eating or any of the workers I decided not to take any chances. &amp;nbsp;The waitress was really nice though. &amp;nbsp;She felt really bad that I didn't like it so she gave Chad and I a "free" dessert that cost a dollar. &amp;nbsp;Now, a dollar is no big deal but if you are going to tell someone that you're going to give them something for free you don't charge them a dollar. &amp;nbsp;Free means you don't have to have any money to get it. IF I was going back I would want my waitress, she deserved a gold star! &amp;nbsp;She was the greatest waitress. &amp;nbsp;We didn't ever have to ask for refills on our drink. &amp;nbsp;She came over to see how we were doing just enough times and when she gave us the free (kind of) dessert I thought, score! &amp;nbsp;Chad really liked his food, so I guess all wasn't lost. &amp;nbsp;However, Corbin's Grill, you get a 'not EVER going there again because the food wasn't good enough for the price of it' for my review. &amp;nbsp;Sorry! &amp;nbsp;Afterwards we drove around to see Christmas lights. &amp;nbsp;They were pretty cool. &amp;nbsp;Layton city, I have a question.... how do dinosaurs and Christmas relate? &amp;nbsp;While your Christmas decor is pretty fun to see and your light tunnel is fun to drive through I just didn't understand the connection. I did, I will admit, see Santa and his reindeer in the air. &amp;nbsp;That was pretty cool but I only saw it as we were driving away and I happened to look back. &amp;nbsp; Maybe next year you can put Santa in a more visible spot and have more decor that actually reminds you of Christmas and not leaves you questioning? &amp;nbsp;Dinosaurs and Christmas??? .... there is just no connection. Just a thought! &amp;nbsp; Anyway, that was the end of the excitement that night. &lt;br /&gt;Sunday was our real anniversary. &amp;nbsp;We just spent the day hanging out. &amp;nbsp;We made roast dinner and ate with tons of candles around. It was awesome. &amp;nbsp;We aren't a "romantic" couple so a normal candle light dinner would have been a little strange but to have a ton of candles just made it fun... &amp;nbsp;My in laws gave me the idea when we ate Christmas Eve dinner last year with all the candles, very fun!! &amp;nbsp;Anyway, we watched Scrooge while we waited for dinner to be ready, played dice which I lost 3 out of the 4 times we played and then later that night we watched How the Grinch stole Christmas. &amp;nbsp;The whole purpose of telling you that was because later that night we were going to drive down to Salt Lake Temple to see the lights. Those were the original plans. SLC Temple was where we got married and we went last year so we figured it would be fun to go again... BUT the fog foiled our plans and we couldn't go. &amp;nbsp;So &amp;nbsp;for the second day in a row we had to quickly come up with something else to do... sadly a movie was our only option. &amp;nbsp;However, we made the best of it and I will say we did a good job of making it better than last year's anniversary so all was not lost. &amp;nbsp;We were able to just talk with each other and come up with some fun traditions we are going to start as a little family and I'm very excited. &amp;nbsp;Even if Chad and I are the only members of the Chad and Margie Quilter Family we have a very exciting future of memories in store and I CAN'T WAIT!! &lt;br /&gt;Now quickly I'm going to be sappy! &amp;nbsp;I love my husband with all my heart, I can't say it enough. I AM the luckiest girl in the world. &amp;nbsp;Not a day goes by that I'm not grateful I have found him! &amp;nbsp;Sometimes I think it's a dream and that sooner or later I will wake up... but I do wake up and when I do the dream is better in real life and continues to get better! &amp;nbsp;I know I know, sappy! &amp;nbsp;However, it's all true. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, that's all...&lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary to the best Husband in the World. &amp;nbsp;I look forward to forever with you and all our exciting memories. &amp;nbsp;We are so the coolest couple ever!&lt;br /&gt;OH here is ONE picture for your enjoyment.... the Dinosaur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RAAAAARRRRRR!!&amp;nbsp; Merry Christmas, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TQAIRShLMvI/AAAAAAAAB7s/04nOwG8zUt0/s1600/layton+dino.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TQAIRShLMvI/AAAAAAAAB7s/04nOwG8zUt0/s320/layton+dino.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-5323983899580912517?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/5323983899580912517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=5323983899580912517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/5323983899580912517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/5323983899580912517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2010/12/anniversary-2.html' title='Anniversary # 2'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TQAIRShLMvI/AAAAAAAAB7s/04nOwG8zUt0/s72-c/layton+dino.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-983442690963540294</id><published>2010-11-29T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T11:41:44.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Could it really be 24 months already?</title><content type='html'>Chad and I have been through a lot together these last few years we've been together and I'm extremely blessed and even more grateful! &amp;nbsp; 24 months (on Sunday), really?? &amp;nbsp;WOW! I can't believe it. &amp;nbsp;It seems like yesterday we got married. &amp;nbsp;It's been an experience, the best experience!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chad,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you making me the happiest girl in the world. &amp;nbsp;Thank you for all you do for our family. &amp;nbsp;Thank you for always being so kind. &amp;nbsp;Thank you for your generosity. &amp;nbsp;Thank you for all the fun memories! &amp;nbsp;Thank you for accepting me for who I am, good and bad. &amp;nbsp;You're truly and amazing man! &amp;nbsp;Thank you for loving my family and for allowing me to be part of yours. &amp;nbsp;Thank you for doing the dishes, for that I am more grateful than you will ever ever know. &amp;nbsp;Thank you for supporting me in my craft ideas and thank you for helping me with them, you're the man! &amp;nbsp;Thank you for picking me up when I fall and being my strength when I needed you most. &amp;nbsp;Thank you for getting the snow off my car, I would have been so late if you didn't. :) &amp;nbsp;Thank you for going to all he movies I've asked you to go to with me and thank you for saying you enjoyed them, even though I'm pretty sure you didn't. &amp;nbsp;Thank you for making me laugh, I love to laugh with you or even at you hahaha jk! Thank you for making me smile because I love smiling, smilings my favorite! &amp;nbsp;Thank you for just being the best! Thanks for playing in the snow with me, making the best snowman in the world, making snow angels and having a snow ball fight... oh wait, that didn't happen... &amp;nbsp;but it will now that I said it, right? Life is so good, thanks for being goofy with me and just having fun! Thank you for letting me be your wife and thank you for the BEST 24 months of my life!! Now ... on to forever! Chest BUMP! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxoxo&lt;br /&gt;Love your wife,&lt;br /&gt;Margie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TPPytuP2bMI/AAAAAAAAB7k/PL1eRfw60g4/s1600/P1010703.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TPPytuP2bMI/AAAAAAAAB7k/PL1eRfw60g4/s320/P1010703.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TPPy1c4tXAI/AAAAAAAAB7o/jRhVfsc0VEc/s1600/ringmarried.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TPPy1c4tXAI/AAAAAAAAB7o/jRhVfsc0VEc/s320/ringmarried.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-983442690963540294?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/983442690963540294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=983442690963540294' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/983442690963540294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/983442690963540294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2010/11/could-it-really-be-24-months-already.html' title='Could it really be 24 months already?'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TPPytuP2bMI/AAAAAAAAB7k/PL1eRfw60g4/s72-c/P1010703.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-1716262293890712288</id><published>2010-11-15T16:39:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T18:55:20.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15 months and hopefully we're done counting??? Cross your fingers!</title><content type='html'>15 months ago Chad and I decided it was time to start our family... and 15 months later we are still trying. (Sorry to everyone we mislead and said we weren't trying, we really wanted to surprise everyone) As I get ready to press “post” on this blog entry I hesitate. Despite popular belief, I do not like to be center of attention. I love to interact with people. I love to make friends, but I do NOT like to be center of attention! BUT with this post I fear the attention that could potentially be mine for a long time. HOWEVER, I’ve had this desire to reach out to others who might be going through the same things as my husband and I. Although something inside me tells me to push "post" my whole body is telling me not to! So I have to say this… This blog is not intended to put me in any light. I don’t want people to feel sorry for me. I am no different than millions of other people who have to go through this situation and a lot better off than many who’ve had to endure a lot worse than I will, hopefully, ever have to endure. As you read this extremely long post please know that I only want others out there to know that there IS hope no matter the trial!! &lt;br /&gt;Sept 2009 was ''supposed'' to be the month that changed my life forever and it did; just not the way I expected or even hoped. Our story is simple however our emotions are not. It's hard to explain them especially when they are constantly changing from one month, day or even minute to the next. Today I feel amazing but I still have a void in my heart that I constantly feel and that won't go away. In retrospect, the trial of infertility isn't the fact that one can not get pregnant; oddly if that was all we had to deal with it would be considerably easier. However, and unfortunately, it is not! My difficulties have come from having to learn to deal with all the other emotions that come along with it and anyone knows that emotions are tricky things. For instance, when you see others with children (3 in a shopping cart and one still in the oven) it’s hard not to be discouraged thinking 'how come they can have 4 and I can't even have 1!' It's hard not to feel a little sad while wishing so much for one of your own. Sometimes I wonder, do those people know how blessed they are? It's hard watching our parents with their grandchildren. Not because you don't just LOVE how they much they LOVE their grandkids but because it's hard not to ache, hoping and praying that someday the child in their arms will be yours. It's hard finding a way to constantly be strong especially when yet another friend for family member has a baby and then announces they are pregnant with their second all in the time you've been trying to have one! Not easy and NO FUN! It's hard to find a way to be extremely happy for them. It's not their fault you can't get pregnant but the emotions of jealousy seem to engulf you. (Well, me.) Its hard finding a way to be grateful for all the advice, from all who "know" how to get pregnant, just because they read a book or article or because they had a baby or two. Sometimes there is nothing anyone can say, no amazing advice they can give, no new aged techniques that will change the fact that you can't get pregnant. The true test comes in smiling at those people and being grateful that they care enough to give you advice, no matter how hard it may be to listen! Yes, the reason for all these emotions is because I haven't been able to have a child of my own. But like I said, for me at least, the struggle of these last 15 months has been so much more than just not being able to have a baby!&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I ever truly understood what it took to have a baby and now that I have had to learn I am truly amazed and grateful that my Heavenly Father loves so much that he would be willing to bless many with families. Ok, now that I've said all that...&lt;br /&gt;Our story is NOT sad (Well, it's been very sad for me at times *smile*) I recognize how incredibly blessed I am and even though this trial has been the hardest I have ever had to face, I am grateful for it. I've learned so much! Like I said, we started trying to have a family 15 months ago. I've watched children be born and then watched them have their first birthday... and then I've had to find out my friends were pregnant with their second child. HARD! Each month that passed and I wasn't pregnant it seemed to get harder and harder. Mind you, I'm 30 years old. I KNOW that's not old in the grand scheme of things but I have been very worried about it. Unlike most 20 year olds, in Utah, who start having their families early I do not have that luxury of time to wait and wait and wait. Anyway, this played a HUGE roll in my worries. What if I couldn’t ever have a child? I have dreaded hearing the awesome news of someone else getting pregnant and that isn't fair to those people! It IS exciting news and I am always happy for them but only after I cry a bit. Silly I know! AHH I hate those feelings!! Anyway, it seems that I've cried a little harder with every month that passes when the same “NO” answer comes. Each month seems to be a little more painful. I suppose it’s all in my head really! Every one kept telling me to be patient, it will happen soon.... well, soon still hasn't happened yet *smile* At times I have felt so alone! Yes I have my husband and YES he has been the greatest blessing for me. NO, he hasn't been perfect and YES I've had to put him in his place (one time though so it hardly counts). I guess I should retract the 'No he hasn't been perfect' comment because he has come as close to perfection, in this situation, as one could. He has been so patient with me and my emotional roller coasters! He is an all-star, my all-star! I truly married a saint and I'm thankful every day. But, it's hard not to feel alone sometimes no matter who is on your side! Well, Chad and I wanted to surprise every one with the news of our pregnancy but the opportunity to surprise wasn't coming. I began to feel weaker and weaker and decided that we needed the extra blessings of family. However, Chad still wanted to surprise his family so as per my husband's request nothing was said to his family. (I'm sorry *smile*) I hoped and prayed that his desire to keep it a secret from his family would mean that we would get pregnant soon but with each month that passed it became harder and harder to keep quiet. The months would come and go and sometimes I just wanted to break down and cry. In fact, I almost did several times. I'm glad now that I was able to be strong, my poor mother in law wouldn’t have known what hit her if I wasn’t. hahaha It seems I would always find out someone I knew was pregnant "and it was an accident" that they got pregnant right when I found out I wasn't. Talk about pouring salt on a fresh wound. haha. Finally, one month, it seemed for a moment my luck was changing. I took a test, as I have done several times in the past, but it didn't say yes right away so I tossed the test. I knew it would say no anyway! Later on I took another one; same thing happened so I tossed it. Then one morning I took the test and went to lie down for a minute, after realizing that I had fallen back asleep I popped up and went to look at the test, SURE that it would say no again! But it said, "YES"!!! AHHHH I was so excited SO excited in fact that I went through my garbage (sick, I KNOW!) and looked for the other pregnancy tests and guess what?!?! They ALL had 2 very obvious lines!! I thought man if I would have just waited I would have known 3 days ago that I was pregnant. But it was truly a blessing that I didn't wait to see a yes on those tests because several hours after the positive test my “No for sure” answer came. It was a very sad day for me. I cried a lot!! A LOT A LOT and I was devastated. I called my sister and asked her what to do. Because it was the weekend (go figure) I couldn't do anything. Doctor's offices we closed. Plus there wasn't anything a doctor could do anyway so I just had to wait it out. Then Monday came and I went to the Doctor. To make matters worse I took a blood test and the Dr said I was never pregnant. So, emotionally I was a wreck thinking I've waited this long only to have a miscarriage and then I added embarrassment on top of that, not a good combo. Looking back I have no clue why I was embarrassed. It wasn't my fault the test gave me a false positive but go figure that happens to me! HAHA, silly me! Time pasts but nothing got easier. Another several months came and went and still no pregnancy. I felt more devastated and could feel myself getting depressed. I wondered why my body wasn't working the way it was supposed to. At this point I've only talked to a couple people who only had to wait 6 months to get pregnant so I didn't feel any hope! SAD SAD SAD, that's all I ever felt! After all I've had to learn, I've come to the opinion that if you are timing sex right it should NOT take more than 5 or 6 months to get pregnant.... IF you are timing it right. (Timing is probably the reason it does take so long, I believe at least.) If you've been trying for 5 months and know you're timing it right and still aren't pregnant go get your husband checked!! It's the cheapest test you can do and an easy process, especially if the test can be done in the comfort of your own home! It can tell you a lot and in some cases ease so much stress. OK so I kind of got off track. &lt;br /&gt;I was devastated, depressed, and even a little mad!! I thought for sure we were doing everything we needed to be doing right but still nothing was working. I just couldn't understand. As time went on I truly thought God didn't want me to have a baby, that he though I wouldn't be a good mom so He wasn't going to let me have one. I thought he was mad at me for something and that I wasn't a good enough person. I was starting to push away from my husband and I felt a huge whole in my heart and it was creating a huge gap between the two of us. Why?? Cause I was CRAZY!! That's my only explanation *smile* I don't want anyone to feel sorry for us or our situation. This is our trial and we will get through it! So many people have it much worse than Chad and I and I'm extremely grateful and recognize my many many blessings! I've learned the greatest lesson that has changed my perspective and I'm extremely grateful for my Heavenly Father. I know He loves me and I know He is proud of me. AND I know that He is proud of Chad and my relationship and I know that He thinks I'd be a great mother and THAT is the greatest feeling. Honestly, I could go on and on about this. It's a hard subject and new emotions you never knew you had seem to pop up out of nowhere so I will get to the point of all this....&lt;br /&gt;Infertility is NO!!! FUN!!! It's been 15 months and I don't know how much longer it will take or if it will ever happen for us in this life. We have gone through all the tests and all the Dr. appointments. We know why it's been hard for us to get pregnant. Yes, there is a reason! So see? Stress wouldn't have changed the situation, I still wouldn't have gotten pregnant AND if you think you can go through something like this and not get stressed I dare you to try it, it's near impossible! No, the tests are not fun. Anyone who says they are easy is S. I. L. L. Y!!! Even if the tests don't hurt it's still emotionally hard! The dye test - STILL can't remember the name or its abbreviation and I've been told 3 million times- HURTS!!! But only for about 5 minutes and then the pressure is gone. Once the whole test was over I felt cramps and a little sick. It wasn't comfortable and I don't want to have to do it again BUT it wasn't the worst thing to have to go through. For now we can't get pregnant on our own but there is hope! We were told that for us to get pregnant we needed to have an IUI (intro uterine insemination – which means artificial insemination). We have so far done one round of that and unfortunately our first try at it was not successful. We have 5 more tries before we have to look into other options. We hope that the IUI is all we need. We do understand that, on average, it takes several times for it to work but that doesn’t take away from the disappointment. However, I’m trying to be brave and put on a smile. I’ve tried to be strong but some days are just hard. Sunday was a HARD day for me. I’m sure I didn’t fool anyone and believe me I TRIED!! Even though this process has been the hardest trial of my life I am grateful for it. This is what I wish for everyone who has to suffer with the pain of this situation: That you NEVER forget to pray (no matter what your beliefs are) and ask for help - you might be surprised at the results! I might not have been blessed with a baby (yet) but I have been blessed in so many other ways and I’m grateful for my trials! OOH that’s hard to say, but I do mean it! Keep your ears and heart open to God’s guidance, which is the KEY to receiving His divine help! Trusting in God is the only way to get through this and not become bitter! Because, believe me, it’s easy to become bitter if you accept those feelings! It wasn't until I learned to keep my ears and heart open to His will that my situation started to better and things started to fall into place. Let me explain quickly. It wasn't that my situation got better, it was that my perspective changed and every day since I wake up with the same peace and feeling that God DOES love me and He IS watching over me and I don't ever want to lose that feeling because it's been BLISS!! I feel His love and His peace running through me and I am so happy! I don’t want to confuse you, sometimes I am sad. I cry a lot but I can still feel that comforting peace knowing that we can get through this. It's a very different feeling from the ones I had a month or so ago for sure! When I thought I couldn't do it anymore these new feelings of comfort have engulfed me and I'm positive that if I have to wait longer that I have the strength to do so. I hope and pray I don't have to *smile* but if I do, I know I can! Infertility, although painful, is not the end of the world. Find a way to be happy and you will be! Don't let your marriage fall apart because of it. I, although would never want to lose my husband, was finding it easier to push away from him. It was easier to be upset with him and blame him for things that he or I couldn't control. Sound familiar? How silly of me!!! (I am skipping over a lot of information that might be what ties this whole story together but something’s have to remain private... even if it is on a blog that very few people read and most likely will still be kept private anyway- PHEW!!)&lt;br /&gt;I have&amp;nbsp;realized and it took me 15 very LONG months that even though infertility is hard, heartbreaking and torturous at times, if it is my only trial than I am a lucky and blessed girl! I have a home, food and clothing! I have family and friends who support me and love me through all my trials and can even manage to smile and joke with me through it. What a blessing!! Most of all I have the greatest best friend in the whole world who I am lucky enough to call my husband. For a while I was closing myself off to him and when I did that everything I was "going through" magnified in difficulty. I forgot that my husband is my best friend and that I could rely on him! I don't know how to express the feelings of this situation very well. All I know is that far too many people let their relationship with their spouse become damaged because of infertility. I started to let it hurt mine too, until I realized what I was doing. Don't let it hurt your marriage, let it make you stronger! Then if you can't ever have a baby at least you'll STILL have your best friend! I love Chad more than anything in this world! I would rather have him and no baby than a baby and no him. I've want a family with him so badly because of how in love with him I am! Why would I not want to protect that relationship with everything that I have? How silly I've been!! I forever want to wake up smiling because I have him by my side and I forever will! I am so blessed to have that kind of love and relationship with him. I will never again forget how blessed I am to have him! So, through all of this, I've learned and realized that I can conquer the heartache of infertility with my husband and my Heavenly Father by my side but alone I am a slave to my own emotions. NO FUN! I cannot say that I have mastered the feelings of this situation! I still have good days and bad. I still have waiting time (I hope not a lot) to look forward to. I'm sure I will continue to go through good days and bad but remember that void I said I always feel? I've definitely realized how to work on filling it so it doesn’t have to hurt so much... Love my husband, laugh with him, and be grateful I have him by my side! Make tons of memories together! And I won’t forget about our nieces and nephews that we are so lucky to have in our lives they really do help to fill that void, even if it is just a little bit AND just be happy! See?? My story isn't sad. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, right now we are considered infertile but tomorrow is new day and I am STILL a HAPPY GIRL!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-1716262293890712288?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/1716262293890712288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=1716262293890712288' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/1716262293890712288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/1716262293890712288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2010/11/15-months-and-counting.html' title='15 months and hopefully we&apos;re done counting??? Cross your fingers!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-5953527640070643348</id><published>2010-11-10T08:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T08:58:38.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Stuff!!</title><content type='html'>I don't know how many people actually read this blog but JUST IN CASE I will tell you all about this....&lt;br /&gt;My Style Boutique is having a drawing!&amp;nbsp; You can win a project from us!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;IF you like something and want a chance to win, go enter!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TNrAusTJ5gI/AAAAAAAAB7A/bm7XjE8QwYo/s1600/msb+button+logo.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TNrAusTJ5gI/AAAAAAAAB7A/bm7XjE8QwYo/s320/msb+button+logo.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here are the requirements:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Become a fan&lt;/strong&gt; of&amp;nbsp;MSB on Facebook (or a member)&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Become our fan on our blog&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.mystyleboutique-msb.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.mystyleboutique-msb.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Grab our button&lt;/strong&gt; and put it on your blog (you have to put it in a place where people can see it)&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Leave a comment&lt;/strong&gt; letting us know you did all those things and tell us which is your FAVORITE project&lt;br /&gt;If you want to enter you have to do those things in order to qualify.... if for some reason you can't do all those things let us know and&amp;nbsp;I'm sure we can be nice :)&lt;br /&gt;(This drawing is only good in the USA, sorry)&lt;br /&gt;It's EASY!! We will randomly draw one name on Monday, November 22nd so please submit your entries by Nov. 21st&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see your entry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-5953527640070643348?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/5953527640070643348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=5953527640070643348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/5953527640070643348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/5953527640070643348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2010/11/free-stuff.html' title='Free Stuff!!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TNrAusTJ5gI/AAAAAAAAB7A/bm7XjE8QwYo/s72-c/msb+button+logo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-8512529664686319559</id><published>2010-11-01T22:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T22:48:30.141-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Project...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OK, I'm pretty excited about this one...&amp;nbsp;It was very simple,&amp;nbsp;YES but I love it anyway!&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I've showed ones that I have made in the past&amp;nbsp;but I keep getting better and better at making them (In my humble opinion *smile*).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a Family Home Evening board for my brother Scott and sister in law Monica.&amp;nbsp; It was so weird to title them on the squares as "Mom" and "Dad" but I'm excited for their growing little family.&amp;nbsp; I would post a picture of the&amp;nbsp;latest and greatest and&amp;nbsp;cutest edition to the Mathusek family but as per my brother's request I won't.&amp;nbsp; I will tell you however, that Derek has&amp;nbsp;got to be the CUTEST little guy in the WORLD!&amp;nbsp; I miss him (he lives in Illinois now) and wish SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO much that he lived here so I could give him hugs and kisses and spoil him rotten.&amp;nbsp; Hey, what are Aunts for if they can't spoil their siblings children, right? That's ok, I'll just try from far away!&amp;nbsp; I can't WAIT to see them again!!!&amp;nbsp; ANYWAY, back to the FHE board! I may be bias but isn't it awesome?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TM-WB_Lv_wI/AAAAAAAAB68/S9XWJ2K-Xc0/s1600/1101102223.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TM-WB_Lv_wI/AAAAAAAAB68/S9XWJ2K-Xc0/s320/1101102223.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am changing the button cause&amp;nbsp;I don't like it, but it was all I had at the moment... other than that?? PERFECT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am selling these too (just in case someone is interested)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-8512529664686319559?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/8512529664686319559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=8512529664686319559' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/8512529664686319559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/8512529664686319559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2010/11/another-project.html' title='Another Project...'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TM-WB_Lv_wI/AAAAAAAAB68/S9XWJ2K-Xc0/s72-c/1101102223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-6288212238015880047</id><published>2010-10-06T00:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:30:36.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MY NEW COMPANY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mother, sister and I started a new company called My Style Boutique or MSB (stands for Margie Sandra Bonnie. Clever, huh?!?!?!)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm so excited about it I can't even tell you!!!!&amp;nbsp; I would post pictures on this&amp;nbsp;blog BUT I'm so tired right now I can't post anymore!!! I have TONS more projects to post&amp;nbsp;also but was only able to get to the Halloween ones.&amp;nbsp; I guess that is smart for now, huh?? Please&amp;nbsp;keep checking back to see all the awesome things we are&amp;nbsp;doing!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'm SO excited, did I tell you that?&amp;nbsp; WORK WORK WORK but I'm enjoying it! Now go take a look , follow us and tell us what you think!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mystyleboutique-msb.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.mystyleboutique-msb.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OOOOH and become a fan of us on facebook! I promise you won't be disappointed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh fine!&amp;nbsp; here is ONE picture:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKwXgoKhYVI/AAAAAAAAB6k/_5vITkgc5D4/s1600/blog+logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKwXgoKhYVI/AAAAAAAAB6k/_5vITkgc5D4/s320/blog+logo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-6288212238015880047?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/6288212238015880047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=6288212238015880047' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/6288212238015880047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/6288212238015880047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-new-company.html' title='MY NEW COMPANY!!!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKwXgoKhYVI/AAAAAAAAB6k/_5vITkgc5D4/s72-c/blog+logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-1458044939405454372</id><published>2010-10-02T13:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T13:50:44.495-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MICW--- Missing in Cyber world!</title><content type='html'>Dear Cyber world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I've forgotten about you and haven't missed you very much. It's the truth and I'm sorry to be so harsh. However, I made a goal to keep a journal and I'm determined to keep that goal. Yes, my journal is online and yes anyone who randomly finds it can read it but, let's be honest, privacy is so over rated, right?!?!?! Umm, rrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Well let's start with June. I came back from NJ in June and went to snowbird with the Quilter family. The entire family was there so it was fun... then on the weekend all of the Quilters left and were gracious enough to let my sister and her family come up to spend the rest of the weekend. It was great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Chad and Addy @ snowbird﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKd5RXKRYhI/AAAAAAAAB5w/vz95hQj47lo/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKd5RXKRYhI/AAAAAAAAB5w/vz95hQj47lo/s320/untitled.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Claire loved the pool! (@snowbird)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKd5J0NK6qI/AAAAAAAAB5o/nKC--phXATI/s1600/11.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKd5J0NK6qI/AAAAAAAAB5o/nKC--phXATI/s320/11.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bonnie and Jeff's kids. (@ snowbird)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKd5NaKu2jI/AAAAAAAAB5s/Ug8cL6Glhl4/s1600/snow.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKd5NaKu2jI/AAAAAAAAB5s/Ug8cL6Glhl4/s320/snow.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then my mother came home from her mission! - And I can't find pictures of it.&amp;nbsp; Sorry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then it was the fourth of July&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKd3UJj1J_I/AAAAAAAAB5k/mDDJBGaTEv4/s1600/4th+of+july+fireworks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKd3UJj1J_I/AAAAAAAAB5k/mDDJBGaTEv4/s320/4th+of+july+fireworks.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then Timmy got married, I can't believe my little brother is married! He is still so little to me :) But they are happy and it's fun to have Amy in our family! She fits perfectly... she's just as crazy as the rest of us... you're welcome Amy :) My dad stayed in Utah for about 2 weeks so those two weeks were busy busy. (I will post a picture when I have one)&lt;br /&gt;Then... ummmm that's when life really got nutty. I can't remember anything that happened. I guess I've been sniffing way too much paint. OH So now I remember what's been going on! I put together a baby shower for my sister in law Monica, who is in labor as I type and by afternoons end I will be a new aunt again! I'm so excited to see this little guy!!! I won't forget to post pictures of him because I'm positive he will be so CUTE! Let's see... then my brother, Scott, took a job offer in Illinois so I got to drive to Illinois with him to help him move. I was gone for a half a week. I helped move boxes as much as I could and cleaned up his kitchen. I tried... I'm a little crazy so I tried to clean EVERYTHING perfectly. I would clean the air if I could. I also went to Oak City to sell some crafts. I did get some orders for my birthday boards so it was somewhat successful in my opinion. During all this I was still working doing hair and making crafts. My mother, sister and I started a new craft company called... My Style Boutique... MSB. I came up with the name. MSB stands for Margie (My name) Sandra (my mother's name) Bonnie (my sister's name). Clever, I know! I am currently working on a website for it and hope to have it up by the middle of the week. I don't know how to link another website to mine so I will show everyone when it's up. I hope people will look at it :) WINK WINK! OK...In September, Chad and I also went back to NJ. I was in a wedding for my friend so we took about a week to go out there. It was a very quick trip (not vacation) because we didn't really have the time to relax. It felt like we were constantly on the go. We drove around NYC to show Chad everything and I forgot how BUSY BUSY life is in the east. WOW! I just wanted to say CALM down people! Anyway, it was nice to finally be able to show Chad my stomping grounds. I miss NJ so much! I would move back in a heartbeat if it weren't for the fact that most of my family is in Utah now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are some things we did in NJ.&amp;nbsp; Really I can have a whole post about NJ but for now this is all.&amp;nbsp; We did TONS of things but there is just no time to post about everything!&lt;br /&gt;Even the Statue of Liberty is a Yankee fan!&amp;nbsp; Who would have thought. (Mickey Mouse is too, we even got a picture.&amp;nbsp; I knew I loved Disney)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKNsHT72nYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/jpZAgul5Loc/s1600/DSCF1038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKNsHT72nYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/jpZAgul5Loc/s320/DSCF1038.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chad's first real Italian Ice... this was a happy day for me :)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKNrKdW0-jI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/Sdm0rPX6T6w/s1600/DSCF0667.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKNrKdW0-jI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/Sdm0rPX6T6w/s320/DSCF0667.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Beth and Mike's wedding - The main reason for the visit in September&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKNrbJa5wOI/AAAAAAAAB5c/CwBsyrbUAmo/s1600/DSCF0851.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKNrbJa5wOI/AAAAAAAAB5c/CwBsyrbUAmo/s320/DSCF0851.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yankee Game (on Right Andy (my cousin), dad, me, Chad)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKNp3tAZ0kI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/dPRfiuQbNQo/s1600/DSCF1031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKNp3tAZ0kI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/dPRfiuQbNQo/s320/DSCF1031.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We got to spend a lot of time with my dad which was most important to me.&amp;nbsp; Everything worked out so that we were able to do as much as possible with him.&amp;nbsp; Considering how his health has been the last while I was grateful that&amp;nbsp;he was&amp;nbsp;able to do so much with us!&amp;nbsp; It was fun and I can't wait to go back but next time we will have a little more time to just hang out, instead of do a million things!&lt;/div&gt;This summer really has been go go go. I'm tired :) I'm not ready for the cold to come. I love love love the summer/warm weather! I miss it too much when it's gone; BUT with the cold also comes the slowing down of life.&amp;nbsp; I will be grateful when life slows down a little bit. (maybe it never will?!?!?!?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are&amp;nbsp;a couple of the&amp;nbsp;projects that have been keeping me busy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had this desk when I was little.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKNnwH0shSI/AAAAAAAAB5I/JjNqPnKRu9c/s1600/0708101240.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKNnwH0shSI/AAAAAAAAB5I/JjNqPnKRu9c/s320/0708101240.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and refinished it to look a little newer.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKNmBVbiC9I/AAAAAAAAB4w/s5UwH1CeZm8/s1600/0715101635.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKNmBVbiC9I/AAAAAAAAB4w/s5UwH1CeZm8/s320/0715101635.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKNmEPsq-LI/AAAAAAAAB40/je_WxP-AohY/s1600/0715101635a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKNmEPsq-LI/AAAAAAAAB40/je_WxP-AohY/s320/0715101635a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I bought this at DI for $10. A perfect side table if I do say so myself, and I do.&amp;nbsp; Sorry I forgot to take real befores, but this is after I primed it.&amp;nbsp; It was a pretty old looking side table.&amp;nbsp; UGLY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kinda before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKNmHKkjH4I/AAAAAAAAB44/_MFoz1ZXcMo/s1600/0713102337.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKNmHKkjH4I/AAAAAAAAB44/_MFoz1ZXcMo/s320/0713102337.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You can see a little of the old color under all that primer.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKNmKqI_FII/AAAAAAAAB48/p0gv8o8SLCE/s1600/0713102337a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKNmKqI_FII/AAAAAAAAB48/p0gv8o8SLCE/s320/0713102337a.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I wasn't in love with the color I&amp;nbsp;picked out&amp;nbsp;at first but have since&amp;nbsp;changed my mind and really DO like it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKNmOG7VxoI/AAAAAAAAB5A/7oHBC8QRqgU/s1600/0715101355.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKNmOG7VxoI/AAAAAAAAB5A/7oHBC8QRqgU/s320/0715101355.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKNmRMix6yI/AAAAAAAAB5E/pHo6u5YQrI4/s1600/0715101355b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKNmRMix6yI/AAAAAAAAB5E/pHo6u5YQrI4/s320/0715101355b.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The story of this dresser... Chad and I had on but we were borrowing it from my brother Scott.&amp;nbsp; When he moved to Illinois he needed it back so we were without one for a couple weeks.&amp;nbsp; Our floor became our dresser, no fun! Anyway, I'm so grateful he let us use it but I'm grateful he&amp;nbsp;needed it back&amp;nbsp;too because I LOVE LOVE LOVE our new one so much more (sorry Scott, thanks for letting us use yours but thanks for taking it too)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Here is the before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKd8LRw7GjI/AAAAAAAAB54/B8j6Ko6KHiQ/s1600/IMG_20100911_172953.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKd8LRw7GjI/AAAAAAAAB54/B8j6Ko6KHiQ/s320/IMG_20100911_172953.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKd8PThdJ9I/AAAAAAAAB58/XZnecDiewrE/s1600/IMG_20100911_173024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKd8PThdJ9I/AAAAAAAAB58/XZnecDiewrE/s320/IMG_20100911_173024.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After we primed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKd8n1MSOcI/AAAAAAAAB6E/G20e0qkvRTE/s1600/IMG_20100911_182142.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKd8n1MSOcI/AAAAAAAAB6E/G20e0qkvRTE/s320/IMG_20100911_182142.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKd8rkKjBoI/AAAAAAAAB6I/2wBaDeUnNeE/s1600/IMG_20100911_182101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKd8rkKjBoI/AAAAAAAAB6I/2wBaDeUnNeE/s320/IMG_20100911_182101.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;and the after (without all&amp;nbsp;the hardware - we started to spray paint them but Idon't like them so we are currently looking for new ones(well not for the top drawer, I got those at home depot))&amp;nbsp; Thank you Gayla for finding it!&amp;nbsp; It's the best find and I&amp;nbsp;love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love&amp;nbsp;love love love love love&amp;nbsp;L.O.V.E LOVE it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;(I will show it again after we have the hardware)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;AFTER:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKeG46mIrtI/AAAAAAAAB6M/4ZPFoMZvxwg/s1600/dresser+after.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKeG46mIrtI/AAAAAAAAB6M/4ZPFoMZvxwg/s320/dresser+after.JPG" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Here is a FHE board I haven't finished yet but love...and am making to sell :) sorry the picture is dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKeKEnXpqqI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/zGxCjRmgaEQ/s1600/IMG_20101002_132317.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKeKEnXpqqI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/zGxCjRmgaEQ/s320/IMG_20101002_132317.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;and a Quilter home board I like... again sorry for the darkness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKeKPHi2wpI/AAAAAAAAB6U/EaAutVAq6fs/s1600/IMG_20101002_132404.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKeKPHi2wpI/AAAAAAAAB6U/EaAutVAq6fs/s320/IMG_20101002_132404.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I HAVE SO MANY MORE PROJECTS TOO!&amp;nbsp; AND as you can tell I have a theme going on; which is that&amp;nbsp;most of my projects aren't completly finished...OIG!!!&amp;nbsp; Other projects have gotten in the way of finishing&amp;nbsp;them but I will post again when I am finished with them. I'm so excited to do projects... it's so much fun... and I love to sell them too!!!&amp;nbsp; Sorry for any errors, I don't want to read through and fix them :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, that's the catch up for now. Later!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-1458044939405454372?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/1458044939405454372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=1458044939405454372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/1458044939405454372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/1458044939405454372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2010/10/micw-missing-in-cyber-world.html' title='MICW--- Missing in Cyber world!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TKd5RXKRYhI/AAAAAAAAB5w/vz95hQj47lo/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-6781943215635537451</id><published>2010-07-20T14:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T14:33:38.784-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Been out...</title><content type='html'>I have no pictures yet to show for how busy I've been... So I will just say stay tuned, if you want to see them.... &lt;br /&gt;However, here's what has made me neglect my poor boring blog.&lt;br /&gt;I went to NJ, came home and went to snowbird for a week with the Quilters(always look forward to that), my mother came home from her mission (it's been so great to have her home, to be able to call her and not email and hope she answers back in a week’s time), then the 4th of July which my mother came and hung out with me for. LOVED THAT!! Chad and I didn't have to pick whose family we were going to spend it with; my mom just came with me.&amp;nbsp; That was perfect because Sarah and&amp;nbsp;the kids were in town so we got to spend the 4th with them also. &amp;nbsp;I had a good time. My brother, Scott,&amp;nbsp;and his wife, Monica,&amp;nbsp;came home from NJ, yes I missed them!! I like having them around. They brought my dad because my LITTLE brother, Timothy, &amp;nbsp;got married and he wanted to be here for that. It was a great day!!! Strange that my baby brother is married, he's still little to me! We have great picture for that. THEN my mom came to spend time with me and was here for almost a week. I worked on some projects with her and we ran a bunch of errands to get her a little more back on her feet.&amp;nbsp;Chad and I&amp;nbsp;been running back and forth to see my dad before he leaves. He is leaving today :( I've really liked having him here. During all this my Sister-in-law, Sarah and her kids, were here and we got to spend time with them.&amp;nbsp; Went to bountiful to go swimming and hand BBQs, it was a great time!!! My brother's children are in Utah this summer too so it's been a pretty full house to say the least! I love having family around.&amp;nbsp; Family makes me happy!!!&amp;nbsp; Yesterday we had FHE with&amp;nbsp;my side of the&amp;nbsp;family, it was pretty fun.&amp;nbsp; We played night games and had cake and ice cream for my hubby's birthday that is tomorrow!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My poor husband, while I was cutting hair he had to frost his cake.&amp;nbsp; I'm terrible, sorry dear!&amp;nbsp; I love&amp;nbsp;you and have&amp;nbsp;some fun plans for wednesday (his real birthday)&amp;nbsp;This weekend is my mother's homecoming in Fillmore so we are going down there on Saturday to go to Delta Res. and then her homecoming on Sunday THEN we go to bear lake the next week... WOWOWOOWOWOW! BUSY! Love it though, I love being busy... especially when it's things I LOVE to do! Life is FUN! So sorry no pictures, I will update later???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-6781943215635537451?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/6781943215635537451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=6781943215635537451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/6781943215635537451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/6781943215635537451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2010/07/been-out.html' title='Been out...'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-7276581138182027269</id><published>2010-06-04T14:48:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T19:55:32.386-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in New Jersey again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;But only till the 21st.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It feels so&amp;nbsp;familiar and I&amp;nbsp;love it.&amp;nbsp; I didn't realize how much I&amp;nbsp;missed it.&amp;nbsp; I fear I will be annoying when I get back cause I won't be able to stop talking about how much I love it.&amp;nbsp;I came to NJ to help out my father. He has been in the hospital for almost 3 months and just got out the friday before Memorial Day.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't sure when he was going to&amp;nbsp;get out and when he did&amp;nbsp;I thought he was going to go to&amp;nbsp;a rehibilitation center for physical&amp;nbsp;therapy.&amp;nbsp; I didn't think I'd be&amp;nbsp;coming out here until July but&amp;nbsp;that wasn't the case. He hasn't done very well in the last several months. Anyway, my intentions in&amp;nbsp;coming out here were to help my dad.&amp;nbsp; I didn't&amp;nbsp;plan on doing much of anything else.&amp;nbsp; However, I did HOPE&amp;nbsp;to do some things I can't do in Utah&amp;nbsp;because I haven't been back home in NJ for about 3 years and I've missed it.&amp;nbsp; The monday after I got here was Memorial day.&amp;nbsp; I didn't think my dad would be able to get out of the house and do anything but we were able to go to the family&amp;nbsp;memorial day party that I used to go to when I was growing up.&amp;nbsp; It was a lot of fun, I had such a good time it&amp;nbsp;brought back a lot of memories.&amp;nbsp; The only thing that could have made it better would have been having my husband here with me, that would have been awesome!!!&amp;nbsp; Someday...&amp;nbsp; Anyway, here are a few pictures of memorial day... and other fun things I've done so far with my dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark on third base.&amp;nbsp; Usually he hit a homerun but this time he didn't and I, although on the opposite team, tried to assist him as a thrid base coach.&amp;nbsp; I think I did a great job :) hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlTVMfNg5I/AAAAAAAAB08/MGxYNf9wQ4s/s1600/dad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlTVMfNg5I/AAAAAAAAB08/MGxYNf9wQ4s/s320/dad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dad was able to sit on his walker and watch the game.&amp;nbsp; I'm glad that he was able to go. He has lost a lot of weight and looks very fragile but he did an awesome job!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlbj_VcVNI/AAAAAAAAB18/vKjQb3VHVpk/s1600/dad+memorial+day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlbj_VcVNI/AAAAAAAAB18/vKjQb3VHVpk/s320/dad+memorial+day.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me at bat... Joseph and Andy behind me.&amp;nbsp; No I didn't get&amp;nbsp;out this time thank you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlbkDFQ5TI/AAAAAAAAB2E/8zG1qCDT_cU/s1600/memorial+day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlbkDFQ5TI/AAAAAAAAB2E/8zG1qCDT_cU/s320/memorial+day.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After the game was a little water fight. It was fun.&amp;nbsp; I helped Chloe (my cousin's daughter, so my little cousin) throw a water balloon at her Uncle Jared (my cousin) and then he tossed a water bottle on me.&amp;nbsp; No it's not in this picture I'm just telling you what happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlTfpJ1EII/AAAAAAAAB1M/pGuLKXQVIqU/s1600/dad4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlTfpJ1EII/AAAAAAAAB1M/pGuLKXQVIqU/s320/dad4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dad saw a guitar on the ground and went a played with Joseph.&amp;nbsp; It only lasted a little bit but it fun to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlTmBK4QpI/AAAAAAAAB1U/DofeKVtOSew/s1600/dad5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlTmBK4QpI/AAAAAAAAB1U/DofeKVtOSew/s320/dad5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then Uncle Warren joined in.&amp;nbsp; He just sang a little bit.&amp;nbsp; Now you can see my dad's face looking... fragile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlgkuJ4faI/AAAAAAAAB3E/ERA86hUfCZg/s1600/dad7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlgkuJ4faI/AAAAAAAAB3E/ERA86hUfCZg/s320/dad7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dad was able to stay at Uncle Warren's house for awhile.&amp;nbsp; We sat down and played farkle for a bit but had to leave half way during it.&amp;nbsp; He did a really good job and for being out of the hospital for only a couple of days I thought he did a really well.&amp;nbsp; The next couple of days were low key.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But then on Wednesday I got to go over this...&amp;nbsp; The George Washington Bridge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlnw8ZHSZI/AAAAAAAAB3M/eqtKbobtexc/s1600/100_0888.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlnw8ZHSZI/AAAAAAAAB3M/eqtKbobtexc/s320/100_0888.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To get to this... YANKEE STADIUM!!! This was my first time at the New Yankee stadium and I was really excited. . . Like a kid on christmas eve!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlnzlLOk7I/AAAAAAAAB3U/VHrSCgQE_zM/s1600/100_0889.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlnzlLOk7I/AAAAAAAAB3U/VHrSCgQE_zM/s320/100_0889.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At the game my cousin Andy and I in our seats!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAln5iTeYHI/AAAAAAAAB3k/AVs9nJriigg/s1600/100_0897.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAln5iTeYHI/AAAAAAAAB3k/AVs9nJriigg/s320/100_0897.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite things about the new stadium is you could watch the game from anywhere in the stadium, that is&amp;nbsp;if you wanted to stand up the whole game.&amp;nbsp; Andy and I were pretty close for a little while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAln3dKeMxI/AAAAAAAAB3c/FIt634c71Lc/s1600/100_0892.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAln3dKeMxI/AAAAAAAAB3c/FIt634c71Lc/s320/100_0892.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Let's go Yankees! CH CH CHCHCH!! I need new yankee apparel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAln9aobjVI/AAAAAAAAB3s/M4cRGuTEa5o/s1600/100_0904.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAln9aobjVI/AAAAAAAAB3s/M4cRGuTEa5o/s320/100_0904.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Does anyone know what this is????&amp;nbsp; I'll give you one guess!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlqFHs57uI/AAAAAAAAB30/KAqwKhwJ7TI/s1600/100_0905.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlqFHs57uI/AAAAAAAAB30/KAqwKhwJ7TI/s320/100_0905.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That's right, it's an ITALIAN ICE!!!&amp;nbsp; The OH SO coveted ITALIAN ICE! I think that if I gain 5lbs while I'm out here cause I eat at least one italian ice each day then I'll be ok with that.&amp;nbsp; Since there aren't any in Utah I have to get my fill while I'm here.&amp;nbsp; My favorite is the Rainbow Italian Ice.&amp;nbsp; I remember when I was young I would ALWAYS get a Rainbow Italian Ice and still, I get Rainbow Italian ices!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlqI839qfI/AAAAAAAAB38/XtoYn3VYGgw/s1600/100_0906.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlqI839qfI/AAAAAAAAB38/XtoYn3VYGgw/s320/100_0906.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And my dad got a chocolate.&amp;nbsp; Honestly people, these things are amazing!! (Not to be compared with the ones in Layton, Utah... these are VERY different)&amp;nbsp; OH MAN I will miss them!!&amp;nbsp; Doesn't Dad look good??&amp;nbsp; If I didn't tell you you wouldn't know that he had been in the hospital for 3 months!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlqO1m0BDI/AAAAAAAAB4M/a913fpD-I0w/s1600/100_0907.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlqO1m0BDI/AAAAAAAAB4M/a913fpD-I0w/s320/100_0907.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a real sandwich... LOVE IT!&amp;nbsp; I've never been able to go anywhere and get a sandwich like this and&amp;nbsp;as good as these are!&amp;nbsp; Oh Subway, I'm sorry but compared you are nothing :) I LOVE THESE sandwiches so I had to take a pictures just to show my husband. :)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dad still looks really good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlqSrYA5JI/AAAAAAAAB4U/udGFk1ryPHU/s1600/100_0909.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlqSrYA5JI/AAAAAAAAB4U/udGFk1ryPHU/s320/100_0909.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I can't eat my hero without a pickle... so, here is my beautiful pickle...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlqUoQZqSI/AAAAAAAAB4c/ysCrKMS9Z6U/s1600/100_0910.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlqUoQZqSI/AAAAAAAAB4c/ysCrKMS9Z6U/s320/100_0910.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had to take a picture for you Chad....&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even though I came out to help my dad and haven't had a ton of time to do much I am very thankful to be here.&amp;nbsp; My dad is improving fast and I'm very thankful to be here to help.&amp;nbsp; I've learned a lot about serving and I'm grateful that I got to learn by serving my father.&amp;nbsp; I love my dad and am grateful that I have this time to spend with him and help him out... OOOOOOHHH here is a funny story real quick.&amp;nbsp; My dad has to get shots every morning and night, that's not the funny part.&amp;nbsp; I knew that I would have to give him his shot each morning because his wife would be at work and my father's hands are too shaky to do it himself.&amp;nbsp; I hate needles so I hated the idea of having to use one to do what I HATE but I had to do it.&amp;nbsp; I was taught how to give him the shot and when it was my turn to give the shot for real I sat there with the needle in my hand in position to stick my dad and I froze.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't do it.&amp;nbsp; I tried a couple time, gearing up!&amp;nbsp; BUT never did it.&amp;nbsp; Finally I said, "Can I close my eyes?"&amp;nbsp; HAHA&amp;nbsp; I had to laugh or I would cry!&amp;nbsp; My heart pounded for hours but I did it and have done it everyday since then.&amp;nbsp; I'm a pro now!!&amp;nbsp; Anyone need a shot?? JK I still don't like it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for all the typos!&amp;nbsp; I didn't want to reread my post because my computer was acting up and well... I'm lazy :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-7276581138182027269?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/7276581138182027269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=7276581138182027269' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/7276581138182027269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/7276581138182027269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2010/06/back-in-new-jersey-again.html' title='Back in New Jersey again...'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/TAlTVMfNg5I/AAAAAAAAB08/MGxYNf9wQ4s/s72-c/dad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-8308267330936163664</id><published>2010-03-31T13:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T14:25:53.859-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One big POST...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've done a lot of things to blog about this last little while, one being that I moved... and still haven't posted about it. BUT moving takes a lot out of you SOOOOO I have procrastinated blogging and nearly everything else. I haven't really finished decorating and all that stuff and I don't want to post before and after pictures until I'm done. It might not ever get done though... hmmm! Other things I haven't posted about are the million projects I've been started but not finished completely! They are all sitting somewhere in my home unfinished. Oh wait, I’ve finished ONE project… SILLY ME! Another thing: I got to hang out with my old Ricks college, yes I said Ricks cause that's what it was back then, and STILL haven't blogged about that! AND another thing: My cousins came into town and we all got together and I LOVED IT! I miss my cousins so much! It's always fun to get together with family, especially the ones you grew up so close to. I ALSO haven’t updated my workout blog, not that that is important but I’ve taken some serious strides since I started working out and I must say I’m pretty proud of myself!! AND THEN, I watched my sister's kids for the weekend (just this last weekend). While I really enjoyed it and honestly was sad to have to take them home, I AM STILL TIRED from it!! HOLY COW!?! I have a new found respect for my sister and any other women with children. It really does take a lot out of you and your personal time goes out the window for sure. Time flies and not always cause you’re having fun but because you have children that need your attention and help. OH BOY!! Everything is a production and well, I'm already bad at getting places on time anyway so Sunday was no exception. I planned on taking everyone to church with me... it took me an hour and a half to get me and four kids ready. AND by ready I mean they just changed into church clothes and combed their hair, nothing special or fancy! I seriously underestimated time! (I do that without kids) I had my little 11 month old niece with me. She still wakes up in the night AND had me hold her SOOOOOOOOO much! Good thing she is so little and so cute or I don't think I'd have been able to move my arms these last couple of days. Anyway, I got to be the "mom" for the weekend and have learned to appreciate that role, even if it was for a short time... WOW! I loved it though and am SO excited I get to do it again when my sister goes back to NJ for a little get away at the end of April. This time I will only have the youngest two but still, I'm excited!!&amp;nbsp; To end the weekend we had another cousin party which I didn't take pictures of but it was very good to see Natalie and meet Matilda.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;All my cousins are having such cute&amp;nbsp;babies!&amp;nbsp; I feel like there is hope for me!!&amp;nbsp; haha&amp;nbsp; We got to see Linda a Bob, sorry if we are too crazy for you Bob :)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;AND we met Diane's finace, Dave (did I remember his name right???)&amp;nbsp; It was good to see them all!&amp;nbsp; One of these days everyone will be here for a big cousin party and it will be so much fun!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Here are some pictures of all the updated events!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;These guys are my heros!&amp;nbsp; The Ashcrafts (and of course my amazing husband)&amp;nbsp;came on Saturday to help us move.&amp;nbsp; We were really only hoping for them to help us move the piano, bed and couches the rest we could have done ourselves but they stayed and helped the whole time!&amp;nbsp; THANK YOU ASHCRAFTS, we miss you guys already!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OCccvF5VI/AAAAAAAAByM/cjvdO1SvUZ8/s1600/P1013741.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OCccvF5VI/AAAAAAAAByM/cjvdO1SvUZ8/s320/P1013741.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the one and only project have a fully completed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OQjMGCJSI/AAAAAAAAByU/xEj2RsJ-5WA/s1600/P1014065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OQjMGCJSI/AAAAAAAAByU/xEj2RsJ-5WA/s320/P1014065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My friend Pam and I at dinner for her birthday, SUSHI!&amp;nbsp; LOVED IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7ORglrosQI/AAAAAAAAByc/jLWTxgK3D0Y/s1600/P1013753.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7ORglrosQI/AAAAAAAAByc/jLWTxgK3D0Y/s320/P1013753.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My cousins!&amp;nbsp; I cut everyone's hair (in this picture)&amp;nbsp; Don't they look good :)???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OSpf1hzkI/AAAAAAAAByk/OsICmaM4P0A/s1600/P1013837.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OSpf1hzkI/AAAAAAAAByk/OsICmaM4P0A/s320/P1013837.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the whole group!&amp;nbsp; YAY for cousins!&amp;nbsp; Can't wait to see them again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OTH2jwRsI/AAAAAAAABys/L3WXUXlM6FA/s1600/P1013803.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OTH2jwRsI/AAAAAAAABys/L3WXUXlM6FA/s320/P1013803.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the beginning of the fun weekend with the kids, they LOVED the hot tub... except Nathan didn't, he was scared of the "waterfall"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OTdTCm-cI/AAAAAAAABy0/-1GzMU-7XG0/s1600/P1013845.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OTdTCm-cI/AAAAAAAABy0/-1GzMU-7XG0/s320/P1013845.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Claire LOVED the swing!&amp;nbsp; I have about a MILLION pictures of her, she looks so cute!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OTwpYLMnI/AAAAAAAABy8/fsChQ_wdmfk/s1600/P1013892.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OTwpYLMnI/AAAAAAAABy8/fsChQ_wdmfk/s320/P1013892.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Audrey at the pond, feeding ducks.... or pulling faces!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OahXQLg1I/AAAAAAAABzU/RUotjGiaMdM/s1600/P1014038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OZ19pS3_I/AAAAAAAABzE/PVtRdpFIkUk/s1600/P1013931.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OZ19pS3_I/AAAAAAAABzE/PVtRdpFIkUk/s320/P1013931.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Andrew, on the playground!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OaPTRdZlI/AAAAAAAABzM/ec8xRYFIwck/s1600/P1013953.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OaPTRdZlI/AAAAAAAABzM/ec8xRYFIwck/s320/P1013953.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nathan.&amp;nbsp; I had to get him to look at the camera so I held some bread up by the camera... such a trickster!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7Oh4bn0GgI/AAAAAAAABzk/GButgcczVp0/s1600/P1013939.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7Oh4bn0GgI/AAAAAAAABzk/GButgcczVp0/s320/P1013939.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My WONDERFUL husband helping the kids with the bread!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7Oa2uir0SI/AAAAAAAABzc/d0tNZ8ymi2w/s1600/P1013915.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7Oa2uir0SI/AAAAAAAABzc/d0tNZ8ymi2w/s320/P1013915.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went to Boondocks after the park and these are&amp;nbsp;the only pictures I have but they had mini bowling, it was awesome!&amp;nbsp; Well Nathan liked it and he did a good job!!&amp;nbsp; YES it took about 5 minutes for the bowling ball to finally hit the pins but he still hit them and for an almost 3 year old I'd say he did an awesome job! and Yes, they stood that close to eachother the whole game!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7Ok8FHhj_I/AAAAAAAABz8/ChpeawymLvI/s1600/P1014010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7Ok8FHhj_I/AAAAAAAABz8/ChpeawymLvI/s320/P1014010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OvY3T6kmI/AAAAAAAAB0w/gkvcvb4-tkE/s1600/P1014017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OvY3T6kmI/AAAAAAAAB0w/gkvcvb4-tkE/s320/P1014017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was on Sunday, we had another cousin party and well, these next couple picture are the only ones I took at it.&amp;nbsp; I stink!&amp;nbsp; Andrew was standing on Bonnie's hands and she tried to lift him up, she is pretty strong.&amp;nbsp; I tried and couldn't do it... everyone tried, it was fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OkXgNex2I/AAAAAAAABzs/eyJ-kiwlpxo/s1600/P1014055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OkXgNex2I/AAAAAAAABzs/eyJ-kiwlpxo/s320/P1014055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Claire&amp;nbsp;is so stink'en cute!&amp;nbsp; So how can I NOT take pictures of her....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OkpPoy_jI/AAAAAAAABz0/3e2uaz8UUz0/s1600/P1014051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OkpPoy_jI/AAAAAAAABz0/3e2uaz8UUz0/s320/P1014051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;over and over!!&amp;nbsp; Such a cute smile!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OlNHiH0GI/AAAAAAAAB0E/fhaMb5vxHpI/s1600/P1014046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OlNHiH0GI/AAAAAAAAB0E/fhaMb5vxHpI/s320/P1014046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and to end... Nathan and I pulling faces!&amp;nbsp; GOT TO LOVETHE FACES :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OahXQLg1I/AAAAAAAABzU/RUotjGiaMdM/s1600/P1014038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OahXQLg1I/AAAAAAAABzU/RUotjGiaMdM/s320/P1014038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The end!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-8308267330936163664?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/8308267330936163664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=8308267330936163664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/8308267330936163664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/8308267330936163664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-big-post.html' title='One big POST...'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S7OCccvF5VI/AAAAAAAAByM/cjvdO1SvUZ8/s72-c/P1013741.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-8971585852270173946</id><published>2010-03-18T10:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T10:05:43.138-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, it was funny!</title><content type='html'>Last night Chad was doing something on his laptop for me.&amp;nbsp; I came in the room and sat on his back, then he started giving me a horsie ride.&amp;nbsp; AHHHHHHHHH HAHAHAHA it was so funny!&amp;nbsp; Yes, I admit I am a 29 year old that sat on my husband's back&amp;nbsp;while he&amp;nbsp;crawled around like a horse&amp;nbsp;but, let me say this, sometimes it is fun to be like a kid and now I understand why kids love it so much. I was laughing so hard I was crying!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It was TOO&amp;nbsp;funny not to!!&amp;nbsp; I REALLY wish I had a picture to show everyone but oh well... picture it yourself it'll make you laugh, I promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-8971585852270173946?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/8971585852270173946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=8971585852270173946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/8971585852270173946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/8971585852270173946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2010/03/well-it-was-fun.html' title='Well, it was funny!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-4562224991630515216</id><published>2010-03-12T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T14:00:07.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone help...</title><content type='html'>So I'm getting bored with the same exact blog background... they aren't cute enough for me :) ... AND I don't have a good enough program to make my title look cute SO&amp;nbsp; ANYONE who knows how to make my blog CUTE, please help cause let me be honest... I'm bored of it's look!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-4562224991630515216?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/4562224991630515216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=4562224991630515216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/4562224991630515216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/4562224991630515216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2010/03/someone-help.html' title='Someone help...'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-7809730744921314659</id><published>2010-03-09T11:33:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T18:13:24.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams really do come true!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S5aHXi2Ge_I/AAAAAAAABwY/D0lBkoRsZJU/s1600-h/DSC_0123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S5aHXi2Ge_I/AAAAAAAABwY/D0lBkoRsZJU/s320/DSC_0123.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'M MARRIED TO HIM!&amp;nbsp;And I couldn't be happier.&amp;nbsp;hahaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;WARNING:&amp;nbsp; to all those who don't like to ready sappy letters, turn away now, this is going to be sappy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a fan of love stories!&amp;nbsp; I love the "and they lived happily ever after" part.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In my life I've dated my fair share of not to great people, ones that have aided in&amp;nbsp;helping me show the world the worst parts of me.&amp;nbsp; SO, the idea of "happily ever after" never really seemed logical.&amp;nbsp; You marry who you date, right?&amp;nbsp; Well, like I said I've dated the not so great.&amp;nbsp; Plus that fact that very few people believe in happily ever after my odds were slim to none... closer to none :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now, I believe in God.&amp;nbsp; I know He lives!&amp;nbsp; I know he hears and answers prayers and my marriage is proof of that.&amp;nbsp; I met Chad on&amp;nbsp;a cruise.&amp;nbsp; I went on two cruises in my life and he was on both of them.&amp;nbsp; The first cruise came and went and all I remember of Chad was he was quiet and we had nothing in common.&amp;nbsp; He wasn't my "type."&amp;nbsp; (Which I'm SOOOOOOO thankful -in a good way-&amp;nbsp;for) Then the second cruise came around, because my brother decided to toot in our stateroom I left and started&amp;nbsp;walking around the boat without him.&amp;nbsp; I found&amp;nbsp;Chad and a couple other people.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It only took a minute before I was attached although I didn't know I was.&amp;nbsp; I fought the idea of being with&amp;nbsp;Chad,&amp;nbsp;I still didn't think he was my type... he was so QUIET!&amp;nbsp; And those of you who know me know I'm not so quiet (I'm working on that... slowly)&amp;nbsp;BUT something wouldn't let me forget about him.&amp;nbsp;Something was different about him and I just couldn't get enough of him!&amp;nbsp; NOT ONLY was something different about him but about the situation in general. I met his mother and father before I really met him and I thought they were so great!&amp;nbsp; When the second cruise came around and&amp;nbsp;when I saw&amp;nbsp;them, in the airport,&amp;nbsp;I was so excited.&amp;nbsp; Steve was walking and I was even more excited!&amp;nbsp; I often wondered why, after I had that though, I was so excited to see him walking.&amp;nbsp; (Last cruise he was in a wheel chair)&amp;nbsp; I honestly think it was simply because my Spirit recognized who these people were (but my physical body didn't)&amp;nbsp;and I instantly loved them!&amp;nbsp; Now I understand why!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;must have done something right in my life to be blessed with not just the greatest husband anyone could ask for but&amp;nbsp;great in laws as well.&amp;nbsp; It's hard to find a great package deal but I've surpassed the great package deal&amp;nbsp;and got a once in a life time&amp;nbsp;no words to describe how great package deal!&amp;nbsp; My FAVORITE quote I've ever heard and have held onto&amp;nbsp;for years was&amp;nbsp;by Marjorie Hinckley.&amp;nbsp; She said,&amp;nbsp;(speaking about President Hinckley) "He has given me wings to fly and has loved me for it."&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;think I&amp;nbsp;held onto that because I&amp;nbsp;honestly thought the only way to find someone like President Hinckley is to marry a prophet :)&amp;nbsp;and that wasn't in my forecast.&amp;nbsp; BUT when I married Chad I truly understood the joy that comes from that quote and have been able to say that about him many times.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So for the dreamer in me that wanted&amp;nbsp;my happily ever after, I got more!&amp;nbsp; I got someone&amp;nbsp;who gives me&amp;nbsp;wings to fly and let me tell you, I've&amp;nbsp;never flown higher than I've been flying this last year and a half.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S5aHmFhjF9I/AAAAAAAABw4/yZvswRzdluY/s1600-h/DSC_0122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S5aHmFhjF9I/AAAAAAAABw4/yZvswRzdluY/s320/DSC_0122.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love my blessing in the form&amp;nbsp;of Chad :)&amp;nbsp; He is a&amp;nbsp;constant reminder that my Heavenly Father loves me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He is a constant reminder how my Heavenly Father blesses our lives.&amp;nbsp;The longer&amp;nbsp;Chad and I are together the more I realize that he is exactly my type and I'm thankful for a LOVING&amp;nbsp;Father in Heaven&amp;nbsp;who knows best!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I couldn't have dreamed up a better man for myself and I'm grateful everyday for him!&amp;nbsp; I'm in love with him more today than I was yesterday and I am sure less than I will be tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; Chad is the most selfless person I know; he puts everyone and everything above himself.&amp;nbsp; Often times he gets taken advantage of&amp;nbsp;and sometimes feels a little worn out and instead of being upset about it his response is always what you would expect a perfect person to say.&amp;nbsp;Other people's&amp;nbsp;happiness is so much more important to him than his&amp;nbsp;own.&amp;nbsp;He's amazing and I'm grateful to look up to him as an example!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He is ....&amp;nbsp; The reason I fly so high :)&amp;nbsp; Chad, thank you for being better than&amp;nbsp;"my type", for giving me something to be grateful for everyday, for&amp;nbsp;making my cup runneth over, thank you for loving me and letting me love you back, for&amp;nbsp;letting me be apart of your family, thank you&amp;nbsp;for always supporting me, and most important Thank you for my Wings, they are priceless!!&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-7809730744921314659?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/7809730744921314659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=7809730744921314659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/7809730744921314659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/7809730744921314659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2010/03/dreams-really-do-come-true.html' title='Dreams really do come true!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S5aHXi2Ge_I/AAAAAAAABwY/D0lBkoRsZJU/s72-c/DSC_0123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-119092544255527970</id><published>2010-03-02T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T11:14:16.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S41S5DYyBBI/AAAAAAAABwI/MXRQz4_MAl0/s1600-h/P1013695.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S41S5DYyBBI/AAAAAAAABwI/MXRQz4_MAl0/s320/P1013695.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I'm PROUD! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My cousin had a baby girl, whom she calls her little bug.&amp;nbsp; When I saw this material, at what has become my FAVORITE store, (JoAnn's) I had to get it... and then made her a dress.&amp;nbsp; I have to give credit where credit is due, my sister helped me through the whole thing but she did not sew&amp;nbsp;anything on it!&amp;nbsp; The onesie was fun too. I saw the idea on a website and decided to try it out!&amp;nbsp; I LOVED how they turned out.&amp;nbsp; It was my very first dress I've ever made and it is not in any way shape or form perfect but I did it and I'm proud!!!&amp;nbsp; I just hope it fits :)&amp;nbsp; Are you shocked Mom??&amp;nbsp; I made a dress!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-119092544255527970?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/119092544255527970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=119092544255527970' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/119092544255527970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/119092544255527970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-did-it.html' title='I did it....'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S41S5DYyBBI/AAAAAAAABwI/MXRQz4_MAl0/s72-c/P1013695.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-1231391523616857222</id><published>2010-02-23T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T23:55:58.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hmmm, well let me start of by saying it was on Sunday... (We all know this) AND each year when Valentine's comes around I get excited for all the decorations. I love love L.O.V.E. love Valentine's Day decorations! BUT I try to tell myself that I don't really care about Valentine's Day. I mean can't we tell someone we love them every day of the year? Why do we have to wait till Valentine's Day to do it? Seems like a logical way to think, right? However, I realize as every Valentine's Day comes and goes and I do nothing for it, I'm kinda sad about it... This year was even more different. Besides the fact that I told my husband that I didn't care about Valentine's day (every man's dream) I didn't even decorate in honor of :( because we are moving and I thought we'd be moved by Valentine's day so I didn't want to spend the time to make more decorations and take out more things that I would have to put back into a box when they are already in a box. The only decorations I have out&amp;nbsp;were these (picture 1)... and that's cause I did them last year (Be my valentine) and hated how they looked so I re-did it... and these (picture 2), which I didn't finish because I could see that I wasn't liking how they were turning out so I opted not to finish what I started... and these (picture 3), which CLEARLY are not finished! (All are projects I worked on this year hence the unfinished nature of them) Too bad!!! Maybe next year?? Anyway so not only did my husband and I do nothing (which I shouldn't tell him that&amp;nbsp;I don't care about it because secretly I DOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!! Secretly I DO LOVE Valentine's Day, I LOVE the romance and what Valentine's Day means. AND when I tell him I don't care about it, well... nothing happens.&amp;nbsp; Let's be honest, life is too busy to be romantic or just relax and take a break all the time so having an excuse one day of the year isn't asking too much, right? Well my goal next year is to give Chad a reason to like Valentine's Day and not be "anti-Valentine's Day" (those were his words) so we can start making traditions of our own and start making awesome memories! Ok so now that I got all that out Valentine's Day wasn't completely unsuccessful as Chad and I went to my brother Scott's house and my cousin Emily came too. It was fun, I really like hanging out with my family! We had dinner and just sat around and talked and watched the Olympics. It was great. The only sad thing about it was Emily told us that she was planning on moving back east after school is over in April. I have to say that I'm pretty sad about it because Em and I have become good friends and I'm going to miss her a lot! But I'm happy for her if that is what she wants. I just hope that we don't forget about each other... :) I'm sure we won't. Anyway, that was my valentine's day! LOVELY, I know...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S4TKDmcu_HI/AAAAAAAABv4/Q3RhDRkryeU/s1600/P1013692.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S4TKDmcu_HI/AAAAAAAABv4/Q3RhDRkryeU/s320/P1013692.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height="72" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S4TJgC3e0KI/AAAAAAAABvo/lGHLrbSUSI8/s320/P1013689.JPG" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 438px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 634px; visibility: hidden;" width="96" /&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S4TLoaCnCnI/AAAAAAAABwA/UgQZRgnedG0/s1600-h/P1013691.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S4TLoaCnCnI/AAAAAAAABwA/UgQZRgnedG0/s320/P1013691.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S4TJgC3e0KI/AAAAAAAABvo/lGHLrbSUSI8/s1600-h/P1013689.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S4TJgC3e0KI/AAAAAAAABvo/lGHLrbSUSI8/s320/P1013689.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh and can anyone tell me how to work this new inserting pictures thing???&amp;nbsp; I can't figure it out so my pictures aren't where I want them and FOR SOME REASON, the thing rotated my picture and wouldn't let me fix it... any helpers out there???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-1231391523616857222?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/1231391523616857222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=1231391523616857222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/1231391523616857222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/1231391523616857222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s day!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S4TKDmcu_HI/AAAAAAAABv4/Q3RhDRkryeU/s72-c/P1013692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-9087810142095934639</id><published>2010-02-02T10:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:57:06.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ground Hog Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Ground hogs day is rigged… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the Ground hog sees its shadow it goes back into its little hole to sleep for another 6 weeks. (lazy!) If it doesn’t see its shadow it stays out of its hole while letting the world know spring is coming early. OK, let’s talk about it... IF spring came when it was supposed to (which, to me, never does even if the Ground Hog says it will) it would start in 6 weeks from this Saturday so technically if spring comes in 6 weeks from today, it would be early! So why do we have ground hog day? If you want to know how far away from spring you are, from Feb.2, you can look on the calendar which clearly states, in a little over 6 weeks time and in bold lettering, “Spring Begins.” So, when the Hog says we have 6 weeks left till spring aren’t we just confirming the calendar being correct? And let’s be honest here, how often does the thing NOT see its shadow? And when it does, see its shadow, how often does spring really come early?? I don’t remember a warmer March! In fact, even April is touch and go with warmth… So, for someone who has a serious case of Spring fever, I’d be thankful for only 6 more weeks of winter, although I’m smart enough to know that 6 weeks of winter means 2 ½ -3 more months! So Mr. Punxsutawney Phil, be thankful I’m not your boss or you’d be fired! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S2hnU1dFRCI/AAAAAAAABvY/7cF5h0bpQ5I/s1600-h/philcloseup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S2hnU1dFRCI/AAAAAAAABvY/7cF5h0bpQ5I/s320/philcloseup.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Ground Hog day people! HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-9087810142095934639?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/9087810142095934639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=9087810142095934639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/9087810142095934639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/9087810142095934639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2010/02/ground-hog-day.html' title='Ground Hog Day!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S2hnU1dFRCI/AAAAAAAABvY/7cF5h0bpQ5I/s72-c/philcloseup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-1602789789670952466</id><published>2010-01-18T15:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T16:28:40.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selling... revised prices</title><content type='html'>So, my husband and I are trying to sell a couple of things (on KSL).... If anyone knows anyone that would want to buy something would you PLEASE let me know ????&amp;nbsp; Thanks for your help everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more pictures but.... I'm just posting a couple, if anyone is interested I will send more pictures.&amp;nbsp; Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S1ThSNr6LUI/AAAAAAAABvQ/bzjnd1NA-ic/s1600-h/P1013524.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S1ThSNr6LUI/AAAAAAAABvQ/bzjnd1NA-ic/s320/P1013524.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sanyo flat screen TV:&amp;nbsp; $50.00 obo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S1TgXy8TdUI/AAAAAAAABuI/yP03-L0KovI/s1600-h/deskresized.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S1TgXy8TdUI/AAAAAAAABuI/yP03-L0KovI/s320/deskresized.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Compter Desk: $45.00 obo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;sorry I don't have a better picture.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We decided to sell it after we took it down to prepare to put it in storage &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S1Tgtj75YyI/AAAAAAAABuQ/E7CALEf3No8/s1600-h/DSC_0252.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S1Tgtj75YyI/AAAAAAAABuQ/E7CALEf3No8/s320/DSC_0252.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S1Tgv94d60I/AAAAAAAABuY/nEE4GcG85kU/s1600-h/DSC_0241.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S1Tgv94d60I/AAAAAAAABuY/nEE4GcG85kU/s320/DSC_0241.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Amp:&amp;nbsp; $600.00 obo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Used on small&amp;nbsp;gigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S1Tgx32sbAI/AAAAAAAABug/Dj1W1Cogg7A/s1600-h/DSC_0267.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S1Tgx32sbAI/AAAAAAAABug/Dj1W1Cogg7A/s320/DSC_0267.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Queen Size bed: frame&amp;nbsp;$40.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S1ThA1xTHrI/AAAAAAAABuo/qFImBDoZKmE/s1600-h/DSC_0269.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S1ThA1xTHrI/AAAAAAAABuo/qFImBDoZKmE/s320/DSC_0269.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S1ThOHWxveI/AAAAAAAABuw/SNL5mlkn3bc/s1600-h/DSC_0279.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S1ThOHWxveI/AAAAAAAABuw/SNL5mlkn3bc/s320/DSC_0279.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Size 4 wedding dress:&amp;nbsp; $150 obo&amp;nbsp; although I am thinking about cutting the dress up and using the fabric... it's nice fabric!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S1ThO1HGfTI/AAAAAAAABu4/eMaxUUKsMVs/s1600-h/P1013526.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S1ThO1HGfTI/AAAAAAAABu4/eMaxUUKsMVs/s320/P1013526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S1ThPZNGPmI/AAAAAAAABvA/7NTBXOOhJMo/s1600-h/P1013529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S1ThPZNGPmI/AAAAAAAABvA/7NTBXOOhJMo/s320/P1013529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Paper pups cricut cartridge: $40.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Never been used&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S1ThRfiNHEI/AAAAAAAABvI/zJcL_6xJleA/s1600-h/DSC_0256.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S1ThRfiNHEI/AAAAAAAABvI/zJcL_6xJleA/s320/DSC_0256.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Small amp. $100.00 obo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;used for practices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here is more of a discription of each item on KSL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, thank you my friends!!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; PEACE OUT!&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/6067553743207178314-1602789789670952466?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/1602789789670952466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=1602789789670952466' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/1602789789670952466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/1602789789670952466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2010/01/selling.html' title='Selling... revised prices'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S1ThSNr6LUI/AAAAAAAABvQ/bzjnd1NA-ic/s72-c/P1013524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-8948020309574310598</id><published>2010-01-14T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T00:05:38.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's true!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love him!&amp;nbsp; I just do! Well, I love them both but I'm talking about my husband here! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S07B6-rrrHI/AAAAAAAABt4/4TQg8d2t0OQ/s1600-h/P1012162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S07B6-rrrHI/AAAAAAAABt4/4TQg8d2t0OQ/s320/P1012162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh and this picture really makes me excited for the summer!&amp;nbsp; &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/6067553743207178314-8948020309574310598?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/8948020309574310598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=8948020309574310598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/8948020309574310598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/8948020309574310598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-true.html' title='It&apos;s true!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S07B6-rrrHI/AAAAAAAABt4/4TQg8d2t0OQ/s72-c/P1012162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-241569206269003091</id><published>2010-01-09T12:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T12:10:16.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I GOT THEM!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Everyone, &lt;br /&gt;I got my boots in the mail FINALLY!! Chad and I are currently without camera so I don't have a picture to show you but I will tell you that as soon as the mail guy delivered them (and he was not a very happy man) I opened them, put them on and haven't taken them off since, I LOVE THEM!!!!! Let me tell you the story... so the week after Christmas I get a call from the site they were purchased saying they were out of my size. YES, AFTER they were already purchased and AFTER I had already been WAITING for them. I was sad; I thought I wasn't going to get them. They said they had them in a size 7. I figured a 1/2 a size isn't bad so I got them... then the NEXT day they called and said, your card's expiration date is expired we need a new expiration date. They COULD have figured that out before it expired, which was the 31st of Dec. So I gave them a new date and... they finally came. LUCKILY they were out of 6.5 because the 7 fit perfect!!!!! 6.5 still would have fit but might have been a bit more snug... tender mercy!!! I LOVE IT! Thanks everyone for looking for my boots! You're all awesome!&amp;nbsp; Here is a little reminder&amp;nbsp;of what they looked like, sorry you can't see how great they look on me!&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S0jSk9FtoBI/AAAAAAAABtw/ypxdlaKRp0U/s1600-h/rocket+dog+snug.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S0jSk9FtoBI/AAAAAAAABtw/ypxdlaKRp0U/s320/rocket+dog+snug.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-241569206269003091?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/241569206269003091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=241569206269003091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/241569206269003091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/241569206269003091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-got-them.html' title='I GOT THEM!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/S0jSk9FtoBI/AAAAAAAABtw/ypxdlaKRp0U/s72-c/rocket+dog+snug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-4603826300145569435</id><published>2010-01-05T14:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T14:58:00.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years!</title><content type='html'>It's 2010 and my first blog of the year!&amp;nbsp; I can't believe it,&amp;nbsp;I never thought I'd live to see 2010! Ok OK, I did. So far the year is starting out really well. Chad and I now attend church at 9:00 am and must say that although I hate waking up before 8am :) I LOVE waking up and going to church early. It's not that I want to get it out of the way but now I can feel like I have time to relax on a Sunday instead of running from one thing to the next. I don't have to rush home from Church to get anywhere; I can take my time and just relax! AHHH love that! Chad was called at the Valiant 9/10 teacher and goes to primary with me now and I LOVE THAT too!! Chad has not started school back up again yet and let me tell you it's been a nice stress free several weeks! I wish he was done so that he wouldn't have to be so stressed but he is just starting out so we have a long road ahead of us! It's ok though, it will be worth it! I am now working from home... no job for me but am looking for something new for a little while, love that too! AND of course I'm working on fixing up furniture in my home and looking forward to my list of projects being DONE!! Now I have time to do them so I'm just going to crank them out!&amp;nbsp; I will put&amp;nbsp;up before and afters of my&amp;nbsp;projects when I'm done with all of them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year I want to make resolutions and every year I make the same exact ones. EVERY YEAR I do them for about a week and then stop.... every year. This has become a very sad pattern for me. This year I've decided not to make a million resolution so that I can be closer to being perfect at the end of the year (ha like that would happen anyway haha) but I’m going to try really hard to just work on one thing (well, 2/3 things). "Line Upon Line", right? So here are my resolutions for 2010:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. BE ON TIME! Everyone who knows me knows that this resolution is not my strong point. It's not because I don't respect others and their time, it's just I'm a horrible manager of my time, especially when I have to wake up to an alarm. Hence the reason for the resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Get in shape - I've been working on #2 resolution for awhile now and am happy to announce that I've officially lost 14 pounds! I guess fortunately for me I carry the weight so well that the weight loss is not very noticeable but there is a difference in the way my clothing fits, YAY!! I am going to focus not so much on losing weight but just working out and getting in shape :) and keeping the weight that I've worked so hard to lose off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Keep my resolutions! Like I said, every year is the same thing for me... I make the resolutions with a "new outlook on life" an I "know I can do it this time" attitude but the second I give myself a reason to stop... I DO! SO.... that's why this is a resolution too, because I'm so bad at keeping the ones I make. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those sound reasonable, don't they? I sure hope. Anyway, that's our year so far in a nutshell. I hope it continues the way that it started! Good luck to all of you who have your own resolutions! I'm excited to report my progress and to hear of yours :)&amp;nbsp; Happy New Year everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-4603826300145569435?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/4603826300145569435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=4603826300145569435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/4603826300145569435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/4603826300145569435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years.html' title='New Years!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-50336010414453572</id><published>2009-12-29T20:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T20:20:20.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas time has come and gone... So has the time to send my christmas card.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SzqqPeeDjkI/AAAAAAAABsI/hakqDW0zf98/s1600-h/DSC_0085.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SzqqPeeDjkI/AAAAAAAABsI/hakqDW0zf98/s320/DSC_0085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OOPS! Sorry to anyone, which is pretty much everyone EXCEPT for a couple of people, who didn't get Chad and my Christmas card. I did write it and I DID print them out BUT I didn't send them. I am so bad! Hopefully I'll be better next year. No promises though :) Well, this year was a little different than other years for me. First: it was the first Christmas I didn't spend with my family. (Well, second but that was a long time ago and it wasn't fun so we won't go into it.) Second: it was the first Christmas Eve I didn't eat the Christmas Ham dinner. And THIRD: it was the first Christmas my mother wasn't available to me.... I'm not much for change. I'm an old dog I guess :) Luckily I can still learn new tricks, I just don't like it as much BUT BUT BUT BUT, can I just say that I have the funnest, most awesomeeessssttt in laws in the world! (Don't worry Grandma, I know that most awesomest isn't correct grammar, but in this case I needed to use incorrect grammar) Christmas Eve dinner was AWESOME! We ate dinner by candlelight and I thought that was so great! My mother in law is a great cook and I had the best turkey I've ever had in my entire life, SOOOOOO GOOOOD!!! I was full but just had to eat more, needless to say my stomach was full and it hurt but it was really worth it. Later that night we played Christmas bingo and we even got prizes we listened to the Christmas story and had gifts in front of us every time we heard the words left or right we had to pass the gift in that direction. LOVED IT! I love the new traditions I get to adopted as my own and bring into my family, when we have one of our own. No, this IS NOT an announcement and yes I have to say that or I get asked :)! Anyway, Christmas eve was fun. When it was time for Santa to come Chad and I went down to his room and watched a movie, Scrooge with Albert Finney, on the big screen. Sorry Chelsea for keeping you up! Watching Scrooge was a tradition I remember when I was younger. So, I like to watch it on Christmas Eve! Anyway, we woke up and open gifts... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Chad got gloves to keep him warm at work!&amp;nbsp; Cute picture!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SzqquRcCc5I/AAAAAAAABsY/7v9k5z1wg4U/s1600-h/DSC_0104.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SzqquRcCc5I/AAAAAAAABsY/7v9k5z1wg4U/s320/DSC_0104.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And an external hard drive... and other things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Szqri3soldI/AAAAAAAABsw/iUTArSHM7Uk/s320/DSC_0098.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I got my giraffe purse and am SO excited about it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SzrFl3oQ-fI/AAAAAAAABto/fzBA2qDf0xI/s1600-h/DSC_0101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SzrFl3oQ-fI/AAAAAAAABto/fzBA2qDf0xI/s320/DSC_0101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cathan helped Ryan open his gifts,and he got a flashlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SzqqfIzdqHI/AAAAAAAABsQ/QCOcH0CJkY8/s1600-h/DSC_0088.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SzqqfIzdqHI/AAAAAAAABsQ/QCOcH0CJkY8/s320/DSC_0088.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chelsea got a... Well, I don't know what she got but she looks excited about it.&amp;nbsp; Cute Chels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SzqrEHcK9NI/AAAAAAAABsg/WEULtVikI1U/s1600-h/DSC_0095.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SzqrEHcK9NI/AAAAAAAABsg/WEULtVikI1U/s320/DSC_0095.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kami got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OFalW1pQIcc/Szq5JmMhqqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/CnBiR-AoGp0/s320/DSC_0122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This...&amp;nbsp; Family Home Evening board I made.&amp;nbsp; It turned out so cute, I'm so proud of my work and not afraid to say it! Good Job Margie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SzqsxdLDUNI/AAAAAAAABtY/0YBmmroqOy8/s1600-h/DSC_0151.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SzqsxdLDUNI/AAAAAAAABtY/0YBmmroqOy8/s320/DSC_0151.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chad and I&amp;nbsp;gave Steve a book by Dan&amp;nbsp;Brown called the&amp;nbsp;Lost Symbol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SzqsT1YA7RI/AAAAAAAABtI/b3pq1fdLGKk/s1600-h/DSC_0146.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SzqsT1YA7RI/AAAAAAAABtI/b3pq1fdLGKk/s320/DSC_0146.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gayla got...&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SzqsDxBVWYI/AAAAAAAABtA/DH7W6pyhwLw/s1600-h/DSC_0126.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SzqsDxBVWYI/AAAAAAAABtA/DH7W6pyhwLw/s320/DSC_0126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SzqtBKApHII/AAAAAAAABtg/ZM-zivg2fH8/s1600-h/DSC_0154.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SzqtBKApHII/AAAAAAAABtg/ZM-zivg2fH8/s320/DSC_0154.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, I made it and YES I'M PROUD of it!&amp;nbsp; It is a birthday board. Each little wood hanging has someone's birthday on it.&amp;nbsp; It says the person's name, day and year the person was born.&amp;nbsp; It also has Anniversaries of the married kids.&amp;nbsp; I loved making it.. I'm going to make one for myself too! But not for awhile! haha&amp;nbsp; I also have one for my mother but she is on a mission so I couldn't give it to her yet which was PERFECT because I needed more time to finish hers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SzqrxXohx8I/AAAAAAAABs4/D-cxUsSDPj8/s1600-h/DSC_0125.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SzqrxXohx8I/AAAAAAAABs4/D-cxUsSDPj8/s320/DSC_0125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We opened our stockings, which were hung by the chimney!&amp;nbsp; LOVED THAT!!! I'm showing off the candy I ate :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SzqsjGKrmQI/AAAAAAAABtQ/kBVAO9Zispw/s1600-h/DSC_0150.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SzqsjGKrmQI/AAAAAAAABtQ/kBVAO9Zispw/s320/DSC_0150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then we talked to Chris, Sarah, and the kids!&amp;nbsp;Awesome, huh!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Later on we all went to the Haacke Christmas party.&amp;nbsp; Chad's grandma and grandpa gave us a HAM!! WAHOO!&amp;nbsp; I'm excited to eat that and we got a recipe book.&amp;nbsp; Then we went to the Quilter family Christmas party.&amp;nbsp; Carol made the best Clam Chowder I've ever eaten and Kami&amp;nbsp; made everyone a copy of family home videos onto DVDs, She did an awesome job and took a lot of time doing.&amp;nbsp; I'm so excited to have them!&amp;nbsp; Chad and I also got our own set of Chimes.&amp;nbsp; I'm excited to have those to!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas was a busy day with all the visiting but I really enjoyed it.&amp;nbsp; And feel really lucky that I have not just good in laws BUT THE MOST AWESOMEST! :)&amp;nbsp; I'm very blessed to have great family surrounding me on both sides.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was a great Christmas! I loved every minute of it and while I'm sad for this year to be over in less than 3 days, I am very excited for the next year to come!&amp;nbsp; So much is going to happen in 2010. I'm going to be taking piano lesson from someone in Romania! HAHA Yes, it's true!&amp;nbsp; Romania! It will be so&amp;nbsp;great because I don't ever&amp;nbsp;have to leave home to take lessons!&amp;nbsp;I am&amp;nbsp;going to be using Skype; I will let everyone know&amp;nbsp;how it goes.&amp;nbsp;My mother will come home from her mission YAY!!&amp;nbsp; Chad and I will be moving out of our first apartment (mixed feelings about it but excited to move on!)&amp;nbsp; My baby brother is getting married!&amp;nbsp; I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!!&amp;nbsp; And best of all I get to spend another awesome year with my husband! I love that guy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Good bye 2009!&amp;nbsp; Welcome 2010!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy New Year everyone! I hope you have a&amp;nbsp;fun&amp;nbsp;and SAFE one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh I must not forget, I DID get my boots!&amp;nbsp; They are just still in the mail, that's&amp;nbsp;why I don't have a picture&amp;nbsp;of them!&amp;nbsp;Thanks to everyone who looked for them!&amp;nbsp; You are all AWESOME!!!&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/6067553743207178314-50336010414453572?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/50336010414453572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=50336010414453572' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/50336010414453572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/50336010414453572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-time-has-come-and-gone-so-has.html' title='Christmas time has come and gone... So has the time to send my christmas card.'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SzqqPeeDjkI/AAAAAAAABsI/hakqDW0zf98/s72-c/DSC_0085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-7124902164374850009</id><published>2009-12-08T23:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T23:05:03.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas letter...  Please please please!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have been looking for some nice, comfy, cute and WARM snow boots for the last month and have not come across any that I like until today! Unfortunately I didn't find them in a store; I found them on my friend’s feet! Although the temptation to take them and run was very strong I was able to resist the inconsiderate act and instead asked her where she found them. She told me she got them at Famous Footwear. So like any girl on a mission to find the right shoe I went exactly where she said she got hers. The only problem was they did not have them. I even went to shoe carnival to see if they carried them and they did not! I figured all could not be lost; they must be somewhere! It was getting late so I was not able to search any malls so I went home and jumped online. Excitedly I typed into the Google search 'Rocket Dog boots' and couldn't find them. Then I messaged my friend and asked her the name of the boots, she didn't know BUT she did send me a picture of them so I knew exactly what to look for. FINALLY, I found the boots name and color- Rocket Dogs-Snug in Tribal Brown Suede. SO, excited that I finally found the EXACT boots I was looking for, I attempted to search for the boots again this time typing in 'Rocket Dog - Snug (Tribal Brown Suede).' Can I just tell you, with extreme discouragement, they are out of stock EVERYWHERE!?!?! (Except for eBay and they aren't selling my size... and another website that isn't selling the color I want) So, here is my request (and if it's the only request you hear I will be happy) PLEASE FIND THESE BOOTS FOR ME AND PUT THEM UNDER MY CHRISTMAS TREE SO I CAN BEEN CUTE WHILE WEARING THEM IN THE COLD SNOW THAT SO OFTEN HURTS MY LITTLE TOES! I am a size 6.5 and I included a picture so as not to mistake them for any other boot that may look similar! Good luck and OH I'll put an extra dozen cookies out for you just to show my thanks! Thanks again Santa, I know you won't let me down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sx82LkwRo7I/AAAAAAAABr8/aW3BAkstVGY/s1600-h/rocket+dog+snug.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sx82LkwRo7I/AAAAAAAABr8/aW3BAkstVGY/s320/rocket+dog+snug.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Margie&lt;/span&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/6067553743207178314-7124902164374850009?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/7124902164374850009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=7124902164374850009' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/7124902164374850009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/7124902164374850009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-letter-please-please-please.html' title='Christmas letter...  Please please please!!!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sx82LkwRo7I/AAAAAAAABr8/aW3BAkstVGY/s72-c/rocket+dog+snug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-2299535685279992100</id><published>2009-12-06T10:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:29:48.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One year down many more to go!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;We have been married for&amp;nbsp;ONE&amp;nbsp;YEAR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I can't believe how time flies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SxvplUlwtuI/AAAAAAAABmU/Tg_6bsL8Wgg/s1600-h/P1010718.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SxvplUlwtuI/AAAAAAAABmU/Tg_6bsL8Wgg/s320/P1010718.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Happy Anniversary Chad, I LOVE YOU!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;December 5, 2008 was the happiest day of my life, and still is!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;At first Chad and I were trying to come up with all these things to do to celebrate our FIRST anniversary ... We thought about going to Vegas then decided that we didn't want to spend the time driving that many hours for such a short amount of time. We thought about going to Snowbird or park city and then decided it wasn't worth spending money on a room for... sleeping when we can do that at home for free. So Chad and I decided to stay home, pretend we went somewhere and spend that money we would have spend on a room on anything we wanted during the day!! So here is how our anniversary went down... We woke up and had breakfast together than got ready and went to a movie at 12:45. Chad and my first date was to a movie also so there was no better way to start out our anniversary than&amp;nbsp;with a movie!&amp;nbsp; (Just a side note, we went to Blind Side and it was an awesome movie! I'd watch it over and over!!&amp;nbsp; It was way better than New Moon even, yep, I said it!&amp;nbsp; It was BETTER!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SxvrdalrIUI/AAAAAAAABmc/ww4FIxRkTlc/s1600-h/the-blind-side_290.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SxvrdalrIUI/AAAAAAAABmc/ww4FIxRkTlc/s320/the-blind-side_290.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Anyway, then we went to the mall. I know it's not much of a fun anniversary activity but we got a couple of Christmas presents so it was successful! After that we went to Bucca di beppo in Salt Lake City for dinner. The food really was good and I'd go back again we just didn't get the right main dish for us. Everything we ate was full of Cheese and if you know me you know I'm not a big cheese person, even Chad thought there was too much cheese though! BUT it was good!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SxvvTZaD6YI/AAAAAAAABmk/5Sco23GLAsg/s1600-h/Fullscreen+capture+7282009+75218+PM_bmp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SxvvTZaD6YI/AAAAAAAABmk/5Sco23GLAsg/s320/Fullscreen+capture+7282009+75218+PM_bmp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;After that we went to temple square to see the lights. Now here is where I'm REALLY thankful... On our wedding day it was cold but not cold enough that I couldn't go without a coat for pictures before we got married and not cold enough that I couldn't stand to go without a coat for a little bit at night time. The lights just seemed so bright and fresh last year, it seemed that no tree was uncovered. This year it had snowed so the ground was slushy, not good for a white wedding dress. The lights seemed to be fading (but they were still SO AWESOME) and all the trees didn't seem to be covered. Don't get me wrong the lights were still amazingly beautiful HOWEVER, it just seemed that Chad and I picked the most beautiful day we could and Heavenly Father really blessed me with so many little things that I didn't recognize until this year. Maybe in reality because it was my wedding day everything seemed to be perfect, I was just grateful for a beautiful day and I know with all my heart that it was a tender mercy from our Heavenly Father! (I was grateful for the snow not coming until after my wedding day last year, I did recognize that) Anyway, Chad and I walked around temple square for a while and decided, once our legs became numb, that it was time to go. Our next stop was ice skating but our mistake was going to temple square BEFORE going ice skating because we were so cold that we decided if we went we'd freeze to death and so it would be ok to go another night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sxvvg9UouFI/AAAAAAAABms/i9MggJYZy80/s1600-h/slctemple+square.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sxvvg9UouFI/AAAAAAAABms/i9MggJYZy80/s320/slctemple+square.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;So we left and stopped at a maverick&amp;nbsp;gas station for gas and&amp;nbsp;hot chocolate then&amp;nbsp;headed home. When we got home we sat on the couch and watched Alvin and the chipmunks. Well, we watched 2 1/4 minutes of it before we both fell asleep! I told Chad that I was very grateful that we are able to be happy doing little things during the day for our anniversary and that we didn't feel like we failed by not doing something more extravagant. Someday it will be nice to do something that will give us time to spend alone time with one another but right now when we don’t have kids it was a great opportunity to just shut off our phones and have fun, even at home. Honestly I am so happy we didn't spend the money on a hotel, we went out and did something all day, I got to hold my husband's hand all day long, I got to hug him and tell him I love him and I just got to look at him and constantly be grateful that a year ago I married not only my best friend and companion but my eternal best friend and eternal companion. Chad and I get to be married and start a family someday (no, this is NOT an announcement) and what that means to me is that honestly ALL my dreams have come true. I get to grow old with him and always have a laughing partner! One of my favorite little things Chad does is call me Cutie, I’m not exactly sure why I love that, I just do and one day while at his parents’ house I notice that his father calls his mother cutie, or beautiful… or something like that and it just made me so happy and hopefully when Chad and I are older he will still call me cutie cause I think it’s the cutest thing to hear my father in law call my mother in law cute! I am so grateful for so many things; this anniversary is the mark of so much more than Chad and I being married. A year ago not only did I marry my best friend but I married into an amazing family. Growing up I always wanted younger sisters… now I have THREE!! I am grateful for my older Sister who is and always will be my best friend but she’s the reason I’m so thankful to have more… she’s the best sister in the world, who wouldn’t want more of her?? Chad is part of my family now too and I love to see how my family has accepted him and loves him as if he were always a part of the family! Whenever I got o my sister’s house without Chad, without FAIL, my nephews and niece ask me, “Where’s Uncle Chad?” Without question they have called Chad their uncle and I LOVE THAT!!! Chad and I are simple and I love that! I don't need to go anywhere or do anything as long as Chad and I are together, I'm happy! We have family to spend our time with and I love that he loves being around family just as much as I do. I’m really grateful for a loving and wise Heavenly Father who knows my husband and me better than anyone on this earth. If you would have told me the first time I met Chad that he was going to be the man I married I wouldn't have believed it, I would NOT have believed that the very quiet boy I met on a cruise and sat next to during one dinner, and took a VERY RANDOM picture with during that dinner was going to be my husband (really when I say quiet I mean I wouldn't have known what he sounded like if he didn't have to order his own food). We definitely didn't seem, to me, to be that perfect match but we are! Heavenly Father knows His stuff!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Moral of this blog... I'm thankful for my life and for the simple things that make it so perfect!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I wish I had picture of us to show... but the camera I brought wouldn't turn on.&amp;nbsp; I didn't know!!&amp;nbsp; :(&amp;nbsp; Oh well... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;You know, if I were writing in my personal journal I don’t know that I would want everyone to be able to read my feelings like blogs let everyone… crazy how it’s easy it’s become to write and record your life for everyone to see! &lt;/span&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/6067553743207178314-2299535685279992100?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/2299535685279992100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=2299535685279992100' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/2299535685279992100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/2299535685279992100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-year-down-many-more-to-go.html' title='One year down many more to go!!'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SxvplUlwtuI/AAAAAAAABmU/Tg_6bsL8Wgg/s72-c/P1010718.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-2577052179138889615</id><published>2009-11-23T01:25:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T09:22:43.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow...</title><content type='html'>Snow is falling all around, on the roof and on the ground. Snow is falling on my nose, on my head and on my toes! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not a fan of the cold but I do love the snow.  I think it's funny that even as an adult I STILL get just as excited to see the first snow fall of the year as I did when I was little. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait to go out and play in it!  Good thing I'm going to my sister's cause then I can play in it with my nephew, Nathan!  It will be so fun!  I hope it doesn't all melt right away!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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_5407213599459624226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SwpIHrxzxSI/AAAAAAAABl8/Ssol9YnwqYM/s400/pp005456aseclrhst.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a secret, I didn't take this picture but IF I did this is what it would look like outside! Gorgeous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6067553743207178314-2577052179138889615?l=margiesandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/feeds/2577052179138889615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6067553743207178314&amp;postID=2577052179138889615' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/2577052179138889615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6067553743207178314/posts/default/2577052179138889615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margiesandra.blogspot.com/2009/11/snow.html' title='Snow...'/><author><name>Margie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885173080939101756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/Sb_8ifUG3ZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZBwRsZJmMvk/S220/saved+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SwpIHrxzxSI/AAAAAAAABl8/Ssol9YnwqYM/s72-c/pp005456aseclrhst.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6067553743207178314.post-2551259507729940548</id><published>2009-11-10T09:55:00.016-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T10:58:17.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And THE YANKEES WIN, THEEEEE YAAANNNKKKEEEESSSS WIN!!!</title><content type='html'>My family grew up on the Yankees... We have always been fans and this year my family got together nearly every game to watch them.... WIN!!! My in-laws probably thought I was crazy when I watched the games at their house... all the yelling! BUT it was fun!! Although I'm SO EXCITED the Yankees won I'm a little sad it is over! SO... LET'S GO YANKEES!! Let's bring home another World Series next year so the season will last longer and so we can have 28 WORLD SERIES WINS! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SvmhQNYePZI/AAAAAAAABlg/puAi2kZLbJ8/s1600-h/P1013231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402526527849905554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SvmhQNYePZI/AAAAAAAABlg/puAi2kZLbJ8/s400/P1013231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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; &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; &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; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the game: I did my cousin's hair! LOVE my cousin!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SvmgepCCosI/AAAAAAAABlI/oUuLLTmljMI/s1600-h/P1013221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402525676278555330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SvmgepCCosI/AAAAAAAABlI/oUuLLTmljMI/s400/P1013221.JPG" /&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SvmgepCCosI/AAAAAAAABlI/oUuLLTmljMI/s1600-h/P1013221.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Claire LOVES Chad. Chad and to go to school so he came over after and when Claire saw Chad she smiled so big and started giggling and bopping around. It really was the cutest thing I've ever seen. (Now I know that Claire is a VERY happy little girl anyway and she smiles and laughs at just about anyone BUT this was different... she REALLY smiled and REALLY laughed as soon as she saw him! Again, very cute! I just wish I got a picture) &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SvmlovoxkyI/AAAAAAAABlw/57pIV5WpsRA/s1600-h/P1013242.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SvmdY2CHuTI/AAAAAAAABko/QTKNGPmYlpY/s1600-h/P1013227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402522278154451250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SvmdY2CHuTI/AAAAAAAABko/QTKNGPmYlpY/s400/P1013227.JPG" /&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;&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;&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;&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/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SvmfUrc495I/AAAAAAAABk4/zU2MTdxnj58/s1600-h/P1013236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402524405617719186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SvmfUrc495I/AAAAAAAABk4/zU2MTdxnj58/s400/P1013236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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&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; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheered with Nathan, LET'S GO YANKEES!  It was cute!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SvmloBjyBgI/AAAAAAAABlo/A3p4wZqZS5I/s1600-h/P1013239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402531335039485442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SvmloBjyBgI/AAAAAAAABlo/A3p4wZqZS5I/s400/P1013239.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;/div&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&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;&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; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They won! I was excited!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwXr8RXPJ_U/SvmgfIsEAcI/AAAAAAAABlQ/RDSkQzf1Y_s/s1600-h/P1013243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT
