tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72914661081199344502024-03-12T22:23:21.113-05:00Blessed Beyond MeasureBetsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09629063518634391472noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291466108119934450.post-76313315016506171742010-04-17T08:50:00.013-05:002010-09-09T19:45:04.105-05:00Christmas<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIopr_O5cQIcpACEknemuHF2nzI1vLnw9VIcDZCDYHjCRwa4frnKHjBynf6597DFAYlTnbXn0cz4CtoFsp1nb1ciFX2G0spT90jJcY8a5SE1Ub5hLN9UlWWA2AwNutEovgz5usCBmdzdM/s1600/Holidays+2009+161.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461106165190289666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIopr_O5cQIcpACEknemuHF2nzI1vLnw9VIcDZCDYHjCRwa4frnKHjBynf6597DFAYlTnbXn0cz4CtoFsp1nb1ciFX2G0spT90jJcY8a5SE1Ub5hLN9UlWWA2AwNutEovgz5usCBmdzdM/s320/Holidays+2009+161.jpg" border="0" /></a> I love Christmas time. I know this is way behind but I want to try to remember to good times in this phase of my life. This was a good Christmas.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXOW6BKQfZWkAtAReyVHIS_A2cL0zNV8Tw0EFnzUC32XsUdXouy5C337sGFDBXbnKDKvXDlngMJU8U-dpEG8h754jDWxE7XwU9CgNYBT-JpPF83w_xZmGMv4SXgsmfkW9WSBmwRJOZMcQ/s1600/Christmas+brunch.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461105939521994898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXOW6BKQfZWkAtAReyVHIS_A2cL0zNV8Tw0EFnzUC32XsUdXouy5C337sGFDBXbnKDKvXDlngMJU8U-dpEG8h754jDWxE7XwU9CgNYBT-JpPF83w_xZmGMv4SXgsmfkW9WSBmwRJOZMcQ/s320/Christmas+brunch.JPG" border="0" /></a> Mom's new dining room. We had Christmas breakfast in the now dining room that my mom remodeld. Growing up this room was our playroom. My mom did an amazing job of turning it around.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgyK_x9a6Rx7_WJ7iRmxl7GxBw_WnVr_5M1Nta62cmza7uoaDy5EoRFaDTeiKp6NCmmyBrMnzEm1sm0BGObYUbnjKkG0_fvpzyHRBfcCd1JzXsHgAef43aiQyGwqMMzaXuoeq5zogChz4/s1600/Holidays+2009+157.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461105822205775730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgyK_x9a6Rx7_WJ7iRmxl7GxBw_WnVr_5M1Nta62cmza7uoaDy5EoRFaDTeiKp6NCmmyBrMnzEm1sm0BGObYUbnjKkG0_fvpzyHRBfcCd1JzXsHgAef43aiQyGwqMMzaXuoeq5zogChz4/s320/Holidays+2009+157.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />My favorite. Country ham, biscuits, and garlic cheese grits. We only eat this once a year.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmy2S-C6tMzU3SVgOntN93hQxNZC4GhSXwHP2zFakWlHan0h8kfavfbe10jYJuJp7g4xCcBkEn9uJFJ8IShRjR0mHx08OWIh1p-K4J4IChOAH2ULTizscUmTR04G1IY3f3COblO1xrvxw/s1600/Holidays+2009+158.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461105614640456306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmy2S-C6tMzU3SVgOntN93hQxNZC4GhSXwHP2zFakWlHan0h8kfavfbe10jYJuJp7g4xCcBkEn9uJFJ8IShRjR0mHx08OWIh1p-K4J4IChOAH2ULTizscUmTR04G1IY3f3COblO1xrvxw/s320/Holidays+2009+158.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515075978854813010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Lt9eXIH9EZIriQHjywY424QFRaPiolW1kIzNlLqk4w194MfEfaNEVQz69n0Y2K4rTya7-T2kRtdDcATX4J_sNVcQOfgSTIV_FfKMagD6esqedDhyCWB63MhLWNzPM9I8PLI5gF0aq-g/s320/Holidays+2009+170.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br />Rob was very excited about his t-shirt. He didn't think that I knew he liked the Bronco's.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7KVA6zAozGjfuhZCIWmHvMZ_rSTBTmR33CaSeEZAL3XtI-6-OutciP4E0MOhlxioPxzAVTryVLoVYMENzS-9eoDjlf4fgIHo73IAmcSTjJNgwVyVuueJW3khxOWIS4EPR2gg3YyWpL-Q/s1600/Holidays+2009+174.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461105126581940034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7KVA6zAozGjfuhZCIWmHvMZ_rSTBTmR33CaSeEZAL3XtI-6-OutciP4E0MOhlxioPxzAVTryVLoVYMENzS-9eoDjlf4fgIHo73IAmcSTjJNgwVyVuueJW3khxOWIS4EPR2gg3YyWpL-Q/s320/Holidays+2009+174.jpg" border="0" /></a> John was equally excited about his Ove glove.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhstfZnSdfgvktDy9hrkRbifgj3vdaym7DrewR1zV2KwGHdzZ7_Lpcb5zYzvor2_hlkhQzaFYW-5qfAzLYNWbuBSCSFLiWCXuIy_MLRZu65f4848AKVAQXZVulH71O52LIbpFo9hRl-n6M/s1600/Holidays+2009+175.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461104914602482018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhstfZnSdfgvktDy9hrkRbifgj3vdaym7DrewR1zV2KwGHdzZ7_Lpcb5zYzvor2_hlkhQzaFYW-5qfAzLYNWbuBSCSFLiWCXuIy_MLRZu65f4848AKVAQXZVulH71O52LIbpFo9hRl-n6M/s320/Holidays+2009+175.jpg" border="0" /></a> Rachel and her new purse.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd2OvRZ_fXVqh_wFtUrUikERfMnu77KJU4HMbVH0FU2ZCgDxTigO_9wGfk1qwOMKfzj36e-kEl7iUEND1TnPqprCiklw4vC4L-S7OQXeORJ6DAVHuaqhD0l2tU3qmHqDbRpeh8k0AZGDE/s1600/Ginny+-+Christmas.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461104735741944770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd2OvRZ_fXVqh_wFtUrUikERfMnu77KJU4HMbVH0FU2ZCgDxTigO_9wGfk1qwOMKfzj36e-kEl7iUEND1TnPqprCiklw4vC4L-S7OQXeORJ6DAVHuaqhD0l2tU3qmHqDbRpeh8k0AZGDE/s320/Ginny+-+Christmas.JPG" border="0" /></a> Mom and her new cooking ware.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHxRpjeJdXtiYWNnlLJHwEvq9ULEscjkqj-Aht7Upmunt5z7pH6AgxGuw0k_sGfANjEEPOdUeGRRdbr3fOfKqc5F01T1HY700I8twXHoY6q9XS3fkSH8m6xvRALwfJQNo8sGtLNTKbTsI/s1600/Holidays+2009+176.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461104490682382258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHxRpjeJdXtiYWNnlLJHwEvq9ULEscjkqj-Aht7Upmunt5z7pH6AgxGuw0k_sGfANjEEPOdUeGRRdbr3fOfKqc5F01T1HY700I8twXHoY6q9XS3fkSH8m6xvRALwfJQNo8sGtLNTKbTsI/s320/Holidays+2009+176.jpg" border="0" /></a> John was very creative with his wrapping.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJxaosmDqwnumOfOxPCu-hc2nJ4fRGEJDzu1RjVLdERSugmEyg3wTJrByEoxPlyNiekt-UM1LYevi9j7c-aR0IIUHjRt19JdPqpUyRfBlV5d8zfmqUnMXcLLN7S82hmM-NPonu4Ym0tmw/s1600/Holidays+2009+178.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461104222016662578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJxaosmDqwnumOfOxPCu-hc2nJ4fRGEJDzu1RjVLdERSugmEyg3wTJrByEoxPlyNiekt-UM1LYevi9j7c-aR0IIUHjRt19JdPqpUyRfBlV5d8zfmqUnMXcLLN7S82hmM-NPonu4Ym0tmw/s320/Holidays+2009+178.jpg" border="0" /></a> This was the best Christmas surprise. I had seen this hall tree back in September when I was home. I almost bought it then but dedcided not to. Christmas morning I opened a box with a green jacket in the box. A note on top said " a new jacket to hang on your hall tree". Then my brother took me to the storage unit to see my new hall tree. I was completely not expecting this.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxsnOjudsevjAjKINFZm5CMYY3J5ckkj4bNHZFVdXBZsvF5IBKuE0hh-g_ih5Ah3kED3-fGQ9KMCdNKWFw4wxRqntndXX3tflYxxw9q67A7K_qP7MDViI4szHZLnmo9Jg-ka8MluK4e7w/s1600/Holidays+2009+188.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461104013610554194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxsnOjudsevjAjKINFZm5CMYY3J5ckkj4bNHZFVdXBZsvF5IBKuE0hh-g_ih5Ah3kED3-fGQ9KMCdNKWFw4wxRqntndXX3tflYxxw9q67A7K_qP7MDViI4szHZLnmo9Jg-ka8MluK4e7w/s320/Holidays+2009+188.jpg" border="0" /></a> Christmas night we upheld the tradition of going to Mama Sissy's house. We had not taken a cousin picture in a long time and did not have a recent picture with Rachel. I am not the only girl anymore.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Betsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09629063518634391472noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291466108119934450.post-28889528766880284062010-04-17T08:44:00.008-05:002010-04-17T10:58:12.973-05:00Round 26Happy 26th Birthday Brittney( 4 months later)!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPMJus8lpC072I2by9wfRZKl_NvjljGbwizDI6JEgJNaFIRutN5yxcWq9KjTZXXbpMOhwNMs8bO2GbpZZKTDpkJux_Njim4nPxrc96BAyCMJdcVElWhA359DUtgAQrXI1ZmpPu0Ii2pi8/s1600/Holidays+2009+035.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461103083659454098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPMJus8lpC072I2by9wfRZKl_NvjljGbwizDI6JEgJNaFIRutN5yxcWq9KjTZXXbpMOhwNMs8bO2GbpZZKTDpkJux_Njim4nPxrc96BAyCMJdcVElWhA359DUtgAQrXI1ZmpPu0Ii2pi8/s320/Holidays+2009+035.jpg" border="0" /></a> For the exciting event of one's 26th birthday Brittney chose to eat dinner at Mellow Mushroom.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJcSGyg3rvCdtwxD65h2-6kGUNvunks4a3SE23Qzb5U1z13Ry0S0Q3PSlfmS2gtwLnSXQh0lPCrEzEo1c4ciOgfe3TuW4v3y26Usv63zEpK1EXmhM-R45J7-5EjHnn30-6GyK5btvx1og/s1600/Holidays+2009+028.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461102813763197426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJcSGyg3rvCdtwxD65h2-6kGUNvunks4a3SE23Qzb5U1z13Ry0S0Q3PSlfmS2gtwLnSXQh0lPCrEzEo1c4ciOgfe3TuW4v3y26Usv63zEpK1EXmhM-R45J7-5EjHnn30-6GyK5btvx1og/s320/Holidays+2009+028.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Of course Sarah and I had to get Brittney one of our special birthday cards. We put a LOT of thought into this card every year. You can tell that Brittney greatly appreciates our thoughtfulness<br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4dG4V4ZZasSefce71WkpmAXHu8Bn7bNO1XyuQ7NL1y2mBhUFvUpbvz_Rf1KD8X3uG5lRnm3PZuyd_NIPFlCBzX2Vank6hSNjUw00t9t6fQHSEGHysAy_SKp8anRphvziXUgjeZjSCNKI/s1600/Holidays+2009+032.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461102594614763810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4dG4V4ZZasSefce71WkpmAXHu8Bn7bNO1XyuQ7NL1y2mBhUFvUpbvz_Rf1KD8X3uG5lRnm3PZuyd_NIPFlCBzX2Vank6hSNjUw00t9t6fQHSEGHysAy_SKp8anRphvziXUgjeZjSCNKI/s320/Holidays+2009+032.jpg" border="0" /></a> Thank you pioneer woman for yet another amazing recipe. Yellow cake cupcakes with chocolate icing. Make a wish.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqRrAifKoSidtu2CIfGX86T2PKOAk0oa7PslkTjP0UKMc1K1-0aUvuwZw4Iaw1Jj_0J1NfX33iQI65N4Z6Mj_0fbIN5qdLlp6hYUNS4ZIflbkcaMHh6duZFMHL-YitvJ0D3pkVhmA1S3Y/s1600/Holidays+2009+039.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461102386126922306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqRrAifKoSidtu2CIfGX86T2PKOAk0oa7PslkTjP0UKMc1K1-0aUvuwZw4Iaw1Jj_0J1NfX33iQI65N4Z6Mj_0fbIN5qdLlp6hYUNS4ZIflbkcaMHh6duZFMHL-YitvJ0D3pkVhmA1S3Y/s320/Holidays+2009+039.jpg" border="0" /></a> Getting ready to go the the Ten our Tenn Christmas concert.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1cjSNE-azYs1Vs5aDwE2cZM4EF9luWmMkTATto_H5766-E0-bFlg1Hnd7KKni_k-iiZOq0Ol4jdedy7QpSHweauhQBmSbsdpsCZdDaxY1-xbAJue3C1U0BXi6SYrByJaaUQYE1JmnV1E/s1600/Holidays+2009+041.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461102200654665618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1cjSNE-azYs1Vs5aDwE2cZM4EF9luWmMkTATto_H5766-E0-bFlg1Hnd7KKni_k-iiZOq0Ol4jdedy7QpSHweauhQBmSbsdpsCZdDaxY1-xbAJue3C1U0BXi6SYrByJaaUQYE1JmnV1E/s320/Holidays+2009+041.jpg" border="0" /></a> I have the greastest friends and the best roommate. </div></div></div></div>Betsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09629063518634391472noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291466108119934450.post-18189209797281056072009-12-20T16:06:00.011-06:002009-12-20T16:36:31.383-06:00Happy Birthday Carrie- From Michael Scott and Jim HalpertTuesday was our assistant <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Principal's</span>, Carrie, birthday. We knew that she was a fellow Office watcher. If you are fan of the show then you know that one of the practical jokes they like to play is to put objects from peoples desk into jello molds.Brittney and I have been planning this for months. We wanted to wait for a special occasion to do this and Carrie's birthday was perfect.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5TtSL26eJkIAVpKAPojVWB7wrLBi3CpQdF-JdMsIl8tuIyZSFnJRxY8z4lts5BnARpr1IWakto65nKWe0HqGNXclrR8X9nFZoJhV6CmTGOw7wWAnPujkWyp-wE-mh9stCft8tk10DoWc/s1600-h/Holidays+2009+042.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417447812750629586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5TtSL26eJkIAVpKAPojVWB7wrLBi3CpQdF-JdMsIl8tuIyZSFnJRxY8z4lts5BnARpr1IWakto65nKWe0HqGNXclrR8X9nFZoJhV6CmTGOw7wWAnPujkWyp-wE-mh9stCft8tk10DoWc/s320/Holidays+2009+042.jpg" border="0" /></a> Our <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Principal</span>, Chad, was in on this joke and helped to "borrow" Carrie's teacher of the year award.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAEymW6K7xoGqhg5IpY2_ZZS-19Y7GiNJxEpuGpSlaasrKDFdO37IepFwSIrtdz0wJ3GwZn-t1IldwC8-wfR5I5RSQHvJd5vlTkdRAZCqan-lXlidSUq0o6vkpttV-uHtrHz89VnAH4vE/s1600-h/Holidays+2009+044.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417447653597573794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAEymW6K7xoGqhg5IpY2_ZZS-19Y7GiNJxEpuGpSlaasrKDFdO37IepFwSIrtdz0wJ3GwZn-t1IldwC8-wfR5I5RSQHvJd5vlTkdRAZCqan-lXlidSUq0o6vkpttV-uHtrHz89VnAH4vE/s320/Holidays+2009+044.jpg" border="0" /></a>1 box of jello +<br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVSEXiJ0fR2zvf9uINyiRmdWgGrUz-KaQPYYexiAC26prNGqTILfxZ_XzMJsfilik7WxWSsnGonBQ9EXLmNOrto6-fynoqZBkC59IZTl4643zj_a15L_0pkREKUGVW4H-PPdHE_JO8aqM/s1600-h/Holidays+2009+045.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417447455401563874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVSEXiJ0fR2zvf9uINyiRmdWgGrUz-KaQPYYexiAC26prNGqTILfxZ_XzMJsfilik7WxWSsnGonBQ9EXLmNOrto6-fynoqZBkC59IZTl4643zj_a15L_0pkREKUGVW4H-PPdHE_JO8aqM/s320/Holidays+2009+045.jpg" border="0" /></a> a little mischief +<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWKlvgGzNsAccshQTbaNrtXFsPxDYExIOg4m9keEkc3g5bAtZhckaNjk_EWUXUKbT-x93AQYnQSBgknemQM5r7bkuB9ZQDZzxfo6Hm1P197nCsf0AGE9iyrdehgDsHrvhlVinKVkAnqcU/s1600-h/Holidays+2009+046.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417447267481598178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWKlvgGzNsAccshQTbaNrtXFsPxDYExIOg4m9keEkc3g5bAtZhckaNjk_EWUXUKbT-x93AQYnQSBgknemQM5r7bkuB9ZQDZzxfo6Hm1P197nCsf0AGE9iyrdehgDsHrvhlVinKVkAnqcU/s320/Holidays+2009+046.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />a teacher of the year award +<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie0XnY1w7Z9Y6sy5vOe-E8lrCtDNy9jiy_vwDcn57OkHUH_Z4_ol1_C1AoiaIdEONcb2NcTg7fRed7EgNoexqVNekjXC3PktvO5tvWmu9UiNZeWdQujsCk9tsgifEEM-o3-Gun6n7-7-U/s1600-h/Holidays+2009+048.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417447091141189602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie0XnY1w7Z9Y6sy5vOe-E8lrCtDNy9jiy_vwDcn57OkHUH_Z4_ol1_C1AoiaIdEONcb2NcTg7fRed7EgNoexqVNekjXC3PktvO5tvWmu9UiNZeWdQujsCk9tsgifEEM-o3-Gun6n7-7-U/s320/Holidays+2009+048.jpg" border="0" /></a> refrigeration over night+<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkuA-y0spYFgVTUW0LtjOK7aQcTRTfd08734j50w_rW9xO_Q5Q-tIVnXeXpSEiNJs2kr77vVyHm3aNmS7xk48eYvElv5ayCGiueO4YHMJ5DCyQ_wzRO9laFhasnU3Mf7emy5FzeYBI0MM/s1600-h/Holidays+2009+049.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417446930602363202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkuA-y0spYFgVTUW0LtjOK7aQcTRTfd08734j50w_rW9xO_Q5Q-tIVnXeXpSEiNJs2kr77vVyHm3aNmS7xk48eYvElv5ayCGiueO4YHMJ5DCyQ_wzRO9laFhasnU3Mf7emy5FzeYBI0MM/s320/Holidays+2009+049.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />A <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">monogramed</span> birthday card =<br /><br /><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417446513528175634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglydEL1mHK_q31BZfCh3fHO_E1dd_zMD5SIkOH4JAU4VbKo8Bnj6H58yGYr7PXvoqFm-vkHvIjSjAL5D7xcd093JviHMXl8aFpKCUD454zx_-VIe1cHVfEnvCu-EvJCiTd5OHYqFZJTRk/s320/Holidays+2009+051.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div> <br />The perfect birthday gift for Carrie.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSEc4V6p2Oy285gdRpZfyyf0aaYIq4gCRsYyYjCI1EfH8Bv5pOTpMuKFTJhN1aKk7Bfct7DxQWW0pz-SAIi0vshXfnUiBH8vuNtmLLI7CCekHZa9o0seprPoCe-JRCP7mu8HgPVL9M16c/s1600-h/Holidays+2009+052.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417443446153958370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSEc4V6p2Oy285gdRpZfyyf0aaYIq4gCRsYyYjCI1EfH8Bv5pOTpMuKFTJhN1aKk7Bfct7DxQWW0pz-SAIi0vshXfnUiBH8vuNtmLLI7CCekHZa9o0seprPoCe-JRCP7mu8HgPVL9M16c/s320/Holidays+2009+052.jpg" border="0" /></a> Carrie loved our birthday <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">surprise</span>.<br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Betsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09629063518634391472noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291466108119934450.post-38823742263837513842009-12-19T17:43:00.014-06:002009-12-19T18:21:19.478-06:00Way Behind- Getting Ready for the HolidaysI knew that eventually I would resort back to my old habits of starting something and never finishing. I am going to try really hard not to wait so long to post again. Maybe this is my pre-New Year's resolution.<br /><br /><br /><br />I love the holidays. There is nothing that excites me more than decorationg for Christmas. So before we left to go home for Thanksgiving this year I talked Brittney into decorating the tree.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNDb9iusUUIMisUY8eEkORj8UYSDglgpCrwoLUVU4XWOfl2ZV7ikMK4XbVQVd2dOm_NS3XHfR5_anCs85fzUusmjGiSSfeI4PfMPtdhAQjdeRjpgNR86s5AudIVxlvuBzN00o2eYwLa9U/s1600-h/Holidays+2009+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417104580079816418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNDb9iusUUIMisUY8eEkORj8UYSDglgpCrwoLUVU4XWOfl2ZV7ikMK4XbVQVd2dOm_NS3XHfR5_anCs85fzUusmjGiSSfeI4PfMPtdhAQjdeRjpgNR86s5AudIVxlvuBzN00o2eYwLa9U/s320/Holidays+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /></a> Goodbye fall decorations. Can't wait to see you next year.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO827WMYYqH38X3yvdP49K74HG4tt_oApPE8UBfmYZmJN43fCqHnEh3vRw5tQ_3o0AMbUv_TaWD5XA2X2Xcm8SB0d6FXO2BaGmwciMbeNmJaS_JulwkDFqzRZDEBG6PRj53hoxXfye3Pk/s1600-h/Holidays+2009+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417104195776840962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO827WMYYqH38X3yvdP49K74HG4tt_oApPE8UBfmYZmJN43fCqHnEh3vRw5tQ_3o0AMbUv_TaWD5XA2X2Xcm8SB0d6FXO2BaGmwciMbeNmJaS_JulwkDFqzRZDEBG6PRj53hoxXfye3Pk/s320/Holidays+2009+003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Hello Christmas. I am so glad you are here. I've missed you.</div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX-meTWLqu0WR6sjB5kd1m415KlUkNiL_1uoFrS1xWnYe50wKzkdyISFFMqyg2_YF1lJ71H0ybBKbe4zGH3-6RxKqNNzy83JbhswL1ARZK2pm4DX1Wmgl4BAFavD3HvqTHaKXAzY7v1E0/s1600-h/Holidays+2009+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417103546580999314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX-meTWLqu0WR6sjB5kd1m415KlUkNiL_1uoFrS1xWnYe50wKzkdyISFFMqyg2_YF1lJ71H0ybBKbe4zGH3-6RxKqNNzy83JbhswL1ARZK2pm4DX1Wmgl4BAFavD3HvqTHaKXAzY7v1E0/s320/Holidays+2009+004.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>We just HAD to watch White Christmas while decorating. My personal favorite. Sadly I still have it on VHS.</div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRyodiwfehcNzU9sp4LypTgw3k03d_ZU_ELgToFW4DtYMePDsWkLrCD8ImYmdwxmxcK-6BVD4VMpxABGFS8S6vCYXFm5gl7dVDsmEM9HHy_U1Rparw-vKRbyQUPvQLfmak6IpdJZQE5Wo/s1600-h/Holidays+2009+009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417103137874655490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRyodiwfehcNzU9sp4LypTgw3k03d_ZU_ELgToFW4DtYMePDsWkLrCD8ImYmdwxmxcK-6BVD4VMpxABGFS8S6vCYXFm5gl7dVDsmEM9HHy_U1Rparw-vKRbyQUPvQLfmak6IpdJZQE5Wo/s320/Holidays+2009+009.jpg" border="0" /></a> Hanging the first ornament. My new ornament from Disney World. It's Cinderella's castle.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHhpY-SPfFOVTmJHlbtw1DtfULJZDElNaiJdjRyF5i9r8JtaMbSsUy1YwEZ9N5_Hbxmb-T8xDnNxcK2CU5APtebo-xxANdJseMbr4xzkGVCIa2Wjxg7ykvqkRfepiyh5XsVWE6ubKkCPs/s1600-h/Holidays+2009+016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417099822255323314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHhpY-SPfFOVTmJHlbtw1DtfULJZDElNaiJdjRyF5i9r8JtaMbSsUy1YwEZ9N5_Hbxmb-T8xDnNxcK2CU5APtebo-xxANdJseMbr4xzkGVCIa2Wjxg7ykvqkRfepiyh5XsVWE6ubKkCPs/s320/Holidays+2009+016.jpg" border="0" /></a> We tried to take a picture of ourselves in front of the tree. Why... I don't know. These are some out takes.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimAN3bHQMfgIMpkfd3ekL_ki_Wz1vBx6DVfjk8mxy7goe9q7SwQD6ys_nn0HfX4dymX9I0bBvhpx8ytLBEcK1YtW4wdgHkFoWDbiOksn9M7X2nByXKNn_k957k84bqXqwyBp_0DL0XYwo/s1600-h/Holidays+2009+021.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417098691191500530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimAN3bHQMfgIMpkfd3ekL_ki_Wz1vBx6DVfjk8mxy7goe9q7SwQD6ys_nn0HfX4dymX9I0bBvhpx8ytLBEcK1YtW4wdgHkFoWDbiOksn9M7X2nByXKNn_k957k84bqXqwyBp_0DL0XYwo/s320/Holidays+2009+021.jpg" border="0" /></a> Sorry Britt!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3_v0-bJK8jaKpO1ps3WxWsMZdv5ifQGaDDZr-U0pCITEQMXSV2ahAepKNWPllOw4YKgTewhzLG_IMP9VTYkWdOUIcWoFSjlGOtmrVK6Ma_Naut_i_RyUzIy5K4AnOm8KRXqxmoZpDbUs/s1600-h/Holidays+2009+023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417098180762152626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3_v0-bJK8jaKpO1ps3WxWsMZdv5ifQGaDDZr-U0pCITEQMXSV2ahAepKNWPllOw4YKgTewhzLG_IMP9VTYkWdOUIcWoFSjlGOtmrVK6Ma_Naut_i_RyUzIy5K4AnOm8KRXqxmoZpDbUs/s320/Holidays+2009+023.jpg" border="0" /></a> This is the best one I could find.<br />It was so nice to come home from Thanksgiving and have a decorated house. </div></div></div></div></div>Betsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09629063518634391472noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291466108119934450.post-80103720706194045062009-10-05T19:46:00.011-05:002009-10-05T20:12:28.134-05:00FALL *sigh*<em></em>I love fall and all the fun events that it brings. This fall has been <strong><em>very</em></strong> busy, but so much fun. I think I have been busy every weekend since school started. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_q1PO6kGBW9sHMtD6RQfnmlxJFza-j6EaWO_aqfxHG1OQkEAnv50ifjycNvPseIWlVT-IMXfGZQcRjOHIGWbgY7RgcOIIZRleBzGJqw2MtpZQizACXDemW2c-87hI6SdoHeWgS4DIF4w/s1600-h/Fall+2009+070.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389285183455837506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_q1PO6kGBW9sHMtD6RQfnmlxJFza-j6EaWO_aqfxHG1OQkEAnv50ifjycNvPseIWlVT-IMXfGZQcRjOHIGWbgY7RgcOIIZRleBzGJqw2MtpZQizACXDemW2c-87hI6SdoHeWgS4DIF4w/s320/Fall+2009+070.jpg" border="0" /></a> Fall brings county fairs. Here we are at the Wilson County fair. Very crowded but very worth it.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV1tCTq5uJLInZ0Vd6dkAizj2p9RdUjo1Rpx2u2DWqWJx_mhy-fxonhW9cVkKVKkbnCT2WLUVmWFsE56zy_3Xkq9A3SaIvlY4twg26zHHHPYHIsBjy0FZLAlX0-gQHy364G2l-cJ3dt5k/s1600-h/Fall+2009+052.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389284768599593538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV1tCTq5uJLInZ0Vd6dkAizj2p9RdUjo1Rpx2u2DWqWJx_mhy-fxonhW9cVkKVKkbnCT2WLUVmWFsE56zy_3Xkq9A3SaIvlY4twg26zHHHPYHIsBjy0FZLAlX0-gQHy364G2l-cJ3dt5k/s320/Fall+2009+052.jpg" border="0" /></a> I love the lights of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Ferris</span> wheels at night. I don't love riding <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Ferris</span> wheels.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbN-IQCtF3C0emPE1aghyFdDhskyxgDth8dCEYQdlGtxtHLKE26gBxnFVF7zXp_i7ucbmTFyxSlXaoHagpOl4jDmsePKHOBJoRi4MHcww4B1l2zLS3neahrncvttMsAj8vY4z_HsyFmic/s1600-h/Fall+2009+054.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389284174294733938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbN-IQCtF3C0emPE1aghyFdDhskyxgDth8dCEYQdlGtxtHLKE26gBxnFVF7zXp_i7ucbmTFyxSlXaoHagpOl4jDmsePKHOBJoRi4MHcww4B1l2zLS3neahrncvttMsAj8vY4z_HsyFmic/s320/Fall+2009+054.jpg" border="0" /></a> Waiting in line for a ride that I didn't even ride.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDqFgPsMVsVr1fqgOd5alnYoLd0t1meYpeDZd2GksNXh8vVQZZDv3cV3uBYJ6_PuJffvgTgMPduTDPfXqYQVrcyps-uLVMQgvuKhX-YDuKzASMuD9uLeOkBNn4vula6IQh_7PYeQbLqCY/s1600-h/Fall+2009+073.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389283807750034274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDqFgPsMVsVr1fqgOd5alnYoLd0t1meYpeDZd2GksNXh8vVQZZDv3cV3uBYJ6_PuJffvgTgMPduTDPfXqYQVrcyps-uLVMQgvuKhX-YDuKzASMuD9uLeOkBNn4vula6IQh_7PYeQbLqCY/s320/Fall+2009+073.jpg" border="0" /></a>What kind of southern girls would we be if we didn't get something fried at the fair. We chose to split fried <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">oreos</span>. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">YUMMMM</span>!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj1d3FLABlWB6aNEeWdxv7S-f7oamU06IFsalyEu9jzHk9sIPulXzBDai-pyXDY4MIv3_OD7vj-SP-rPuU1IgMD33e5G1rFjBxhktU1GJKUurGPfOAEgooQ0Cb3hFQbBHPkn6LgmRV2CM/s1600-h/Nashville+Girls.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389283548451574514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj1d3FLABlWB6aNEeWdxv7S-f7oamU06IFsalyEu9jzHk9sIPulXzBDai-pyXDY4MIv3_OD7vj-SP-rPuU1IgMD33e5G1rFjBxhktU1GJKUurGPfOAEgooQ0Cb3hFQbBHPkn6LgmRV2CM/s320/Nashville+Girls.jpg" border="0" /></a> Next fall took us to Virginia for Jennifer's wedding. Here were are at the reception. We might have gotten lost in Virginia and missed the wedding ceremony... maybe.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrpJ4Qzngp2DcUrKYGF5ZMHm2uV7UAvUyZvk-2YCgW2AxoXoQTvS6xK_Ob08OGPUcH4w-FSyExTznjUku9UdL_rE5Qn6CNrGnAfKe6lDdiyTL2lXynq3AT1Ukij5kAMzh_SPtHUdPpIRU/s1600-h/Fall+2009+046.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389283319819353074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrpJ4Qzngp2DcUrKYGF5ZMHm2uV7UAvUyZvk-2YCgW2AxoXoQTvS6xK_Ob08OGPUcH4w-FSyExTznjUku9UdL_rE5Qn6CNrGnAfKe6lDdiyTL2lXynq3AT1Ukij5kAMzh_SPtHUdPpIRU/s320/Fall+2009+046.jpg" border="0" /></a> And finally Laura and Luke's wedding. It <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">definitely</span> felt like fall as you can see from the picture.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwEJmUPtO-40l7Dpz2CkB3RpBz0DizWVKdqhcQdmD4xIr13waKR_B7TA-tIf0E_QoiX9M3Db4tllf13KNTOYfjVd-CmkxDiUEJRt8W4YT1xkRfhAs7WYU3QPkJVVqNgMlLUlmTbpmZ5_E/s1600-h/Fall+2009+043.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389282920023911266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwEJmUPtO-40l7Dpz2CkB3RpBz0DizWVKdqhcQdmD4xIr13waKR_B7TA-tIf0E_QoiX9M3Db4tllf13KNTOYfjVd-CmkxDiUEJRt8W4YT1xkRfhAs7WYU3QPkJVVqNgMlLUlmTbpmZ5_E/s320/Fall+2009+043.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />They had their ceremony and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">reception</span> at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Burrit</span> on the Mountain in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Huntsville</span>. This was the view. It was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">absolutely</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">gorgeous</span>. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXI933eqYJYiWBXkY6Lg48_sz7By4Z22karNcWmozASnL1NB1DGo4DxB_WgcYe3bokXtVnUY-3pdNQAcZbDINacaALKKcmCw4Ey3WYqv2-DyVo1We7bsrCtc_oEm0OGNE6xs3oeuiDFiQ/s1600-h/Fall+2009+042.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389282502264576834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXI933eqYJYiWBXkY6Lg48_sz7By4Z22karNcWmozASnL1NB1DGo4DxB_WgcYe3bokXtVnUY-3pdNQAcZbDINacaALKKcmCw4Ey3WYqv2-DyVo1We7bsrCtc_oEm0OGNE6xs3oeuiDFiQ/s320/Fall+2009+042.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />What a perfect fall night. </div></div></div></div></div></div>Betsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09629063518634391472noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291466108119934450.post-52927766152385091482009-08-23T20:21:00.017-05:002009-08-23T21:03:30.957-05:00Road TripThis weekend Brittney, Sarah, Mindy, and I took a little road trip to Atlanta to visit our friend Katie. After surviving the first week of school we felt we needed a little getaway.<br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9v_YYumnqqxsDJ9wo1HQjeceJ0GuvPx83bFubtRim_7CCPJfNXKNRxZeztkdHsDm8fgc4AUq3pcEkP2QPp7jfTu2uu14JJtBAQfC9Hs67ECnAqJPs3MUendItJJby-gugVXUda5rWBd0/s1600-h/Fall+2009+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373337679959040562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9v_YYumnqqxsDJ9wo1HQjeceJ0GuvPx83bFubtRim_7CCPJfNXKNRxZeztkdHsDm8fgc4AUq3pcEkP2QPp7jfTu2uu14JJtBAQfC9Hs67ECnAqJPs3MUendItJJby-gugVXUda5rWBd0/s320/Fall+2009+003.jpg" border="0" /></a> We didn't get to Atlanta till late Friday night so we had to make up for that on Saturday. We started the day off my doing what we do best...shopping. Katie took us to this fun outdoor shopping center, Atlantic Station.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH4XF64nPK34jyFkdQXyoWGDP6y8hK1aiP6dAPE5eqOh6ML4Kd_dEtYoY-e4d9GU8E3750qlR0bR5FQvekQS6ym3D3KUKbdxM41LzGIGnbo7teshG0FRwevJ8YRrk-udq8T0ENwgz4_ro/s1600-h/Fall+2009+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373337537626232178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH4XF64nPK34jyFkdQXyoWGDP6y8hK1aiP6dAPE5eqOh6ML4Kd_dEtYoY-e4d9GU8E3750qlR0bR5FQvekQS6ym3D3KUKbdxM41LzGIGnbo7teshG0FRwevJ8YRrk-udq8T0ENwgz4_ro/s320/Fall+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />My favorite store that we don't have in Nashville, H & M. Oddly I didn't buy any clothes there. We shopped, ate lunch, went to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">IKEA</span>, and drove around the same block about 20 times trying to get to the interstate... and yes we had a GPS.</p><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiesxgDHfLvM41VF9ZExvxFophf1wBzteHZvgF7miItF1K123IpMJek_fEzROo6sHKu4Zt5wMqosjpDorz_XdA0ASS9YjfGFDnIUC87pEBpjcjzPnf0_CauhjW-Ra0Z4i6XZIL4EdEm6H0/s1600-h/Fall+2009+014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373337017515154002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiesxgDHfLvM41VF9ZExvxFophf1wBzteHZvgF7miItF1K123IpMJek_fEzROo6sHKu4Zt5wMqosjpDorz_XdA0ASS9YjfGFDnIUC87pEBpjcjzPnf0_CauhjW-Ra0Z4i6XZIL4EdEm6H0/s320/Fall+2009+014.jpg" border="0" /></a> We finally made our way to Turner Field. Once we found the interstate we didn't have any trouble getting to the game...except for turning down the wrong way on a one way street. Here we all are. <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoqkok8n3oSiPJ4FDyEABKU0Z07MP5eINZCM18kfXQ9HN5Kg4wX6RXGinPivPSveUoNB_QYSF268iIL2sEIzM3lmCnkJn4uVL0ccTVL1xeIIcjGKYHXdbPT8nvtqfcgRP2QFzhfegQwt0/s1600-h/Fall+2009+015.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373336854843450898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoqkok8n3oSiPJ4FDyEABKU0Z07MP5eINZCM18kfXQ9HN5Kg4wX6RXGinPivPSveUoNB_QYSF268iIL2sEIzM3lmCnkJn4uVL0ccTVL1xeIIcjGKYHXdbPT8nvtqfcgRP2QFzhfegQwt0/s320/Fall+2009+015.jpg" border="0" /></a>When we walked into the stadium Mindy made fast friends with a man that worked for the Braves. He asked to look at our ticket. We were sitting in the nose bleed section. Our new friend told us we could not sit all the way up there and that he would come and get us in the 3rd inning and move us down.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIzBevZ0Zrj0ujLeaqd805UkUR6igZGAUp-Qk11cGZwBHpporqRtI2Ti0N8eCYmrzziIYqe-qr3ilnD4-37fubB3zhJOsr3zLxOeZljb9c45CIBmWbB6JrS5_a_JhYaYdA_0t3WeMkaZY/s1600-h/Fall+2009+016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373336646821805266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIzBevZ0Zrj0ujLeaqd805UkUR6igZGAUp-Qk11cGZwBHpporqRtI2Ti0N8eCYmrzziIYqe-qr3ilnD4-37fubB3zhJOsr3zLxOeZljb9c45CIBmWbB6JrS5_a_JhYaYdA_0t3WeMkaZY/s320/Fall+2009+016.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />So we made the trek to our nosebleed seats. Don't you love the skyline in the background.<br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguIkXFIQV5YsiIetHapuNlfK6Pi_QVSrhiFistJU64fXlfotyR-KdzYPXJwnGox7UxgTy0PUH1aip_QPTdzy9Dnw3XFwpAq0_wazGL02x9nSf4SY66w8HOqO0xiqjrInMdbbc-jtTIBTQ/s1600-h/Fall+2009+021.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373336437809451842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguIkXFIQV5YsiIetHapuNlfK6Pi_QVSrhiFistJU64fXlfotyR-KdzYPXJwnGox7UxgTy0PUH1aip_QPTdzy9Dnw3XFwpAq0_wazGL02x9nSf4SY66w8HOqO0xiqjrInMdbbc-jtTIBTQ/s320/Fall+2009+021.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Mindy and Katie trying to stay cool in the blazing sun.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqega79pgYPc7H4blnFqgohaViP-H3KGyIrsrvdXFKEiu46A0Z_lCnr2n5RXxjV2NHFvYJogF7ahlfJuorJS1HO6KFBbKGKGXRZgV2iiyZ4ZrGT16FwwkwXpLQil_o9A4ieWEIEzP32nM/s1600-h/Fall+2009+024.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373336202251518354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqega79pgYPc7H4blnFqgohaViP-H3KGyIrsrvdXFKEiu46A0Z_lCnr2n5RXxjV2NHFvYJogF7ahlfJuorJS1HO6KFBbKGKGXRZgV2iiyZ4ZrGT16FwwkwXpLQil_o9A4ieWEIEzP32nM/s320/Fall+2009+024.jpg" border="0" /></a> Sarah found the only shade when Brittney stood up to take our picture.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6KbjQoufOmBou0aOensID1a7DjKhI6xvl8h3dpavO33KEjYxbDV-TowX86UAHVUotPVEtfNdU06wCufy3z_BawXoGAv2Jti4HV4EXIyHABbK5v2mszk4Xh7DLHaEX9M0H-YsRZScpBPQ/s1600-h/Fall+2009+030.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373335994923432146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6KbjQoufOmBou0aOensID1a7DjKhI6xvl8h3dpavO33KEjYxbDV-TowX86UAHVUotPVEtfNdU06wCufy3z_BawXoGAv2Jti4HV4EXIyHABbK5v2mszk4Xh7DLHaEX9M0H-YsRZScpBPQ/s320/Fall+2009+030.jpg" border="0" /></a> Then right before the game started our new friend Steve came and found us and told us he was moving us down! At this point we thought we were probably being moved to the lower upper level.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZnkMJEoo_twGNnhe0XXjWzwfOj9xCb8ezepOuqwyDw18IUyCRvGuEgEP1ij5UVHGURNXT7WnbgKKq5PiXXkC1BsZAlc-EL6rGARSCj9oAXgXU6bP9gNFsHh5f7g0xevQu6eNlHtFnvZ4/s1600-h/Fall+2009+025.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373335855134273506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZnkMJEoo_twGNnhe0XXjWzwfOj9xCb8ezepOuqwyDw18IUyCRvGuEgEP1ij5UVHGURNXT7WnbgKKq5PiXXkC1BsZAlc-EL6rGARSCj9oAXgXU6bP9gNFsHh5f7g0xevQu6eNlHtFnvZ4/s320/Fall+2009+025.jpg" border="0" /></a> Then our new friend gave us all FREE HATS! We were already <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">ecstatic</span> at this point. The only catch we had to sing Happy Birthday to this little boy who came to his first Braves game for his birthday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrw6GV1OnQgfkFiLeEbX6emd9RyNcXTO_ydP7Hs9bwBfLhhUrenbQOjsNiauXVoiBmnNwgRqfCzfzKgHePnE31RIUHgCUPEJVyxtqTn8b_RhID_x7Gl_jj9USWMY6uI1xl5ZLj4pi7-Sc/s1600-h/Fall+2009+027.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373335614185509986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrw6GV1OnQgfkFiLeEbX6emd9RyNcXTO_ydP7Hs9bwBfLhhUrenbQOjsNiauXVoiBmnNwgRqfCzfzKgHePnE31RIUHgCUPEJVyxtqTn8b_RhID_x7Gl_jj9USWMY6uI1xl5ZLj4pi7-Sc/s320/Fall+2009+027.jpg" border="0" /></a>You can only imagine the excitement among us when we got on an elevator and ended up here. Right on the 3rd baseline.<br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ1YXUplLJq-S5HYAATjs0KmZ__HZwbiNWkWWoTmPUuZk0gD9guCc-_UecmZ3eip5zZbVaXlYEhQuaJz1NFKlmco-iU4z21JP7OTGIkfRoPjMJkI30e7Nmn-9VC2UPgiULnl845piiQ6Q/s1600-h/Fall+2009+028.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373335373007211090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ1YXUplLJq-S5HYAATjs0KmZ__HZwbiNWkWWoTmPUuZk0gD9guCc-_UecmZ3eip5zZbVaXlYEhQuaJz1NFKlmco-iU4z21JP7OTGIkfRoPjMJkI30e7Nmn-9VC2UPgiULnl845piiQ6Q/s320/Fall+2009+028.jpg" border="0" /></a> Can you see what good seats we had?!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMx8ma9B7VvlmLWQYtCjqhwpJeP1WL3bYJIN-sMJNtlVlcb-S9D4NdKZ015guS86LSJwdRKb9fmVmiq5k4j6JDH84tUHSL-gH7IFeQstiaBt4GaLMvrsZDeql7FGR8Ohz4IGceRi1bNyY/s1600-h/Fall+2009+041.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373335090854287538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMx8ma9B7VvlmLWQYtCjqhwpJeP1WL3bYJIN-sMJNtlVlcb-S9D4NdKZ015guS86LSJwdRKb9fmVmiq5k4j6JDH84tUHSL-gH7IFeQstiaBt4GaLMvrsZDeql7FGR8Ohz4IGceRi1bNyY/s320/Fall+2009+041.jpg" border="0" /></a> Group shot in our new and improved seats!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhk4-iZslYMxCeO9WuTC94zUNokABiO_Z95vQtaeQfkGo5gvawH8wUvWNw4Ig6R-9PEO4l_mUihPc-_AahWOtiXaFm28d-QM8QaMciIaytt3nkSxiqYXAwqwuyMGx8xIPPur2EpfohKfg/s1600-h/Fall+2009+032.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373334927107665826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhk4-iZslYMxCeO9WuTC94zUNokABiO_Z95vQtaeQfkGo5gvawH8wUvWNw4Ig6R-9PEO4l_mUihPc-_AahWOtiXaFm28d-QM8QaMciIaytt3nkSxiqYXAwqwuyMGx8xIPPur2EpfohKfg/s320/Fall+2009+032.jpg" border="0" /></a> I had to include this picture especially for Katie. This Asian couple sat in front of us. They were so into the game. The lady would stand up and cheer anytime Chipper Jones came up to bat. She would yell out <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Chippa</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Jowns</span>... I love <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Chippa</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Jowns</span>.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEbNW_GiMqGuKUyUJRv1TsTq2cGAZbDnrrzJ3AtvjhZg7OIkqS28k3fFYMiCUSMJGuKe3cOZoEvJWS4pq3PvPzLGIy7BGWLbjvJOl5P8vWKI440NwC6Ig-CR4sNO_-x0u7A6-3epdLyVs/s1600-h/Fall+2009+036.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373334679329490066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEbNW_GiMqGuKUyUJRv1TsTq2cGAZbDnrrzJ3AtvjhZg7OIkqS28k3fFYMiCUSMJGuKe3cOZoEvJWS4pq3PvPzLGIy7BGWLbjvJOl5P8vWKI440NwC6Ig-CR4sNO_-x0u7A6-3epdLyVs/s320/Fall+2009+036.jpg" border="0" /></a> The Braves won, we got free hats, and we only got lost once on the way home. We had an awesome day.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikZtY9mTXhWsPr6WVJ0cfQ0C_tR5J8Mjng_d1gN5ktLqQHIu-l56xdLs2D3MmhFW_VT5DOujQnSMr6OH0o3paEdWVvOtbmLLZZjIL8JsZcQpbi3Lrm1czU7MHcxsASMLuZBGbq7wBOcgE/s1600-h/Fall+2009+040.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373334483703951490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikZtY9mTXhWsPr6WVJ0cfQ0C_tR5J8Mjng_d1gN5ktLqQHIu-l56xdLs2D3MmhFW_VT5DOujQnSMr6OH0o3paEdWVvOtbmLLZZjIL8JsZcQpbi3Lrm1czU7MHcxsASMLuZBGbq7wBOcgE/s320/Fall+2009+040.jpg" border="0" /></a> Last group shot at lunch today. We thought we all <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">coordinated</span> well with our solid colored dresses. One man at church even asked if we were a sorority. I guess we might look like one...we do tend to travel in large groups of mostly girls :) Our trip to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Atlanta</span> was the perfect weekend getaway. I am pretty sure we are <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">definitely</span> planning on another trip to Atlanta...we only got to spend 30 minutes in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Ikea</span>!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Betsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09629063518634391472noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291466108119934450.post-2506043188975830372009-08-16T21:19:00.006-05:002009-08-16T21:34:41.695-05:00ooooh la-la!Things have been so CRAZY with the start of school. Friday was a first great day of school but I was exhausted Friday night. Thankfully I was able to rest up enough to participate in this fun night. Jennifer's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">bachelorette</span> party!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqYwBCGSnOkCrtCxtocXzEJi4yI-_J638J-FNVjQh6vHnoxKFzb2tg-43K8irJkmeMrNgyXEv4yvcVdRn-J-fqzpx11zY7vYH1Xarw66H0wHR_tuJchWq2DOosi0U_OelDSSuE9IyX5Pk/s1600-h/Summer+2009+116.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370752404692057714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqYwBCGSnOkCrtCxtocXzEJi4yI-_J638J-FNVjQh6vHnoxKFzb2tg-43K8irJkmeMrNgyXEv4yvcVdRn-J-fqzpx11zY7vYH1Xarw66H0wHR_tuJchWq2DOosi0U_OelDSSuE9IyX5Pk/s320/Summer+2009+116.jpg" border="0" /></a> We started the night right by eating snacks and cake at Brooke's house. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Jennifer</span> opened her gifts here. You can see by the look on her face she totally enjoyed opening all her gifts.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfDr44_qCEKqqZUlfFv0NWiWKIlEasRopLeTCXhzr7cRf9Q5PNTHpPAiin2CMXbBWubQ9E6Mzot0o8FWE156WLo76-EMgB9dD8xEbqOUxEH11CUWR_2PejUFijcGdOdXB-O_fTrulfzhs/s1600-h/Summer+2009+145.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370752145582788050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfDr44_qCEKqqZUlfFv0NWiWKIlEasRopLeTCXhzr7cRf9Q5PNTHpPAiin2CMXbBWubQ9E6Mzot0o8FWE156WLo76-EMgB9dD8xEbqOUxEH11CUWR_2PejUFijcGdOdXB-O_fTrulfzhs/s320/Summer+2009+145.jpg" border="0" /></a> The brides to be. Jennifer first and then Laura.<br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370751960191587154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ5hyU9SFUjZQ5uemoje6Np6G9lRd8mR3G8yFOelu62cX8dhLFIh9QYiOV0NVFjD6BOzuAZPU_LwtWpJomasxGtbeVxWrA7Q0XbG8pM8oU2JFtQanF-5VjpJ_es6lKBs9bUYjXi36rJHI/s320/Summer+2009+149.jpg" border="0" />Two of my favorite people. I thank God constantly for bringing these girls into my life.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilEU09EpMConGZGIs0NshHXNKQNUve2YSiEiQXUkmvctrgk8KJuih6rAeWgne-gHlTmY1LGGJNR6NgrDhU0DGLtitZXbQT8PrUyXtS9SIdktsNn08UDtFSbWcSDr1-evPBlXq8lrcTPKk/s1600-h/Summer+2009+153.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370751796794719378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilEU09EpMConGZGIs0NshHXNKQNUve2YSiEiQXUkmvctrgk8KJuih6rAeWgne-gHlTmY1LGGJNR6NgrDhU0DGLtitZXbQT8PrUyXtS9SIdktsNn08UDtFSbWcSDr1-evPBlXq8lrcTPKk/s320/Summer+2009+153.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br />And of course Jennifer couldn't have made it through the night without a little <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">embarrassment</span>. We went to eat at the Hard Rock Cafe downtown and then go line dancing at the Wild Horse. We actually got in free because Jennifer was the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">bachelorette</span>... but sadly my camera batteries died so no pictures from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Wildhorse</span>.Betsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09629063518634391472noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291466108119934450.post-81868122761386029102009-08-08T14:46:00.006-05:002009-08-08T15:05:49.074-05:00Gang's All Here!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzRFL6RwSr8_-BZYtfpjqJJIe3fyiEOIgqBbBI6VFuX37Q5KsMxxopgz2t2vLvl7fT5WFxZtElAK8BA5EVJip0pV375jQD6qPEc2G7JSCxWzupQSU7GsizvFolqMI1dlG_yOnMmnhJPGE/s1600-h/Summer+2009+105.jpg"></a>Weekend Update...except this is from last weekend. I have been extremely busy working in my classroom this week and been too tired to blog at night. I already am a bad blogger. But I am doing this for me and not for others so maybe I am not a bad blogger, maybe.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBVG6gHITG5Kp1iN4tnhyxlvubX9v2s19Ptu_b-k6bEadBLO1Kt_z6UJQTnYcqrFZsUsyeSZr0ZzIkg6NS7e3BU52ZdZPmIP6N8nCJT_wiwa8BLbEGdflZEiM33t-Kv-YTQQOfToPm0II/s1600-h/Summer+2009+106.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367682352954831474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBVG6gHITG5Kp1iN4tnhyxlvubX9v2s19Ptu_b-k6bEadBLO1Kt_z6UJQTnYcqrFZsUsyeSZr0ZzIkg6NS7e3BU52ZdZPmIP6N8nCJT_wiwa8BLbEGdflZEiM33t-Kv-YTQQOfToPm0II/s320/Summer+2009+106.jpg" border="0" /></a> Last weekend Mindy and Lauren came to visit from Huntsville. I always love when they come to visit. I love my friends from college. Brittany P., now <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">BrittanyG</span>. but I don't call her that, met us for dinner. After dinner was the best <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">surprise</span> of all. We got to have coffee with our friend Katie. Katie and her husband Allen now live in Atlanta. It was so good to catch up with her and see how happy she is. Thank to Allen for taking the picture. Of course we had to go to Starbucks but this is not just any Starbucks. This is our Starbucks that we spent many hours at in college. Especially when we lived in the dorm and had no place to hang out but <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">each other's</span> rooms. Oh, if only those <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Starbucks</span> tables and walls could talk they would tell of the many hilarious, serious, and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">wonderful</span> conversations we had there. The sad part of the evening was that Brittney H. was on vacation and couldn't be there. We all missed her.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtK3eUjU7i-JH-ZlWrVfmV4LPtG5eMCsj3uC6rGoyzye4o6EIXeCQCYN3hnRQ7TvAqgiTv2IlvVmSD3pPb4PBhID8Oz1-rX3WziD-z4Z-iDZycsIf8CQ4sOMob4U3jnbkAlK4xRO3Nyac/s1600-h/Summer+2009+108.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367682204892702338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtK3eUjU7i-JH-ZlWrVfmV4LPtG5eMCsj3uC6rGoyzye4o6EIXeCQCYN3hnRQ7TvAqgiTv2IlvVmSD3pPb4PBhID8Oz1-rX3WziD-z4Z-iDZycsIf8CQ4sOMob4U3jnbkAlK4xRO3Nyac/s320/Summer+2009+108.jpg" border="0" /></a> On Saturday my Mom came to visit. She originally came to help in my classroom but we were unable to get into the building. So we do what my mom and I do best... SHOP! We headed down to downtown Franklin to check out the shops. I love little <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">downtown's</span> like this<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYYkmRYeHJ4iIAX0_UbHoS9Nmjt0g_33dlTYgwnovWJ2FN0RKRQxJXjJPbV70ilUY9f6S-RbnYFomMxjS1tpwqoy_w06b4jq82If1ufdGSPhfXMrkEBvMLac6tpkIUxkjggJ-btMl3gNg/s1600-h/Summer+2009+109.jpg">!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367682078702907186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYYkmRYeHJ4iIAX0_UbHoS9Nmjt0g_33dlTYgwnovWJ2FN0RKRQxJXjJPbV70ilUY9f6S-RbnYFomMxjS1tpwqoy_w06b4jq82If1ufdGSPhfXMrkEBvMLac6tpkIUxkjggJ-btMl3gNg/s320/Summer+2009+109.jpg" border="0" /></a> I showed my mom all around Franklin and Spring Hill trying to convince her she needs to move over this way. She did not like that I took this picture of her by herself. </div><div></div><div></div><div>Coming soon... I redecorated my bathroom and my classroom at school. I hope put some pictures up soon. The beginning of school is always so crazy! I am just trying to enjoy my last weekend of summer before school starts back.<br /><div></div></div></div>Betsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09629063518634391472noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291466108119934450.post-39806125753526084812009-07-30T20:24:00.008-05:002009-07-30T20:55:50.160-05:00Goodbye SummerToday was my last day of work at my summer job. I have been blessed to work at my church with the children's ministry. 5 years ago I began as a summer intern. That year Suzanne had been my teacher for an education class. She posted an ad needing a summer intern. Orginally I the ad caught my eye because I thought it was a babysitting ad. Little did I know what God had in store for me. I enjoying coming to work each day at church. There is never a dull moment and the people are the best to work with. Here are some of the awesome ladies I get to work with. This picture is from Sarah's wedding. ( Thanks Fawn, I swiped it off Facebook and that is why it might be a little blury).<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0GTV306WvP9Zdq6991yc7xiIENyoyAwQghMPtWj29Vdf2r7F11c-GyLTju7RStZ_k0EMQlGpqQftjx5UJr4-oD8-AIeiinTl06s0lesBW0sr8IJBQt1AwlAzfqom4Ek7gagoY1Tz34gQ/s1600-h/sarah"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364432642353891490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0GTV306WvP9Zdq6991yc7xiIENyoyAwQghMPtWj29Vdf2r7F11c-GyLTju7RStZ_k0EMQlGpqQftjx5UJr4-oD8-AIeiinTl06s0lesBW0sr8IJBQt1AwlAzfqom4Ek7gagoY1Tz34gQ/s320/sarah's+wedding.jpg" border="0" /></a> I also get to work with Suzanne each summer. We are very different people but we really work well together. She has been a wonderful mentor to me these past 5 years not only with children's ministry but also because she was a teacher at one time. I made her take this picture today even though I know she didn't want to, but Judy and her amamzing photographry skills saved the day. Thanks Judy!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjShKbUwA5BRYNLhSQkY0k_7jQxuz-YWcebRBrGwYuL63n7d5L0TpwMGmVaKmosB-26yfisvuzphqGnpPERtrRRoQVZP9-zhWVaKxeQvuqDFCyPW2hGKx1b6quaD2MQmkybKFbgf7TeT7M/s1600-h/Summer+2009+094.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364432564213528402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjShKbUwA5BRYNLhSQkY0k_7jQxuz-YWcebRBrGwYuL63n7d5L0TpwMGmVaKmosB-26yfisvuzphqGnpPERtrRRoQVZP9-zhWVaKxeQvuqDFCyPW2hGKx1b6quaD2MQmkybKFbgf7TeT7M/s320/Summer+2009+094.jpg" border="0" /></a> It always makes me a little sad to leave because I love working with all the wonderful people and it means that school is just around the corner and summer is coming to an end. Just wanted to share a little bit about the wonderful summer job that I have.<br /><div align="center">Coming soon...repainting my bathroom. We'll see how it goes.</div>Betsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09629063518634391472noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291466108119934450.post-42429389390487097752009-07-29T22:10:00.006-05:002009-07-29T22:51:21.010-05:0015 Ways to Charm Her<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFNlU2XFA5evvosZ_v5vtBGV5nd9YZknUXyrufgdODBNXD6eKrsSTcD7LPU3A57M6zv0xOFg4wYffUiqoLDTCVT-McsNC18XeWAxu5YgVZpUQ7Wyw1F1Yl-6Atl_dYO5sj36Di_wwCkN4/s1600-h/cover-07-2009-sm.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364086167384091938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFNlU2XFA5evvosZ_v5vtBGV5nd9YZknUXyrufgdODBNXD6eKrsSTcD7LPU3A57M6zv0xOFg4wYffUiqoLDTCVT-McsNC18XeWAxu5YgVZpUQ7Wyw1F1Yl-6Atl_dYO5sj36Di_wwCkN4/s320/cover-07-2009-sm.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Last weekend I went to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Sweetwater</span> to visit for the weekend. My wonderful mother always puts her Southern Living magazines,that she has already read, in my room for me to read. So sweet! This article in the back of the magazine caught my eye and being a single southern girl I just had to share. </div><div align="center"><strong>15 Ways to Charm Her</strong></div><div align="center">Want to impress a Southern girl? Just think "What would my grandfather have done?"</div><div align="center">1. Stand up for a lady</div><div align="center">2. Know that the SEC had the best football teams in the nation( Amen! <span style="color:#ff6600;">Go Vols!</span><span style="color:#333333;">)</span></div><div align="center">3. Kill Bugs!</div><div align="center">4. Hold doors open( Most guys have this one covered in their defense)</div><div align="center">5. Fix things or build stuff( I recently had a conversation about this)</div><div align="center">6. Wear boots occasionally- not the fancy I paid $1000 for these. We're talking slightly, mud crusted I just came out of the fields boots.( My dad wears boots and I like to make fun of him for this but I secretly love this about him.)</div><div align="center">7. Take off your hat inside.</div><div align="center">8. Grill stuff.</div><div align="center">9. Call us.</div><div align="center">10. Stand when we come back to the dinner table.</div><div align="center">11.Pull out our chairs.</div><div align="center">12. Pay the tab on the first few dates.</div><div align="center">13. Don't show up in a wrinkled, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">untucked</span> shirt.</div><div align="center">14. Never get in bar fights.</div><div align="center">15. Know how to mix our favorite cocktail just the way we like it.( <em>or know to go to Sonic to get us a large diet coke- I added this. :)Diet Coke would be my cocktail of choice. )</em></div><div align="center"><em></em></div><div align="center">I hope this is not <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">plagiarizing</span>! Please don't report me. What would you add to this list?</div><div align="center"></div>Betsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09629063518634391472noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291466108119934450.post-29812977086868740202009-07-29T20:19:00.006-05:002009-07-29T21:53:16.792-05:00Joining the Bandwagon<span style="color:#333333;">So here is my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">attempt</span> at starting a blog. I have heard a lot about blogs lately and was introduced to blogs by another blogger. Once I began looking at all these blogs I became slightly <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">obsessed</span>...maybe even a little <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">stalkerish</span>. Not really <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">stalkerish</span> but I did realize how much I enjoyed seeing what other people were up to and I found a lot of encouragement from people's blogs that I found that I didn't even know. Now I find myself waiting for people to update their blogs. I have also seen how God has used the blogging world to his advantage. I have heard and seen for myself so many situations where a blog was started or mentioned to me about praying for a certain situation. I have also read several blogs where people had written very encouraging post. Most of the people's blogs that I have kept up with are married or married with children. I thought who wants to hear about a single girls life. Then I began thinking I live a pretty fun life and at least this will help me keep an account of this season of my life. Also I pray that God will let this encourage someone like so many blogs have encouraged me. My principal is <em>always</em> encouraging the teachers at my school to get to know everyone's <em>story</em> in life. I am not very good at sharing personal things about myself so I also pray that this will help me to be more open and share my story with more people. So here it goes... My First Post!</span>Betsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09629063518634391472noreply@blogger.com0