<?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-1501658795614545704</id><updated>2012-02-04T15:38:47.405-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Random Mrs.</title><subtitle type='html'>a little bit of this...a little bit of that</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>129</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-2307461910206108239</id><published>2012-02-04T15:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T15:38:47.415-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Postpartum is...</title><content type='html'>The worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on and on about my experience so far, but I won't. I'll try to keep it to a few sentences...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain is surprisingly...eh, painful. I can't believe they don't prescribe pain pills for it.&amp;nbsp;Ibuprofen&amp;nbsp;didn't even touch the surface. Thank goodness I had hydrocodone left over from my kidney issues that I took. Seriously, one night the pain was so bad that I almost went to the ER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions are all over the place. I am so happy one day and sobbing the next day over how frustratingly difficult it is to be at home with a newborn. I love her, but she is pretty boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dehydration is a serious issue. I didn't realize that I had to drink so much water. If you think you've had enough, you haven't. Drink some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow this kid will be one month old. It's gone by really quickly and I am glad about it. Every day she gets a little more interesting. I think by week 6 or 8, I'll be hoping that it doesn't go by so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here is a funny picture. Baby Hoff*.&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/-EFYX67tarJM/Ty2lAxoMPhI/AAAAAAAACyM/dKDXvXKuaBw/s1600/IMAG0837.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EFYX67tarJM/Ty2lAxoMPhI/AAAAAAAACyM/dKDXvXKuaBw/s400/IMAG0837.jpg" width="238" /&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;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*seriously?! please tell me you don't need an explanation for this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-2307461910206108239?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/2307461910206108239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=2307461910206108239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/2307461910206108239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/2307461910206108239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2012/02/postpartum-is.html' title='Postpartum is...'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EFYX67tarJM/Ty2lAxoMPhI/AAAAAAAACyM/dKDXvXKuaBw/s72-c/IMAG0837.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-2556056357672045970</id><published>2012-01-25T20:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T20:13:55.318-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birth Story</title><content type='html'>The night before Ava's due date, I was talking to Pete and mentioned how funny it would be if she arrived the next day. I had been referring to myself as a statistic since my miscarriage in October 2010. I never thought I would experience that and then I did. I never thought I would suffer from a kidney stone and then I did. I never expected to be hospitalized with&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/12/final-countdown.html"&gt;hydronephrosis&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and then I was. I didn't think I would test positive for &lt;a href="http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmedhealth/PMH0002342/"&gt;Group B strep &lt;/a&gt;and then I did. So why not continue with it and give me a baby on her actual due date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at about 5:30 on Sunday morning to some mild contractions. They were pretty regular, but not severe. I moved out to the couch to writhe around in pain and time them while Pete slept in. He taught at church and I didn't want him to be tired. I remember texting Farrah at about 7am telling her the "news". She immediately called me all excited and proclaimed that I was going to have a baby today. I told her to calm down and not to get too excited yet. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main focus was resting and trying to take naps in between pain. Oddly enough, my doctor called at about 10:30. He was on call at the hospital and noticed that he had overbooked himself for our induction on Wednesday. He was asking if we could reschedule for Tuesday. I told him sure and that I was actually about to give him a call because of my contractions. He basically shrugged me off and told me to rest and that it could be a false alarm. If they got worse, I should come in. I thought it was pretty funny that he was pretty much trying to convince that I wasn't in labor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was. I woke up from my nap at noon and had to go to the bathroom. Immediately upon relieving myself, I felt the worst contraction. It sent horrible pain through my body and I broke out in a sweat. I decided that if this was how it was going to continue, I needed to get to the hospital as soon as possible. By this time, Pete had decided it was best to skip church. Good idea considering I immediately began to throw some last minute items into my hospital bag and told Pete to get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't time the next contractions. They were so painful that I was throwing up and could barely move. We were in the car by 12:30 and I was on the phone to Farrah in tears on the way over. I told her to let the rest of the family know and to stay put until further notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete dropped me off at the front where I signed in and waited for the nurse to bring me back. It's a weird thing to stand in the waiting room while in labor. Weird and tortuous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were admitted and when they checked me I was dilated to a 3 and 100% effaced (earlier that week I was at a 2 and 70% effaced). I waited about 45 minutes and through another bout of&amp;nbsp;nausea&amp;nbsp;before asking for the epidural. I had hoped that I could hold out longer, but it is horrible pain and I didn't want to mess with any other pain aids. You can't concentrate on anything but it and it is exhausting. How do women go through it naturally and then have the strength when it comes time to push?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My&amp;nbsp;anesthesiologist's&amp;nbsp;name was Lennie. I took this as a good sign, considering that's my own nickname. I&amp;nbsp;politely&amp;nbsp;asked him not to paralyze me before he did his thing. He was great and it was not at all as bad as I thought. I felt relief soon after and was able to relax and rest. It was an amazing relief. I highly recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They checked me again and I was dilated to a 4. The next step was to break my water. Of course, when the laborer came in to do so, she found that my water had already broken on its own. I was very thankful for this&amp;nbsp;occurring&amp;nbsp;naturally. From there, I basically rested while Pete went out to get a sandwich and my mom visited (I knew she wouldn't be able to stay away!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They turned me from side to side as I progressed pretty much a centimeter per hour. It went so quick and easy. All of a sudden, at about 5:45, the nurse pronounced me ready. It was then that it got a bit scary. They had me turn one more time and the baby's heart rate dropped. Suddenly, my mom was rushed out and there were about ten people in the room. My doctor was pulled from his surgery to attend to the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nurse gave me some medicine to speed up the heart rate and put me on oxygen. It went so fast that Pete told me later he didn't know what was going on. All we knew is that they wanted me to push.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the bad part about an epidural. I couldn't feel anything at the beginning of pushing. I just did it when they told me to. It was really difficult for the first 30 minutes until I started to feel some pressure. From there, I gave it all I could and it was the hardest thing ever! I remember watching the clock and thinking, &lt;i&gt;Holy hell, how much longer can I do this?! &lt;/i&gt;I remember that at 6:30, I was ready to give up. It was so hard and exhausting. Thankfully, she popped out at 6:41.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried. Not because I felt an instant love (heck, I didn't even really get to &lt;i&gt;see &lt;/i&gt;her until about 45 minutes later), but because I was amazed at what I had just done and relieved that it was so quick and relatively easy. When she came out, I heard her crying and was trying to look at her, but all I could see was her little feet in the air. Then they moved her up to my chest to wipe off, but I couldn't see through the tears. Then they took her to the warming bed and handed her to Pete.&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/-vf-3sbI5ot4/TyC2KQp5RqI/AAAAAAAACyE/Gjqt4KOs3ds/s1600/Ava+088a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vf-3sbI5ot4/TyC2KQp5RqI/AAAAAAAACyE/Gjqt4KOs3ds/s400/Ava+088a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a moment I will always remember and that will always bring tears to my eyes. I looked over to see Pete holding our bundled up baby girl. He was just beaming down at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there, they stitched me up (I had a second degree tear - again, thank goodness for that epidural!) and then I was ready to hold the baby.&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/-smL703qamxk/TyC2DsPG44I/AAAAAAAACxs/hcab7uGo3V8/s1600/Ava+068_old+skool.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-smL703qamxk/TyC2DsPG44I/AAAAAAAACxs/hcab7uGo3V8/s400/Ava+068_old+skool.jpg" width="400" /&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/-rLo7Zv8qlb8/TyC2Fv6acAI/AAAAAAAACx0/y8fWWZeNaFQ/s1600/Ava+072_old+skool.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rLo7Zv8qlb8/TyC2Fv6acAI/AAAAAAAACx0/y8fWWZeNaFQ/s400/Ava+072_old+skool.jpg" width="400" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z5E0plY9Mts/TyC2HAOMpqI/AAAAAAAACx8/RUnLkyPB58E/s1600/Ava+077_old+skool.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z5E0plY9Mts/TyC2HAOMpqI/AAAAAAAACx8/RUnLkyPB58E/s400/Ava+077_old+skool.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was weird. She was this foreign little person that belonged to me. I didn't have an instant connection. In fact, I'm still working on that part, but every day is a little better and I like her a little bit more :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Thanks to Farrah for snapping those last three pictures for me while Ava was resting on my chest. Looks like my photography skills are rubbing off on her and I am so glad because I have yet to get any professional pictures of this kid!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-2556056357672045970?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/2556056357672045970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=2556056357672045970&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/2556056357672045970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/2556056357672045970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2012/01/birth-story.html' title='The Birth Story'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vf-3sbI5ot4/TyC2KQp5RqI/AAAAAAAACyE/Gjqt4KOs3ds/s72-c/Ava+088a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-4860612480433242475</id><published>2012-01-21T15:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T15:43:31.664-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ava Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the babe that arrived right on her due date (Jan 8th) at 6:41pm. She is tiny and weighed in at 6lbs 15oz (she dipped down to 6lbs 8oz). I have so much to share about the delivery and my experience so far, but you'll just have to wait a few more days. I need more sleep. In the meantime, enjoy some pictures from our phones.&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;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CR8gxzWvpqU/TxdLkno2hCI/AAAAAAAACwk/qnYIzeiVc1k/s1600/395883_10100526036011579_16809188_51739468_1907880390_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CR8gxzWvpqU/TxdLkno2hCI/AAAAAAAACwk/qnYIzeiVc1k/s400/395883_10100526036011579_16809188_51739468_1907880390_n.jpg" width="300" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fHKTzJje0hI/TxdLk8CMamI/AAAAAAAACws/BedNSmqlsFQ/s1600/download+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fHKTzJje0hI/TxdLk8CMamI/AAAAAAAACws/BedNSmqlsFQ/s400/download+%25281%2529.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;This whole&amp;nbsp;pregnancy&amp;nbsp;thing has gone by super fast. Even at the beginning when I was waiting around to make sure it was going to "stick", it went by pretty fast. I think it's because baby Scarlet served as an excellent distraction and filled the baby hunger that I was experiencing.&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;Now that I am at 40 weeks (tomorrow), I am dying! Okay, overstatement. I'm so anxious to have her get here already!! People keep checking in for status updates and every little pain I experience gets super analyzed, but unfortunately, has not yet led to the inevitable. I'm in so much general pain that I don't really sleep. I've had a relatively easy pregnancy, so these last few weeks have thrown me for a loop.&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;My big concern these days is a huge lack of baby activity. I'm pretty sure she has officially outgrown her&amp;nbsp;accommodations&amp;nbsp;and yep, it makes me worried when I don't feel anything for a while. This is the &lt;i&gt;only &lt;/i&gt;reason why I agreed to a three day past due date induction. I really wanted to hold out for at least a week and a half past due date, but my doctor suggested otherwise. He is the professional and I trust him.&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;So if Baby D doesn't arrive before Wednesday, she is getting forced out. It doesn't seem real that I will have a baby next week. We've been waiting so long for this and I just can't wrap my head around the reality of the situation...&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;In the meantime, I've been taking long slow walks on the treadmill. As in 30 minute miles. That's slow. I tried to go faster, but it hurt. It still leaves my hips hurting pretty bad, but I keep doing it. Also, my feet are pretty much too puffy to fit into my running shoes, but I still jam them in there. My toes get mad at me and the tops of my feet get bruised...even though I have the laces nearly all pulled out. (Yes, these are terrible phone pictures. I'm too lazy to give you the high quality stuff.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5867GVABI0s/Twkmoe8d2NI/AAAAAAAACwY/_OCvNQYIpbM/s1600/IMAG0721.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5867GVABI0s/Twkmoe8d2NI/AAAAAAAACwY/_OCvNQYIpbM/s400/IMAG0721.jpg" width="400" /&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;In another effort to keep myself active these days, Pete and I walked around Target for random baby crap. I got some more wipes and came across this freaking adorable little outfit. I repeat, I &lt;i&gt;never &lt;/i&gt;intended to have a &lt;a href="http://www.therandommrs.com/2012/01/baby-d-gray-and-yellow-nursery-reveal.html"&gt;bird themed&lt;/a&gt; baby, but whatever!&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TglKbvMWW1g/TwkmnKYek9I/AAAAAAAACwI/RZha87dHfSc/s1600/download+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TglKbvMWW1g/TwkmnKYek9I/AAAAAAAACwI/RZha87dHfSc/s400/download+%25281%2529.jpg" width="238" /&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;Another little item I found at Target was this round yellow clock on clearance for under $3. I had to get it. I love clocks and this room was missing one. Don't judge my shelves. They are still under random construction until I get a baby in there and things start getting real.&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/-shl06pLYwsk/TwkmnRmc7rI/AAAAAAAACwQ/FmqKduAXYRE/s1600/download+%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-shl06pLYwsk/TwkmnRmc7rI/AAAAAAAACwQ/FmqKduAXYRE/s400/download+%25282%2529.jpg" width="238" /&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;So there you have it. I'm just waiting around....and it is so boring and annoying. I really, really do not want to be induced, so please say a little prayer for me that Baby D decides to arrive on her own before Wednesday.&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;You know, the funny thing about planning for a baby and how you want your delivery to go...you study everything out and get totally prepared, but by the end you just get to a point of wanting to get it done! I made sure that even though I was going to a standard doctor at a standard hospital, I would still have the options of any other woman wanting a more natural delivery. And I do. My doctor is awesome and so is the hospital. Ask me five years ago and I would have insisted on having a water birth with no medical intervention. Years have passed and I have opened my mind a little more and educated myself on why things are done the way they are. It's not as bad as I thought or what people have told me.&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;Still, though, I really would like to get this process, at least, started naturally.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-4743269937663056442?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/4743269937663056442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=4743269937663056442&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/4743269937663056442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/4743269937663056442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2012/01/waiting-for-baby.html' title='Waiting for a baby...'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5867GVABI0s/Twkmoe8d2NI/AAAAAAAACwY/_OCvNQYIpbM/s72-c/IMAG0721.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-5815032418081878669</id><published>2012-01-02T14:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T14:02:34.468-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pete and Scarls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pete rarely lets me take photos of him anymore (he was a great model when we were first married). Fortunately, when he is hanging out with Scarlet, I think I get some of the best pictures of him. They are just so sweet together. Pete likes to call her Scarls. Here they are playing with Scarlet's new toy on Christmas.&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;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YSvVQ1Y5H1Y/TwIKpsNbvXI/AAAAAAAACvw/M0Yv_kfbplo/s1600/December+2011+053a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YSvVQ1Y5H1Y/TwIKpsNbvXI/AAAAAAAACvw/M0Yv_kfbplo/s400/December+2011+053a.jpg" width="400" /&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/-2dmKOgCE8EA/TwIKsqrtYcI/AAAAAAAACv4/YarHM5V44-A/s1600/December+2011+054.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2dmKOgCE8EA/TwIKsqrtYcI/AAAAAAAACv4/YarHM5V44-A/s400/December+2011+054.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love it when she puts her head down like this and her cheeks are all chunky.&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/-U1_NNe5q4dw/TwIKvQLK18I/AAAAAAAACwA/Gd2HSTog2jw/s1600/December+2011+055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U1_NNe5q4dw/TwIKvQLK18I/AAAAAAAACwA/Gd2HSTog2jw/s400/December+2011+055.jpg" width="400" /&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;As far as how our holiday went... This was the first year that we all didn't sleep over at my parents' house on Christmas Eve. It was a weird year that just didn't feel like Christmas. I have a hard time with change and I really didn't like it. On Christmas morning, we all got up to go to my parents' church meeting and then proceed to their house for the rest of the day for presents. Unfortunately, on the way to church, I started to feel a little queasy. So I tried to push through it, but ended up in the church bathroom after about twenty minutes. Pete sent my sister out to check on me and she convinced me to go home and rest until the service was over. So Pete and I checked out early. It totally sucked, but I started to feel better and the rest of the day was nice and chill with the family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did manage to get a few family pictures after church in our Sunday best. You aren't going to see them online, though. I took five on the tripod and in every single one, someone manged to have their eyes closed. Then on the last one, I just let them all be silly and it's a cute picture...but sometimes some pictures are just best left off the internet :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-5815032418081878669?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/5815032418081878669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=5815032418081878669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/5815032418081878669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/5815032418081878669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2012/01/pete-and-scarls.html' title='Pete and Scarls'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YSvVQ1Y5H1Y/TwIKpsNbvXI/AAAAAAAACvw/M0Yv_kfbplo/s72-c/December+2011+053a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-682225976407541880</id><published>2012-01-01T16:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T16:01:30.925-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby D Gray and Yellow Nursery Reveal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, it's week 39 and I am &lt;i&gt;finally &lt;/i&gt;done with this unborn babe's room. She better like it. I was going for something simple, working with what we already had, and I think it came out better than I expected. It also came out with a little birdie theme that I didn't plan on, but whatever! Take a tour with me...&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;This is the view from the door. It's also the view from where you sit on the couch in the living room. I love that I can see the crib and peek on the baby easily. Yes, the mobile is a little high, but I have a tall husband who will appreciate not getting his head stuck in it every time he gets into the crib area.&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;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Moq16MyKNe4/TwDK5BLwarI/AAAAAAAACuA/1mfZlkyps2E/s1600/December+2011+058.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Moq16MyKNe4/TwDK5BLwarI/AAAAAAAACuA/1mfZlkyps2E/s400/December+2011+058.jpg" width="400" /&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;This is the view from the chair. I took Pete's childhood dresser that we weren't using and painted it white and the original handles a bronze. I found the mirror at Hobby Lobby (on sale!). It might get a yellow paint come springtime, but for now, it works in black. Then there is the changing pad with a yellow cover and a little bucket with socks and hats and a little toy. I kept the curtains that were originally used for the office. They are my favorite curtains and go with pretty much anything!&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/-3E2F6B7fukE/TwDK7l0gMjI/AAAAAAAACuI/qui_scTA3Bc/s1600/December+2011+059.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3E2F6B7fukE/TwDK7l0gMjI/AAAAAAAACuI/qui_scTA3Bc/s400/December+2011+059.jpg" width="400" /&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;Here is a peek into the dresser drawers. Top drawer holds all the diaper changing needs. There is a handful of newborn diapers, wipes, and the start of our cloth diaper collection. Second drawer is full of pajamas. Third drawer contains separates. I chose to line the drawers with a fun polka dot liner left over from our own dressers. The closet holds all the outfits and bath needs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YCqzX-wwbEo/TwDK-Xe2_zI/AAAAAAAACuQ/7Lvi9-kKe70/s1600/December+2011+060.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YCqzX-wwbEo/TwDK-Xe2_zI/AAAAAAAACuQ/7Lvi9-kKe70/s400/December+2011+060.jpg" width="400" /&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;This is our big&amp;nbsp;achievement. The tree wall. Pete worked hard on painting a simple tree with branches and leaves and little yellow birds. Then we have three shelves hung on select branches and adorned with random things. Next to it sits our rocker/recliner that I love. It fully reclines to sleep on, if need be. This was very important to me to have in the room, in case one of us wanted to stay the night in there. The chair was the most expensive baby purchase and one that I think is &lt;i&gt;so &lt;/i&gt;worth it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-73HjgePe57A/TwDLAj2xg5I/AAAAAAAACuY/qOH-Re_tMMY/s1600/December+2011+061.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-73HjgePe57A/TwDLAj2xg5I/AAAAAAAACuY/qOH-Re_tMMY/s400/December+2011+061.jpg" width="400" /&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;You get a little sight of the "rug" on the floor...it's not really a rug, but an awesome, thick blanket that my friend made for me. It's kind of a place keeper until I can get my hands on what I really want. I'm working on getting a &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/81382124/baby-soft-yellow-with-grey-highlights"&gt;custom made "petal" rug&lt;/a&gt; from a seller on Etsy. I also am working on finding a cute clock for one of the shelves. I am really liking &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/81286038/yellow-bird-house-wall-hanging-clock?ref=sr_gallery_9&amp;amp;ga_search_submit=&amp;amp;ga_search_query=yellow+clock&amp;amp;ga_view_type=gallery&amp;amp;ga_ship_to=US&amp;amp;ga_page=3&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_facet=handmade"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;, but can't decide if I want to shell out the money for it or not...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lM5mBh4Bf1c/TwDLCcRi6tI/AAAAAAAACug/rLK7-xY4pwA/s1600/December+2011+062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lM5mBh4Bf1c/TwDLCcRi6tI/AAAAAAAACug/rLK7-xY4pwA/s400/December+2011+062.jpg" width="266" /&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;Anyway, so here is the main nook of the room. I kept the wide shelves up from the office and just got a little creative with some artwork. Using simple white IKEA frames I already had and leftover felt from the mobile, I hand stitched animal outlines. I didn't take any closeups, but there is an owl, elephant, giraffe, mouse, duck, and turtle. They're pretty cute and simple.&amp;nbsp;&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/-RFgm390v7xM/TwDLEth_scI/AAAAAAAACuo/dNJnm1DTPhk/s1600/December+2011+064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RFgm390v7xM/TwDLEth_scI/AAAAAAAACuo/dNJnm1DTPhk/s400/December+2011+064.jpg" width="400" /&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;The center art piece is my favorite. I found it on the wall of a little&amp;nbsp;specialty&amp;nbsp;paper boutique in Brookside that we like to pop into every now and then (they are always so nice!). I knew it would be perfect and the saying is just so sweet. I splurged and bought it for myself (from Pete) for Christmas. It reads, "This is the start of your sweet little story. The part where your page meets mine. No matter where your tale takes you tomorrow our story will always read LOVE."&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/-dzsng-Dx0U0/TwDLN3AY_UI/AAAAAAAACvI/_UfwqQ39GIM/s1600/December+2011+068.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dzsng-Dx0U0/TwDLN3AY_UI/AAAAAAAACvI/_UfwqQ39GIM/s400/December+2011+068.jpg" width="266" /&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;Oh and here is the mobile/art installation/skyscape I created. Nothing too major, but I just couldn't find the perfect mobile that didn't cost an arm and a leg. So I went and bought a bunch of felt (too much, actually) and made this thing. Just some clouds, a sun and birds stitched together with contrasting embroidery thread. I stuffed them a little with stuffing to give some dimension and hung with clear wire. I really like it and they move pretty easily with the fan running. Scarlet liked it.&amp;nbsp;&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/-ty_ZlvXkxhQ/TwDLHJ4C6xI/AAAAAAAACuw/VPZ4hgmZld0/s1600/December+2011+065.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ty_ZlvXkxhQ/TwDLHJ4C6xI/AAAAAAAACuw/VPZ4hgmZld0/s400/December+2011+065.jpg" width="266" /&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/-gxMCRzwq_ws/TwDLJeS3nJI/AAAAAAAACu4/0uYnhQuKgsw/s1600/December+2011+066.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gxMCRzwq_ws/TwDLJeS3nJI/AAAAAAAACu4/0uYnhQuKgsw/s400/December+2011+066.jpg" width="266" /&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/-7ekGxLyQDqI/TwDLLZAbvYI/AAAAAAAACvA/5o8WvInS3cY/s1600/December+2011+067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ekGxLyQDqI/TwDLLZAbvYI/AAAAAAAACvA/5o8WvInS3cY/s400/December+2011+067.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mLtCt1O03JI/TwDLP_FG-uI/AAAAAAAACvQ/NNBLI7Q1QOU/s1600/December+2011+070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mLtCt1O03JI/TwDLP_FG-uI/AAAAAAAACvQ/NNBLI7Q1QOU/s400/December+2011+070.jpg" width="266" /&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;Obviously, we kept the crib clean for safety reasons. Just a yellow fitted sheet. Also, I do realize that the mattress is very high. We rigged it that way when I was watching Scarlet and I couldn't reach in to grab her with my belly in the way. We'll put it back down to where it's supposed to be.&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;The two blankets hanging on the back are from grandmas. The top yellow and white one is from my mom when she wanted to make a baby blanket for her first grandchild (intended for mine). The bottom one is from my dad's mom. She makes us all awesome blankets for babies and is actually working on quilting a second one too. I love homemade baby blankets!&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/--ClCOnPMQlI/TwDLcn8j26I/AAAAAAAACvk/kxVHXjNRzCA/s1600/December+2011+071.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--ClCOnPMQlI/TwDLcn8j26I/AAAAAAAACvk/kxVHXjNRzCA/s400/December+2011+071.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So there you have it. Our finished nursery. It feels so good to have it done and ready. We'll see when baby D decides to make her arrival...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-682225976407541880?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/682225976407541880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=682225976407541880&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/682225976407541880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/682225976407541880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2012/01/baby-d-gray-and-yellow-nursery-reveal.html' title='Baby D Gray and Yellow Nursery Reveal!'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Moq16MyKNe4/TwDK5BLwarI/AAAAAAAACuA/1mfZlkyps2E/s72-c/December+2011+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-473831436123897648</id><published>2011-12-15T14:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T14:30:48.913-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Last Few Weeks' To Do List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;First thing, here is a picture of our new office area in the basement that I promised to show you. It is very raw, but Pete says he likes it that way. Fine by me, if it means saving a lot of pennies.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rwJ-rkkbabs/TupSzbdSFgI/AAAAAAAACtg/k1o2Z4uCKHE/s1600/IMAG0641.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rwJ-rkkbabs/TupSzbdSFgI/AAAAAAAACtg/k1o2Z4uCKHE/s400/IMAG0641.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now, on to more important business...I had to make a list. My mind is overwhelmed with things that I still need to get done in the next few weeks. I need to finish off the baby's room and we are starting that tonight with going out to Buy Buy Baby to return some things and buy some others (thank goodness for coupons!). You'll notice that I have the diapers to return. Stupid me registered for the wrong diapers thinking they were my only option. They are almost all-in-ones, but have inserts. No real biggie, but I found the &lt;a href="http://www.cottonbabies.com/product_info.php?products_id=1825+and+Length"&gt;true all-in-ones online&lt;/a&gt; that happen to be organic, which is a bonus because the reviews say it holds the smell better. It just sucks that I have to buy them online when I will have a nice little credit at Buy Buy Baby once I return what I already have. Oh well.&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/-lGfZq6h8_yw/TupS28iUXqI/AAAAAAAACto/Z5Ktsxm2-tQ/s1600/download.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGfZq6h8_yw/TupS28iUXqI/AAAAAAAACto/Z5Ktsxm2-tQ/s400/download.jpg" width="400" /&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: left;"&gt;Probably the biggest to do on the list is the tree mural. Pete plans to sketch that out and paint it starting this weekend. I really hope it turns out well because I think it will be absolutely awesome if it does. I just need to get a good picture printed out that he can copy, some no-VOC paint, and a few cheap shelves I've had my eye on at Target.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Another big deal is the bathroom. I will admit that I never really clean the bathroom except for a quick wipe around the toilet and sink. It's just an old house with stains that will never come out and that is discouraging when attempting to keep it clean. But I need to really get down in there with some bleach. And I NEVER clean with stuff other than Biokleen (can't stand the smells). That is how bad I want that room scoured. I just don't want to be the one that has to do it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Other than that, I finished my Christmas shopping online yesterday and it feels pretty good. Oh, except for the part when they emailed me back and said that one of my chosen items is no longer available. Crap.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-473831436123897648?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/473831436123897648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=473831436123897648&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/473831436123897648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/473831436123897648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/12/my-last-few-weeks-to-do-list.html' title='My Last Few Weeks&apos; To Do List'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rwJ-rkkbabs/TupSzbdSFgI/AAAAAAAACtg/k1o2Z4uCKHE/s72-c/IMAG0641.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-898800986899931497</id><published>2011-12-14T11:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T11:49:12.635-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Countdown</title><content type='html'>I am 36.5 weeks. When you have an experience that sends you to labor and delivery for 15+ hours with the threat of triggering early labor, you kind of start to think, &lt;i&gt;Okay, maybe this baby is getting ready for her arrival.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I woke up from a nap with really bad cramping on my lower right back side. It wasn't easing up and was just getting worse. I called Farrah after about an hour of trying to relieve the pain myself with stretching, water, some Tylenol, applesauce, and lying down to see if she had ever had some similar stuff. She said no and that maybe I should call my nurse. I wouldn't usually do this, but because the pain was not easing up and was starting to reach down under my belly, I figured it couldn't hurt. Of course, while I was on hold, the&amp;nbsp;light bulb&amp;nbsp;in my head went off and I realized what I was experiencing: severe kidney pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like in January this year when I had a kidney stone from out of the blue, I was having the same sort of pain. I told this to the nurse when she finally got on the phone with me and she said that the doctor wanted me to head straight to labor and delivery. This was at about 4:30. I had no one to drive me and couldn't wait around. That drive was torture. The parking was torture. The walk to the entrance was torture. And the standing around for five minutes for them to admit me was torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete got there about ten minutes after I was admitted. It wasn't until about 6pm that they finally got me some pain medicine. In addition to checking for a stone, I was also tested for preeclampsia (my BP was high and my feet were swollen). This scared me more than the possibility of a kidney stone. Thankfully, I checked out fine and there was no stone to be found. I was also thankful that the pain subsided quite quickly as the evening progressed and it wasn't nearly as severe as what I felt in January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They took me off the IV in the morning and waited until noon to send us home. My awesome doctor was there to visit me not only that evening (he had a delivery), but also that morning. He determined that what I had experienced was &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hydronephrosis"&gt;hydronephrosis&lt;/a&gt;. Apparently, it's quite common with pregnant women as their insides get squished and the ureter can get blocked. This causes some no flow issues and backup to the kidney, which can cause the same kind of pain associated with a stone. You just find a way to manage the pain if it comes back until you deliver. So I got a prescription and am just crossing my fingers that it doesn't come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did I learn from this? A new fancy word. Bring your own pillow to the hospital. My baby girl is a trooper because even when drugged, she was moving around like normal. L&amp;amp;D has women admitted about 4-5 times a day for this, gall bladder, and pre-term labor issues. Pete is amazing when it comes to dealing with high stress situations (okay, I already knew this). He reminded me to breath and stay calm when I was hurting which probably helped to keep early labor at bay. Oh and get ready for the baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ready. The room isn't ready. I don't have a bag packed. I still need so many odds and ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared. What if she doesn't come into this world in a "normal" way? What if something bad happens? What if I can't handle the pain, pressure, stress, etc? Everything is about to change in a very big way and I am excited, but also quite nervous. I know it's normal and I know everything will end up just fine, but I can't help but have the bad thoughts get to me every now and then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-898800986899931497?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/898800986899931497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=898800986899931497&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/898800986899931497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/898800986899931497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/12/final-countdown.html' title='The Final Countdown'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-1919212220742774672</id><published>2011-11-27T14:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T15:27:28.255-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Baby Room Details</title><content type='html'>My sister, Farrah, finally got tired of looking at the crazy mess in the baby's room and had it organized in less than a few hours. She is amazing and has the energy that I will never have, whether I am pregnant or not. Needless, to say, the room is looking great and is well on its way to being complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I need now are some finishing details. Like a rug. The room and its contents are all rectangle, so I am searching for the perfect round little rug. I really like this yellow one on &lt;a href="http://www.overstock.com/Home-Garden/Hand-woven-Yellow-Chenille-Rug-3-x-3/5151376/product.html?rcmndsrc=2"&gt;Overstock&lt;/a&gt;, but am having trouble pulling the trigger on it. I would post a picture, but it literally just looks like a yellow circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have plans to do this on a wide empty wall by the chair. It's so amazingly perfect and sweet and simple. The &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/62716227/wall-decals-baby-nursery-decor-shelving?ref=sr_gallery_1&amp;amp;ga_search_submit=&amp;amp;ga_ref=auto&amp;amp;ga_search_query=baby+nursery&amp;amp;ga_order=most_relevant&amp;amp;ga_ship_to=US&amp;amp;ga_view_type=gallery&amp;amp;ga_search_type=all&amp;amp;ga_facet="&gt;decal&lt;/a&gt; is out of my budget, but Pete says that he can paint it on the wall. The shelves will put me back about $30-$50, but I think it will be worth it. To make it cheaper, I might go with just two shelves and more wall design like the second photo. Hopefully, we can get started on sketching it out this week. I think I will make my little birds yellow or dark gray.&lt;br /&gt;&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Icf4H6mdLYw/TtKjCEvTioI/AAAAAAAACsU/DmR7Ei_4Ps0/s1600/il_570xN.274527709.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Icf4H6mdLYw/TtKjCEvTioI/AAAAAAAACsU/DmR7Ei_4Ps0/s400/il_570xN.274527709.jpg" width="370" /&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/-RsyIygXiN0M/TtKjqVyQYuI/AAAAAAAACsc/-sbzJJvEaKI/s1600/il_570xN.196029619.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RsyIygXiN0M/TtKjqVyQYuI/AAAAAAAACsc/-sbzJJvEaKI/s400/il_570xN.196029619.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As for a cute mobile, I really like this &lt;a href="http://thepaintedhive.blogspot.com/2011/10/bird-and-twig-nursery-mobile.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+ThePaintedHive+%28The+Painted+Hive%29&amp;amp;utm_content=Google+Reader"&gt;bird on a branch&lt;/a&gt; one. We definitely have a ton of branches to choose from in the backyard and it should be pretty affordable. The blogger mentions having frustrations with balance, but I really want to take a stab at it. I might just do a variation as a wall decoration or something...we'll see.&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/-VtYrdOe6QWo/TtKkiZHnQrI/AAAAAAAACsk/zADMlIiDgJc/s1600/Twig+Mobile+%25286%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VtYrdOe6QWo/TtKkiZHnQrI/AAAAAAAACsk/zADMlIiDgJc/s400/Twig+Mobile+%25286%2529.JPG" width="255" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I need a big round mirror to go above the dresser, like &lt;a href="http://shessofluffy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Farrah's&lt;/a&gt;. (Again, need to bring in some more roundness to the room.) In fact, I plan to get the same one from Hobby Lobby and will probably paint it yellow for a fun color pop.&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/-aPjxvlH3GEQ/TtKlwvlG-9I/AAAAAAAACss/csUNxh_eq9o/s1600/nursery2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aPjxvlH3GEQ/TtKlwvlG-9I/AAAAAAAACss/csUNxh_eq9o/s400/nursery2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember those&lt;a href="http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/03/our-newly-improved-office.html"&gt; long wide shelves&lt;/a&gt; from when we redid the office? Well, I am planning to leave those up. I just need to find stuff to fill them with. I have these simple cheap white IKEA frames that I may incorporate. I just can't decide what kind of baby-friendly graphic to put in them. Maybe some letter card graphics or numbers or dates of significance...?&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/-DVVldI7XreE/TtKoseRZ0XI/AAAAAAAACs0/Dza9gP7keTo/s1600/The+Office+022a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DVVldI7XreE/TtKoseRZ0XI/AAAAAAAACs0/Dza9gP7keTo/s400/The+Office+022a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am 34 weeks today and am really starting to feel the pressure to get everything in order. I'm also starting to get uncomfortable. It's now just beginning to feel like I have a baby hanging out inside of me. I can't bend over well. I'm having a harder time working out for longer than ten minutes. I can't sit still without practically having an anxiety attack (this happened at the movies on Thanksgiving and we had to walk out). This also creates an issue at church. We usually only go to sacrament, but Pete got a calling so he stays and I leave early. Today was really difficult sitting still and wearing tights around my hips is nearly impossible (and putting them on!). We'll see how much I attend during December and January. Anyway, I'm getting close and these weeks are literally flying by. Let's hope it stays that way and December doesn't feel like the longest month in history!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-1919212220742774672?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/1919212220742774672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=1919212220742774672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/1919212220742774672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/1919212220742774672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/11/final-baby-room-details.html' title='Final Baby Room Details'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Icf4H6mdLYw/TtKjCEvTioI/AAAAAAAACsU/DmR7Ei_4Ps0/s72-c/il_570xN.274527709.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-5040489449712611665</id><published>2011-11-18T22:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T14:15:05.217-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Growing Belly, Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I've not stayed on top of taking belly pictures. Honestly, I just don't really see much difference. I'm a big girl already, so my belly isn't getting too crazy. Farrah still tells me that I don't look all that pregnant and I am still wearing a lot of my regular shirts. Again, though, I am not complaining! &lt;a href="http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/09/growing-belly.html"&gt;You can compare earlier weeks from this post.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J7UI8vpmPyY/TsXghjzJq9I/AAAAAAAACsA/SIRNux5w3HY/s1600/IMAG0427.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="351" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J7UI8vpmPyY/TsXghjzJq9I/AAAAAAAACsA/SIRNux5w3HY/s400/IMAG0427.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today, I am ending my week's reign on 32 weeks. I can honestly say that this still does not feel completely real. Am I really going to have a baby in just over a month and a half? The only thing that keeps it feeling remotely like reality is that this little girl is moving around in there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-5040489449712611665?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/5040489449712611665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=5040489449712611665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/5040489449712611665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/5040489449712611665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/11/growing-belly-part-2.html' title='The Growing Belly, Part 2'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J7UI8vpmPyY/TsXghjzJq9I/AAAAAAAACsA/SIRNux5w3HY/s72-c/IMAG0427.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-2108154717046558587</id><published>2011-11-17T21:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T22:23:36.088-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby D Nursery Update</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I've posted because we have been in major baby&amp;nbsp;preparation&amp;nbsp;mode! Moving the office downstairs, purchasing baby furniture, taking childbirth classes, merging rooms, etc. It's been more than I expected considering our tiny little house and how we've had to get creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we'll start from the&amp;nbsp;beginning&amp;nbsp;where we moved the office down to the basement. We just cleared out the area and moved in without building it up. This was the most affordable option for us right now and Pete has decided that he actually enjoys the "raw, industrial" feel. Once I clean it up a bit, I will take a picture. It's really nothing special anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there, the second bedroom was officially clear, except for the closet. Since we've been married, Pete and I have always had a second bedroom where his clothes have resided. This is the first time in over five years that we have ever truly shared a room and closet. Big deal.&amp;nbsp;Especially&amp;nbsp;considering the size of our baby house's closets. So we had to get creative and shift the rods so that we could fit two on top of each other. It worked! Baby closet is now clear and Pete has officially moved in to "my" room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, we purchased the crib and rocker/recliner. The crib is a &lt;a href="http://www.walmart.com/ip/Graco-Sarah-Convertible-Classic-Crib-White/15052209"&gt;Graco Sarah Classic&lt;/a&gt; and we love its simplicity (and price!). Walmart's ship-to-store option was the cheapest and easiest way to get it. The recliner was our biggest baby purchase. I had high standards for a seating/sleeping option in this room. I needed something that was small, yet comfortable and I (or Pete) could sleep in. I, personally, really do not like standard rockers and gliders. I get motion sickness very easily. When we came across this LaZBoy in Nebraska Furntiure Mart (I can't find it online), I knew it was perfect. And so was the color! It's a very pretty steely blue that grounds the room well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also bought the mattress (with a 20% off coupon!), mainly so we could have a place for Scarlet to sleep when I watch her. The &lt;a href="http://www.buybuybaby.com/product.asp?SKU=15005777&amp;amp;"&gt;Colgate Classico II&lt;/a&gt; was highly recommended and I wanted something that would last. I&amp;nbsp;especially&amp;nbsp;like it because its cover is waterproof. No extra purchase for a cover (or two)! It's got eyelet holes on the sides for ventilation and we let it air out plenty with the windows open. Scarlet seems to sleep very well on it and thoroughly enjoys the noise from scratching the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was how the room looked for a little while until...&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/-1eK_9M7Q5qw/TsXYP1EdPgI/AAAAAAAACrg/g1v9Yx-5yTo/s1600/IMAG0581.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1eK_9M7Q5qw/TsXYP1EdPgI/AAAAAAAACrg/g1v9Yx-5yTo/s400/IMAG0581.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farrah dropped the baby hand-me-down bomb and all the shower gifts got moved in from the living room.&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/-bxqV0L5Xc_g/TsXaJroNcKI/AAAAAAAACro/bnG_pbTQBE0/s1600/IMAG0627.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bxqV0L5Xc_g/TsXaJroNcKI/AAAAAAAACro/bnG_pbTQBE0/s400/IMAG0627.jpg" width="400" /&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: left;"&gt;This is mostly the shower stash. You'll notice that we also now have a short dresser in there. It's Pete's, from when he was a baby. I painted it white and lined the drawers all cute. I'll have a post on that later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mVqMAfaPnLs/TsXaK_wRENI/AAAAAAAACrw/Wko-OlOmPog/s1600/IMAG0628.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mVqMAfaPnLs/TsXaK_wRENI/AAAAAAAACrw/Wko-OlOmPog/s400/IMAG0628.jpg" width="400" /&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: left;"&gt;This is most of the hand-me-down pile. The large IKEA bag was too stuffed that we had to use an old diaper box that also came with some unused disposable newborn diapers. I now have the perfect amount to get me through the first week or so before moving permanently onto cloth diapers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fdUE2fo8tw8/TsXaLzV2DXI/AAAAAAAACr4/yldup8_AmhA/s1600/IMAG0629.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fdUE2fo8tw8/TsXaLzV2DXI/AAAAAAAACr4/yldup8_AmhA/s400/IMAG0629.jpg" width="400" /&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: left;"&gt;I have a ton of clothes to go through and get organized. I finally bought baby hangers today and plan to get started on that stuff this weekend. I'm definitely feeling the exhaustion with really getting into the third trimester. I have to take a lot of naps to get through the day without getting too cranky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hang in with me as I have less than eight weeks to go and more stuff to share!&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/1501658795614545704-2108154717046558587?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/2108154717046558587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=2108154717046558587&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/2108154717046558587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/2108154717046558587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/11/baby-d-nursery-update.html' title='Baby D Nursery Update'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1eK_9M7Q5qw/TsXYP1EdPgI/AAAAAAAACrg/g1v9Yx-5yTo/s72-c/IMAG0581.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-4452450839780214407</id><published>2011-11-03T22:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T22:40:29.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NHP November Mini Sessions</title><content type='html'>Pop over to &lt;a href="http://newtonhousephotography.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-mini-sessions.html"&gt;Newton House Photography&lt;/a&gt; to get the details on November mini sessions! It's a great little deal for a quick, cheap photoshoot before I take a break from working to have a kid. If I don't see you this month, hopefully, I'll see you in the spring! Thank you all so much for your support!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-4452450839780214407?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/4452450839780214407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=4452450839780214407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/4452450839780214407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/4452450839780214407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/11/nhp-november-mini-sessions.html' title='NHP November Mini Sessions'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-2983042884194299739</id><published>2011-11-03T22:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T22:37:08.332-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sewing Mistakes I Will Not Repeat</title><content type='html'>Ever since I bought my sewing machine about a year ago, I have learned a few important things along the way. Obviously, I was a total sewing novice and just figured I would pick up some fabric and go along my merry way creating wondrous crafty things. Wrong. Here are a few things I have learned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pick the appropriate fabric - My first project was a &lt;a href="http://www.therandommrs.com/search?q=curtain"&gt;simple cafe curtain&lt;/a&gt; for my kitchen to cover the window on the back door. I just went to the store, picked up a cheap cotton fabric in colors I liked and went to work. Not until a few months later, did I realize that it looked really bad. It looked crafty (which I hate!). The fabric was totally wrong for my project. I wanted curtains that looked good and I needed a home decor fabric with the appropriate weight and style. I have yet to replace those curtains, but man, do they serve as a reminder to not make that mistake again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZNeQE13nrg/TrNZnVVIQGI/AAAAAAAACp8/O9OgkKj3FxU/s1600/curtains+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZNeQE13nrg/TrNZnVVIQGI/AAAAAAAACp8/O9OgkKj3FxU/s400/curtains+005.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Wash and dry before crafting - This is a step you don't want to pass. Thing is, fabric will shrink. I was so excited to make some fabulous &lt;a href="http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/09/making-pillow-covers.html"&gt;couch pillow covers&lt;/a&gt; that I just took the fabric out of the bag and got to sewing. Not until I spilled some spaghetti sauce on one and went to wash it, did I realize my mistake. The fabric shrunk and sadly,&amp;nbsp;gaped&amp;nbsp;open on the back of my pillows. You can't see it from the front, but it still sucks. The best advice I ever came across was to immediately take your fabric out of the bag to wash, dry and iron before putting it in your stash. That way, it's ready when you are.&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/-aABwVyRnhDU/TrNa5pENFyI/AAAAAAAACqE/CPkdoVlloJM/s1600/dad%2527s+bday+030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aABwVyRnhDU/TrNa5pENFyI/AAAAAAAACqE/CPkdoVlloJM/s400/dad%2527s+bday+030.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Iron, iron, iron - Just like washing and drying, you need to use your iron when sewing. It is so helpful when hemming and keeping your fabric flat. Sometimes, I will get lazy, but I quickly suck it up because I know it makes my projects look that much more professional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Use the right needle - I honestly just discovered this a few months ago when browsing through a sewing book. It was for a project using some tough material and had a little tip to change your sewing needle to one that is more&amp;nbsp;appropriate&amp;nbsp;for the fabric. Duh! So if you are wondering why your general needle is giving you a hard time with super thick canvas, this may be why. Also, needles dull out after use, so change it out for a nice sharp one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Slow and steady - Machines will go fast, but this usually ends up badly. This is especially true for my basic machine. As much as I want to just fly down the line, I know it's best to take it at a kinder pace. Not only is it nice to my machine, but to my project as well. It usually leads to cleaner, straighter lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything you've learned along the way that is worth sharing? Oh, and want to know my favorite site for sewing tips and tutorials? &lt;a href="http://www.makeit-loveit.com/"&gt;Make It and Love It!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-2983042884194299739?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/2983042884194299739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=2983042884194299739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/2983042884194299739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/2983042884194299739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/11/sewing-mistakes-i-will-not-repeat.html' title='Sewing Mistakes I Will Not Repeat'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZNeQE13nrg/TrNZnVVIQGI/AAAAAAAACp8/O9OgkKj3FxU/s72-c/curtains+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-8810681337789698520</id><published>2011-11-01T19:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T19:42:20.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Baby Pumpkin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Every Halloween, we keep it simple. Snacks, a scary movie, and handing out candy to trick-or-treaters. This year, our pumpkins were also very simple. Just faces. Mine were the two at the bottom and Pete's is on top.&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;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FPc-8jNyJck/TrCPecSiMhI/AAAAAAAACpM/RdcKg4uG_YM/s1600/Halloween+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FPc-8jNyJck/TrCPecSiMhI/AAAAAAAACpM/RdcKg4uG_YM/s400/Halloween+004.JPG" width="400" /&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;This Halloween, I was lucky enough to get to babysit Scarlet (I was so tempted to take her on errands dressed up, but the costume was too fluffy to strap into the&amp;nbsp;car seat). Farrah packed her costume, so I could get some first Halloween pictures. Sadly, she was a little cranky from teeth coming in, so it was difficult to get a smile. Although, it's usually pretty hard to get a smile on camera with her...&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;When Pete came home, he wanted to put her in the middle of our pumpkins. She wasn't that thrilled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e5wjdSG9DDc/TrCPiBqpHSI/AAAAAAAACpU/LLZsWagtGZc/s1600/Halloween+029a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e5wjdSG9DDc/TrCPiBqpHSI/AAAAAAAACpU/LLZsWagtGZc/s400/Halloween+029a.jpg" width="400" /&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;Then when he went to stand her on the railing, I got a rare smile.&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/-5s8wf9XD1sM/TrCPkxFIbLI/AAAAAAAACpc/KdYR676HbZk/s1600/Halloween+031a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5s8wf9XD1sM/TrCPkxFIbLI/AAAAAAAACpc/KdYR676HbZk/s400/Halloween+031a.jpg" width="266" /&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;Then her mom got there and she helped her sit up and smile in the backyard.&amp;nbsp;&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/-B0_caDQHtFk/TrCPomXkiiI/AAAAAAAACpk/wkFkV8OHMXU/s1600/Halloween+046a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B0_caDQHtFk/TrCPomXkiiI/AAAAAAAACpk/wkFkV8OHMXU/s400/Halloween+046a.jpg" width="266" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tw5AgR5cQac/TrCPqVD-flI/AAAAAAAACps/HtVXXrC6k3Y/s1600/Halloween+060a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tw5AgR5cQac/TrCPqVD-flI/AAAAAAAACps/HtVXXrC6k3Y/s400/Halloween+060a.jpg" width="266" /&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/-oMbjmhNiv_4/TrCPtDaBlsI/AAAAAAAACp0/zmBNx2i7i1I/s1600/Halloween+081a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oMbjmhNiv_4/TrCPtDaBlsI/AAAAAAAACp0/zmBNx2i7i1I/s400/Halloween+081a.jpg" width="266" /&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;She was so cute and fluffy in that costume! We had a great holiday with a lot of visitors coming for treats, the most we have ever had at the house! Scarlet also got to break in the new baby's room, crib and all. I'll try to get some pictures of the progress up later this week!&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/1501658795614545704-8810681337789698520?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/8810681337789698520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=8810681337789698520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/8810681337789698520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/8810681337789698520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/11/little-baby-pumpkin.html' title='Little Baby Pumpkin'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FPc-8jNyJck/TrCPecSiMhI/AAAAAAAACpM/RdcKg4uG_YM/s72-c/Halloween+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-2985801940691571399</id><published>2011-10-21T10:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T11:41:14.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Awesome Niece</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder if I blog too much about Scarlet, my&amp;nbsp;niece...but then I see &lt;a href="http://www.bowerpowerblog.com/"&gt;this blogger&lt;/a&gt; going crazy over her nephew all the time and I figure I'm okay. Yes, that's right. I need to compare myself with another blogger for justification of my own hobbies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It goes without saying that if I have my camera around and the babe happens to be there, I will be taking pictures of her. Last week, I rented a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Canon-16-35mm-2-8L-Ultra-Angle/dp/B000NP46K2"&gt;Canon 16-35mm f/2.8L&lt;/a&gt; for a&lt;a href="http://newtonhousephotography.blogspot.com/2011/10/kansas-city-family-photography-little.html"&gt; large family photoshoot&lt;/a&gt; and was testing it out. (It was a pimp lens, but I realized that I would have been fine without it.) Scarlet was in her little exer-saucer play toy thing and giving it the crazy eyes.&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/-wXDmJHy4M74/TqGL9pBuExI/AAAAAAAACks/WPB-d4OTOhs/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wXDmJHy4M74/TqGL9pBuExI/AAAAAAAACks/WPB-d4OTOhs/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+004.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She's getting so big so fast! This child is four months today and already popping out two teeth and learning to &lt;a href="http://shessofluffy.blogspot.com/2011/10/her-best-friend.html"&gt;sit on her own&lt;/a&gt;. She talks a bunch and mimics your noises really well (I've been teaching her to growl!) It's just so fun to see her new tricks each week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....so then we moved over to Farrah's room where I put her on the bed and opened the window for the light to bathe her. Now this where I got to play in Photoshop with her pictures.&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/-xgjQsgDcTUM/TqGO090DLfI/AAAAAAAACk0/G8zQg_xyqRg/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+010_old+skool.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xgjQsgDcTUM/TqGO090DLfI/AAAAAAAACk0/G8zQg_xyqRg/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+010_old+skool.jpg" width="400" /&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/-Hgv-rfsGzGw/TqGP48TcgvI/AAAAAAAACk8/nCb5M2CSwaI/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+017_just+love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hgv-rfsGzGw/TqGP48TcgvI/AAAAAAAACk8/nCb5M2CSwaI/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+017_just+love.jpg" width="400" /&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/-OreF5FBcIrg/TqGRS1GrKAI/AAAAAAAAClE/3EeqttoMFyo/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+018_troy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OreF5FBcIrg/TqGRS1GrKAI/AAAAAAAAClE/3EeqttoMFyo/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+018_troy.jpg" width="266" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JiBpMrYfVCM/TqGRtYeBmAI/AAAAAAAAClM/B_Kd3igZwcE/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+023bw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JiBpMrYfVCM/TqGRtYeBmAI/AAAAAAAAClM/B_Kd3igZwcE/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+023bw.jpg" width="400" /&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/-GpwpdW9hEbI/TqGTLH6ZcyI/AAAAAAAAClU/nLgoQhPqNQ8/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+021_in-faux-red.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GpwpdW9hEbI/TqGTLH6ZcyI/AAAAAAAAClU/nLgoQhPqNQ8/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+021_in-faux-red.jpg" width="400" /&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;And then there's Baby Rambo. I love how chunky her face is when she is lying on her back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TuxiyqBgFwU/TqGUDdAo_-I/AAAAAAAAClc/xMwq65Yqpe0/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+024a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TuxiyqBgFwU/TqGUDdAo_-I/AAAAAAAAClc/xMwq65Yqpe0/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+024a.jpg" width="400" /&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/1501658795614545704-2985801940691571399?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/2985801940691571399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=2985801940691571399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/2985801940691571399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/2985801940691571399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/10/my-awesome-neice.html' title='My Awesome Niece'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wXDmJHy4M74/TqGL9pBuExI/AAAAAAAACks/WPB-d4OTOhs/s72-c/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-4344928086185143730</id><published>2011-10-20T22:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T22:37:39.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Gray and Yellow Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Let's talk showers. As in my baby shower. My fabulously cute and simple gray and yellow themed event that Farrah put on. You walk in the front door and this was the view. (How great that she already had a gray living room to compliment things!)&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/-p5y2EjNHsKM/TqDeXYXR4qI/AAAAAAAACh8/u1K6KOiDTzw/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+054.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p5y2EjNHsKM/TqDeXYXR4qI/AAAAAAAACh8/u1K6KOiDTzw/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+054.jpg" width="400" /&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;The gifts were placed on the fireplace where I sat to open them and then there was a guessing game and a card to fill out on the card table. Notice the garland of mine and Pete's baby pictures. More on that in a second.&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/-3sg0CEU1Brk/TqDekixqVfI/AAAAAAAACiE/bsBbysjNWoc/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+040.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3sg0CEU1Brk/TqDekixqVfI/AAAAAAAACiE/bsBbysjNWoc/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+040.jpg" width="400" /&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/-uakVMmNdZAA/TqDfGV-xF5I/AAAAAAAACiM/OppE_k7CTV4/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+041.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uakVMmNdZAA/TqDfGV-xF5I/AAAAAAAACiM/OppE_k7CTV4/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+041.jpg" width="400" /&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;I'm pretty sure you could say that this shower was inspired by &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;. Farrah got much of her inspiration from there. Not sure of the details on these baby wishes cards, but they were awesome. She dressed them up all cute and laid them out for people to fill in while mingling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AnyGoJlY9Gw/TqDfKn8y1SI/AAAAAAAACiU/J8L3SpDXFD0/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+048.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AnyGoJlY9Gw/TqDfKn8y1SI/AAAAAAAACiU/J8L3SpDXFD0/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+048.jpg" width="400" /&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;You'll have to &lt;a href="http://shessofluffy.blogspot.com/"&gt;check out her blog&lt;/a&gt; for details on what &lt;a href="http://shessofluffy.blogspot.com/2011/10/baby-shower-plannin.html"&gt;each line item&lt;/a&gt; was. I can't wait to put together a little "baby book box" with all these in there. I got a great mix of sweet and funny cards from my closest friends and family. It was fun to come home and read through them all with Pete. Baby D is gonna love it when she gets older!&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/-3RVOO_T9P7E/TqDfOWWNqzI/AAAAAAAACic/eCDupr1w1Z4/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3RVOO_T9P7E/TqDfOWWNqzI/AAAAAAAACic/eCDupr1w1Z4/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+049.jpg" width="400" /&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;The guessing game that we did was to guess at mine and Pete's birth weight. Farrah had two glass containers filled with treats based on each one of us. The winner got to take one of them home.&amp;nbsp;&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/-dtN8QvfgPaQ/TqDfjLb-roI/AAAAAAAACik/JdipBa2oSSs/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dtN8QvfgPaQ/TqDfjLb-roI/AAAAAAAACik/JdipBa2oSSs/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+043.jpg" width="400" /&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;Pete weighed 9lbs 3oz (he was a really late baby).&amp;nbsp;&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/-KWtLP8oZr0A/TqDfmON98vI/AAAAAAAACis/NnA2Q_1tH4s/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KWtLP8oZr0A/TqDfmON98vI/AAAAAAAACis/NnA2Q_1tH4s/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+044.jpg" width="266" /&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;I weighed 8lbs 2oz.&amp;nbsp;&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/-71iFjWTDFm8/TqDfpGglKkI/AAAAAAAACi0/3nDBMlvzDbY/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+045.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-71iFjWTDFm8/TqDfpGglKkI/AAAAAAAACi0/3nDBMlvzDbY/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+045.jpg" width="266" /&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;The baby photo garland was especially fun to browse over. She just simply used twine and clothes pins to hang up snapshots.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EUtKcWfPVrM/TqDilAQaljI/AAAAAAAACi8/AOY0dQoEeOo/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EUtKcWfPVrM/TqDilAQaljI/AAAAAAAACi8/AOY0dQoEeOo/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+050.jpg" width="400" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JWdyiI7qJcA/TqDiokIyBeI/AAAAAAAACjE/iAmELdEo9AI/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JWdyiI7qJcA/TqDiokIyBeI/AAAAAAAACjE/iAmELdEo9AI/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+051.jpg" width="400" /&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/-axfswqV8UDY/TqDir1YIHZI/AAAAAAAACjM/-UtTA4nrn6w/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+052.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-axfswqV8UDY/TqDir1YIHZI/AAAAAAAACjM/-UtTA4nrn6w/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+052.jpg" width="400" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oicib7DYqt8/TqDiu9dkO3I/AAAAAAAACjU/kI64vIPJdEg/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oicib7DYqt8/TqDiu9dkO3I/AAAAAAAACjU/kI64vIPJdEg/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+053.jpg" width="400" /&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;The food was pretty fun and easy. Definitely, the most Pinterest inspired part.&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/-a8dZJuoCoAY/TqDjanWwyeI/AAAAAAAACjc/FrhvrWgT4yY/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a8dZJuoCoAY/TqDjanWwyeI/AAAAAAAACjc/FrhvrWgT4yY/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+070.jpg" width="400" /&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;We had strawberries hulled with whip cream sprayed inside (they melted pretty quickly, though). Then there was a bucket full of different flavored IZZE sodas. My favorite is the grapefruit! We also had cucumber water.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Aenuy_jsrRk/TqDjeZ1OQtI/AAAAAAAACjk/g6LDFkLR0fA/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+071.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Aenuy_jsrRk/TqDjeZ1OQtI/AAAAAAAACjk/g6LDFkLR0fA/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+071.jpg" width="400" /&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;Two types of finger sandwiches were served: cucumber and Nutella. I got the cucumber recipe&lt;a href="http://feastonthisbaby.blogspot.com/2011/03/cucumber-sandwiches-with-cream-cheese.html"&gt; from here&lt;/a&gt;. They were super yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ef6LE2tu0xs/TqDjy0FTGqI/AAAAAAAACjs/Z3Yyam7JR9k/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ef6LE2tu0xs/TqDjy0FTGqI/AAAAAAAACjs/Z3Yyam7JR9k/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+064.jpg" width="266" /&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/-8Vh3FMagW0g/TqDj2QTFOJI/AAAAAAAACj0/9b9FqWi1pus/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+065.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Vh3FMagW0g/TqDj2QTFOJI/AAAAAAAACj0/9b9FqWi1pus/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+065.jpg" width="400" /&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;Farrah sliced up some colorful veggies to put in cups with ranch dressing at the bottom. Fun and easy snacking!&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m6QMd40X1IA/TqDkO9JP9yI/AAAAAAAACkM/ZQhb9VR4Ems/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+063.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m6QMd40X1IA/TqDkO9JP9yI/AAAAAAAACkM/ZQhb9VR4Ems/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+063.jpg" width="266" /&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;My mom helped Farrah out.&amp;nbsp;&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/-utCmG9yQoJc/TqDj5qpZYsI/AAAAAAAACj8/b5C0EF6slMI/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+069.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-utCmG9yQoJc/TqDj5qpZYsI/AAAAAAAACj8/b5C0EF6slMI/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+069.jpg" width="266" /&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;And what is a baby shower without the &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/how-to/tissue-paper-pom-poms-how-to"&gt;Martha Stewart pom-pom balls&lt;/a&gt;?! I made those and Farrah added some cool strings of colored dots. She made them from paint swatches we snatched from Home Depot and fishing line.&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;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oWYMeyNrR50/TqDkLg4LMwI/AAAAAAAACkE/ZjodJvQA0jE/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+060.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oWYMeyNrR50/TqDkLg4LMwI/AAAAAAAACkE/ZjodJvQA0jE/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+060.jpg" width="400" /&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;This is me at 27 weeks.&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;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yKcCzwQcpMM/TqDm70OQCjI/AAAAAAAACkc/z74QAHebiYc/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yKcCzwQcpMM/TqDm70OQCjI/AAAAAAAACkc/z74QAHebiYc/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+067.jpg" width="400" /&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;Here are the EFG kids: Farrah, me, and Genny. This reminds me that I need to teach my mom how to use my camera or remember to switch it over to auto when I hand it off. Oh well!&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/-05FJ6rfM5vA/TqDm_AKFUsI/AAAAAAAACkk/dC52nHdyxiw/s1600/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+082.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-05FJ6rfM5vA/TqDm_AKFUsI/AAAAAAAACkk/dC52nHdyxiw/s400/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+082.jpg" width="400" /&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/1501658795614545704-4344928086185143730?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/4344928086185143730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=4344928086185143730&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/4344928086185143730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/4344928086185143730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/10/my-gray-and-yellow-baby-shower.html' title='My Gray and Yellow Baby Shower'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p5y2EjNHsKM/TqDeXYXR4qI/AAAAAAAACh8/u1K6KOiDTzw/s72-c/E%2527s+Baby+Shower+054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-2639846031727973682</id><published>2011-10-13T16:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T16:38:58.248-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby D News</title><content type='html'>Want to hear about &lt;i&gt;my &lt;/i&gt;upcoming baby? We just had another sonogram yesterday at the 27.5 weeks mark. Everything looks perfect and the baby is in the 55th percentile. The technician said that she is positioned perfectly and will likely be an 8 pounder if things progress the same. Sounds good to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crazy thing about yesterday was to see how much of an actual baby she looks like! We didn't get a profile, but a full on face image. It was totally creepy and awesome. I never thought I would be posting&lt;a href="http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/09/growing-belly.html"&gt; belly pictures&lt;/a&gt; or sonogram pictures, but after yesterday, I can't resist! You've got to check out this face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OPHVGTmMb30/TpdVfo9fLrI/AAAAAAAAChc/KJTE0GvHDOk/s1600/baby+008a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="313" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OPHVGTmMb30/TpdVfo9fLrI/AAAAAAAAChc/KJTE0GvHDOk/s400/baby+008a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put this little collage together for my baby shower on Saturday. With so many pictures of her already and people asking to see them, I figured this would be a fun way to see the growth so far. (By the way, I can't wait to post pictures of my baby shower. Farrah has been furiously working away to make it awesome, so I am pretty excited to share all the details with you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, &lt;a href="http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/09/office-20.html"&gt;the basement still looks like this&lt;/a&gt;. As Pete researched the best way to build in our basement, he started running into some issues and it just didn't look like it was going to work out the way we wanted. So we are just going to make the place look "pretty" and more organized. Throw down a rug, hang some art, and add some lighting. If he is still wanting to build it out after the baby comes, then we will tackle it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am realizing that I have been a total slacker in this whole "making room for baby" thing. I have only five baby things that fit in a plastic bag. The room is still very much so our office. I am still wearing all my regular clothes except for one pair of maternity jeans and workout pants. I do have three maternity shirts, but only wear one. I totally &lt;i&gt;feel&lt;/i&gt; pregnant, but still don't really look it. I'm not complaining, I just wonder how much longer I can&amp;nbsp;stretch&amp;nbsp;my current wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my baby to do list for the next few weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pre-register at the hospital and sign up for classes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find a pediatrician&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy another pair of jeans&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Organize basement&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Move office into basement&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking back to &lt;a href="http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/04/farrahs-baby-shower.html"&gt;Farrah's baby shower&lt;/a&gt; the other day and realized that she was just around 28 weeks at the time. She had her baby's room done! Crib and all!! I have not had the "nesting" phase yet. Am I so behind or what?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-2639846031727973682?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/2639846031727973682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=2639846031727973682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/2639846031727973682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/2639846031727973682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/10/baby-d-news.html' title='Baby D News'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OPHVGTmMb30/TpdVfo9fLrI/AAAAAAAAChc/KJTE0GvHDOk/s72-c/baby+008a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-9104112743343827993</id><published>2011-10-10T17:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T17:11:22.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pete, The Babysitter</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I had a &lt;a href="http://newtonhousephotography.blogspot.com/2011/10/kansas-city-senior-portrait-photography.html"&gt;photoshoot&lt;/a&gt; and needed some assistance with a reflector. So I called in Farrah and asked if she was up for the job. I even told her I had a babysitter, Pete! Pete doesn't have a lot of experience with babies (he's never even changed a diaper!), but he does like Scarlet and Scarlet likes him. So off we went and were back just in time to see that the babe was napping. (Yes, Pete had lucked out and didn't have her long enough to have to feed or change her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WISH I had a picture of the napping babe. He had laid her in the middle of our bed with a towel under her head (in case she drooled too much or spit up, duh). The best part was that he couldn't find a blanket, so her little body was covered by one of Pete's sweatshirts. It was so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she woke up, she came into the office to hang out for a bit. Pete had her on his knees and let her listen to some of his jams on the headphones.&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/-WQSPGMtC8DE/TpNsthgtjjI/AAAAAAAAChU/WL4YmTC_WA4/s1600/Scarlet+053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WQSPGMtC8DE/TpNsthgtjjI/AAAAAAAAChU/WL4YmTC_WA4/s400/Scarlet+053.jpg" width="266" /&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/--yCjghHbAG0/TpNswch054I/AAAAAAAAChY/u8X3up4P5FQ/s1600/Scarlet+055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--yCjghHbAG0/TpNswch054I/AAAAAAAAChY/u8X3up4P5FQ/s400/Scarlet+055.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally nervous that our baby won't be as awesome as this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-9104112743343827993?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/9104112743343827993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=9104112743343827993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/9104112743343827993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/9104112743343827993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/10/pete-babysitter.html' title='Pete, The Babysitter'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WQSPGMtC8DE/TpNsthgtjjI/AAAAAAAAChU/WL4YmTC_WA4/s72-c/Scarlet+053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-7336699964103212952</id><published>2011-09-29T15:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T15:21:29.825-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Worries</title><content type='html'>Along my journey to start a family with no luck for a little while, I had to go through some testing. One of the issues my doctor was concerned about was my possibly having&amp;nbsp;poly cystic&amp;nbsp;ovarian syndrome (which he diagnosed me with, but then took it back after I got pregnant). In an attempt to diagnose this and see what might be causing my infertility, I had to take the 3-hour glucose tolerance test. This is where you fast for 12 hours, get blood drawn, drink a horrible sugar juice, and then not eat anything for another three hours while getting blood drawn every hour. It sucks. I passed that test last summer, thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I hit the mark of having to be checked for gestational diabetes (the one you can get when you are pregnant), I didn't think too much of it. Their initial screening is a simple 1-hour glucose test that isn't so horribly involved. Unfortunately, I didn't pass that one. By two points!! What do you think their next step is to diagnose GD? The torture test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's even more&amp;nbsp;torturous&amp;nbsp;when you are pregnant and have a raging&amp;nbsp;appetite&amp;nbsp;and get sick easily if you don't eat. I was dreading it. I made sure I was super tired the night before so that I could just sleep through my hunger and wake up just thirty minutes before my appointment. I brought water to keep downing, so I could trick my body into thinking it wasn't really &lt;i&gt;that &lt;/i&gt;hungry. You see, I am that pregnant woman who gets really sick and lightheaded if I don't eat, like, every two hours. So, yeah, I was worried. Not only that I would pass out, but because I really didn't want to have GD. I like my indulgences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my fourth blood sample, the lab tech sent me home telling me that they would only call if I had it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, they called. I swore out loud before I picked up the phone and answered it sadly. My doctor had told the nurse to make sure and call me to let me know that I PASSED! I was so happy. The nurse was laughing at me and making fun of me. She said she could hear me holding my breath. So freakin' relieved. I really didn't think I had it, because I have been so careful with diet and exercise, but, heck, you never know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing to celebrate? &lt;a href="http://urbancomfort.typepad.com/urban_nest/2011/09/pumpkin-bars.html"&gt;Making these bad boys.&lt;/a&gt; I saw this recipe for pumpkin bars last week and haven't been able to get them off my mind. I told Pete that if I get good results, I am making them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for a funny picture of a baby wearing socks.&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/-YFbmrQM4xjc/ToTPns0dcqI/AAAAAAAACgk/95aZI0TWMXk/s1600/IMAG0468.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YFbmrQM4xjc/ToTPns0dcqI/AAAAAAAACgk/95aZI0TWMXk/s400/IMAG0468.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I get to watch this kid every Tuesday and my house is always freezing, so her hands and feet get pretty cold. I wanted to take her on a walk, but her mother didn't pack socks. Well, I had forgotten that I had one more &lt;a href="http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/09/baby-buys.html"&gt;baby purchase&lt;/a&gt;...a little boutique box of argyle baby socks that I spent way too much money on, but couldn't pass them up. HELLO! Baby argyle socks! Do you even know me?!? Anyway, baby Scarlet got to break them in. She was super excited about it. Can't you tell? She even got to wear the pink ones on her hands during our walk. Special day for that kid.&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/1501658795614545704-7336699964103212952?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/7336699964103212952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=7336699964103212952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/7336699964103212952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/7336699964103212952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/09/little-worries.html' title='Little Worries'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YFbmrQM4xjc/ToTPns0dcqI/AAAAAAAACgk/95aZI0TWMXk/s72-c/IMAG0468.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-687372240157982166</id><published>2011-09-27T15:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T15:05:00.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Buys</title><content type='html'>It's now 25 weeks. You would think that I would have started to acquire a few baby items, but...no. I have four. I just couldn't bring myself to get too excited and too crazy too soon. In fact, it was a pretty big deal when I bought my first piece of baby clothing. Kind of weird, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, these are the items.&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/--qv66PHV-IQ/ToEsvZFeEQI/AAAAAAAACgg/n7aWizgoknM/s1600/Random+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--qv66PHV-IQ/ToEsvZFeEQI/AAAAAAAACgg/n7aWizgoknM/s400/Random+016.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Carter's Receiving Blankets - At a trip to Babies R Us with Farrah, I saw these super cute blankets and decided I had to have them. This was before we found out the sex or I decided on a nursery theme, but I knew I would want them either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. IKEA Play Barn - When Genny and I went to Chicago this summer, I was just closing in on 14 weeks. I was pretty positive this baby was a sure thing, so I let myself buy this toy as my very first baby purchase. I totally fell in love with it. It's a fold out cloth barn set up with animals. I could picture Scarlet and my little one playing together....seriously, I just had to have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. IKEA Cloth Barn Animals - The barn needed more animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Gap Pink/Grey Ruffle Outfit - While shopping at Gap Outlet a week or so after finding out the sex, I saw this outfit. It was on sale and so cute and precious. I have a feeling that, being born in January, my baby will live in these footed cuties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made a point to not buy anything else until after my baby shower. Who knows what people will give me and I have yet to go through Farrah's hand-me-downs (which she has a ton of!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-687372240157982166?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/687372240157982166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=687372240157982166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/687372240157982166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/687372240157982166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/09/baby-buys.html' title='Baby Buys'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--qv66PHV-IQ/ToEsvZFeEQI/AAAAAAAACgg/n7aWizgoknM/s72-c/Random+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-4771422250583352826</id><published>2011-09-26T20:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:46:51.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Office 2.0</title><content type='html'>Remember when I showed you&lt;a href="http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/03/our-newly-improved-office.html"&gt; our little office makeover&lt;/a&gt; earlier this year? To think, just a few months later, we would be finding out &lt;a href="http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/08/let-me-tell-you-story.html"&gt;I was pregnant&lt;/a&gt; and needing to give this room another different kind of makeover. (By the way, I totally believe in "if you build it, they will come", even if you build for something else...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now that things are looking pretty solid and a baby will most likely be dropping in early next year, Pete is getting started on building a new office. Where will this new room go? In our very dark unfinished basement.&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/-Dq04aS8bve8/ToEpfQpbadI/AAAAAAAACgc/Uue3UJ8Fp6s/s1600/Random+013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dq04aS8bve8/ToEpfQpbadI/AAAAAAAACgc/Uue3UJ8Fp6s/s400/Random+013.jpg" width="400" /&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: left;"&gt;Yep, basically, those stairs lead down into a large open space where you have four corners that are suitable for four different areas (each with their own little window!). We chose one of the "nicer" corners to build in. Pete is actually really excited to flex his manly building muscles and I am pretty anxious to see how it turns out. Considering our tight budget, it will be a pretty basic job that just includes walls, but whatever! He may even throw in a closet!&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: left;"&gt;So tonight, he is getting started on clearing the shelf out and framing things out. I'll keep you updated!&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/1501658795614545704-4771422250583352826?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/4771422250583352826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=4771422250583352826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/4771422250583352826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/4771422250583352826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/09/office-20.html' title='The Office 2.0'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dq04aS8bve8/ToEpfQpbadI/AAAAAAAACgc/Uue3UJ8Fp6s/s72-c/Random+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-7329571059593479434</id><published>2011-09-22T15:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T15:21:32.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Way to Save Some Monthly Cash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In an effort to sock away a little extra cash each month, we made the hard decision to cut out cable. This may be trivial to some, but it's a big deal to me. I love television. It's one of my hobbies. At the same time, it's a life sucker. Why pay $70 each month for mindless, life-sucking entertainment when I can get it for free or for just $8 a month?&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;Enter Netflix. Pete was already subscribed to instant Netflix and we had it streaming to the living room tv through the PS3. One day, I thought, why not move the Wii into the bedroom and stream Netflix to that tv as well? We never really use that device anyway. (The bedroom tv was the only thing holding me back from making the cable cut because it would have made that device useless.) We can stream Netflix to up to two places at once, so it was perfect!&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;So Pete got to work feeding things through. You can see in this picture an up close look at the little hole behind the tv that feeds into the office closet. This is where the cables go through for a nice clean install.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pTJwmy5OrO0/TnuUpsTVZMI/AAAAAAAACe8/6ft9pw_g9Bw/s1600/IMAG0360.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pTJwmy5OrO0/TnuUpsTVZMI/AAAAAAAACe8/6ft9pw_g9Bw/s400/IMAG0360.jpg" width="238" /&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;Here's a blurry pull back that shows Pete's DIY-ed version of a wall bracket for our flat screen (yep, we didn't want to shell out $60-ish for a real bracket).&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/-NUqJgDuU3CM/TnuUrEtlb7I/AAAAAAAACfA/eZ8XNcYc5Bg/s1600/IMAG0361.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUqJgDuU3CM/TnuUrEtlb7I/AAAAAAAACfA/eZ8XNcYc5Bg/s400/IMAG0361.jpg" width="400" /&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;The long silver thing is the Wii receiver device.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6INdCXaF_QI/TnuUsnM9MWI/AAAAAAAACfE/bUSAKSl02lM/s1600/IMAG0362.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6INdCXaF_QI/TnuUsnM9MWI/AAAAAAAACfE/bUSAKSl02lM/s400/IMAG0362.jpg" width="400" /&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;You can see the hole at the top of the closet where all the wires feed through down to the Wii box sitting at the bottom. (Yes, this is Pete's closet...in the office. Our baby house has tiny closets and there isn't much room to fit two people in one...although that is going to have to change in a few months.)&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/-71-Wzi4asZw/TnuUujWbbtI/AAAAAAAACfI/2SkaOP5DTXE/s1600/IMAG0364.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-71-Wzi4asZw/TnuUujWbbtI/AAAAAAAACfI/2SkaOP5DTXE/s400/IMAG0364.jpg" width="238" /&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;Now, I have Netflix streaming instantly to the bedroom and the remote turns the device on and off without the box having to be in the room. I love it!&amp;nbsp;&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/-8msu5nPCspM/TnuUwEewnKI/AAAAAAAACfM/UqI7zJ4FK7Y/s1600/IMAG0365.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8msu5nPCspM/TnuUwEewnKI/AAAAAAAACfM/UqI7zJ4FK7Y/s400/IMAG0365.jpg" width="400" /&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/-RYta_PRXY1M/TnuUxwdmmgI/AAAAAAAACfQ/m3lsxvk20jQ/s1600/IMAG0367.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RYta_PRXY1M/TnuUxwdmmgI/AAAAAAAACfQ/m3lsxvk20jQ/s400/IMAG0367.jpg" width="400" /&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;I thought that I would be going through major cable withdrawals, but I'm not! I have to yet to miss my old shows. I can always catch them online or watch them at my sister's house, if I really want to. Another great thing about this is that I can pause something in the living room and continue it in the bedroom. With Time Warner, I wasn't able to do that. Yay!&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/1501658795614545704-7329571059593479434?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/7329571059593479434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=7329571059593479434&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/7329571059593479434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/7329571059593479434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/09/simple-way-to-save-some-monthly-cash.html' title='Simple Way to Save Some Monthly Cash'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pTJwmy5OrO0/TnuUpsTVZMI/AAAAAAAACe8/6ft9pw_g9Bw/s72-c/IMAG0360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-7853279933860360467</id><published>2011-09-20T19:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T19:33:08.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet, Another New Blog</title><content type='html'>I totally took a shot in the dark and made a new blog. And guess what, it's more of my photography. Big surprise, eh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it's just my pictures from around the city and I thought it would be fun to make all of them available for sale. It keeps me inspired to continue to work on my personal photography and also gives anyone an&amp;nbsp;opportunity&amp;nbsp;to check it out and buy something if they want. I always see the typical skyline photography in gift shops and stuff, but I want more "personal" subject matter. I want to see Kansas City from a different perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, take a gander at it just to see where I've been hanging out. Other than here, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kcbackdrop.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kansas City Backdrop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-7853279933860360467?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/7853279933860360467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=7853279933860360467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/7853279933860360467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/7853279933860360467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/09/yet-another-new-blog.html' title='Yet, Another New Blog'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-6011138700594960952</id><published>2011-09-19T14:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T14:18:07.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Growing Belly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wouldn't usually put my belly on display like this, but I have to admit that a pregnant tummy is fascinating. I love to watch them grow. So I'm not sure how many more of these will show up here, but here is one from the last month or so.&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;First, here is a picture of me on my birthday, May 31st. I was around 8 weeks. Nothing to show.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i8WFcY7_kBc/TneTZt1YzCI/AAAAAAAACdo/ge-RllFge0U/s1600/IMAG0203.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i8WFcY7_kBc/TneTZt1YzCI/AAAAAAAACdo/ge-RllFge0U/s400/IMAG0203.jpg" width="238" /&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;Sometimes, if I remember when I am wearing the same tank top and pants, I will take a belly shot. I was very curious to compare the growth after this weekend of experiencing some major growing pains.&amp;nbsp;&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/-M0hvbaKd8PA/TneTbCs8TwI/AAAAAAAACds/JuwqVsgaojM/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M0hvbaKd8PA/TneTbCs8TwI/AAAAAAAACds/JuwqVsgaojM/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" width="400" /&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;Anyway, that's about it. Nothing too crazy, but it&amp;nbsp;definitely&amp;nbsp;looks like that little girl is growing. By the way, if there was ever a time to comment on this blog, now would be it. I would love to hear some feedback from women who have done this already. Especially after this weekend where I had what I call, burning of the insides. Basically, between my lower rib cage and belly button, it was so hot and uncomfortable. It hurt! I had to stay in bed. We were pretty worried about it, but deduced that it was probably just stretching of the muscles. I'm going to double check with the doctor this week at my appointment. Anyone else experienced this?&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/1501658795614545704-6011138700594960952?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/6011138700594960952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=6011138700594960952&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/6011138700594960952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/6011138700594960952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/09/growing-belly.html' title='The Growing Belly'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i8WFcY7_kBc/TneTZt1YzCI/AAAAAAAACdo/ge-RllFge0U/s72-c/IMAG0203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-6300697547006134124</id><published>2011-09-16T08:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T08:19:00.192-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandparents and the baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If you haven't noticed, I hang out with this kid. A lot. Like pretty much every day, except Thursdays. Last Sunday, we were all at my parents' house hanging out. My mom wanted some pictures of them with the baby, so I obliged. Not my best stuff, but that's okay.&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;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--2VVB5JHJr4/TnJzO5yVQoI/AAAAAAAACcw/I3ps5aOR0Ls/s1600/2078a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--2VVB5JHJr4/TnJzO5yVQoI/AAAAAAAACcw/I3ps5aOR0Ls/s400/2078a.jpg" width="400" /&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/-v8ULx6-6Qug/TnJ0d6pNmzI/AAAAAAAACc0/MAo_dpTpD1g/s1600/2083a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v8ULx6-6Qug/TnJ0d6pNmzI/AAAAAAAACc0/MAo_dpTpD1g/s400/2083a.jpg" width="266" /&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/-jbM8Jor5sOI/TnJ3yQE_vKI/AAAAAAAACc4/fOcQOSCuecs/s1600/2087a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jbM8Jor5sOI/TnJ3yQE_vKI/AAAAAAAACc4/fOcQOSCuecs/s400/2087a.jpg" width="266" /&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/-JGFqgld1Hmk/TnJ47qvGigI/AAAAAAAACc8/AJtJJ_UYHKw/s1600/2075a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JGFqgld1Hmk/TnJ47qvGigI/AAAAAAAACc8/AJtJJ_UYHKw/s400/2075a.jpg" width="266" /&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;Someone found their toes.&amp;nbsp;&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/-b_qfeYlN-UQ/TnJ5Qd5uW5I/AAAAAAAACdA/30Xyp69Dj_4/s1600/2094.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b_qfeYlN-UQ/TnJ5Qd5uW5I/AAAAAAAACdA/30Xyp69Dj_4/s400/2094.jpg" width="266" /&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;Then got cranky, but still so cute.&amp;nbsp;&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/-W3iZpi4FO8g/TnJ5Sk4MnuI/AAAAAAAACdE/I_m_aMDokQ4/s1600/2100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W3iZpi4FO8g/TnJ5Sk4MnuI/AAAAAAAACdE/I_m_aMDokQ4/s400/2100.jpg" width="238" /&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/1501658795614545704-6300697547006134124?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/6300697547006134124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=6300697547006134124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/6300697547006134124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/6300697547006134124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/09/grandparents-and-baby.html' title='Grandparents and the baby'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--2VVB5JHJr4/TnJzO5yVQoI/AAAAAAAACcw/I3ps5aOR0Ls/s72-c/2078a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-6576484800674403482</id><published>2011-09-15T16:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T16:37:06.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pete and the baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In the past few weeks, Pete has really taken a liking to baby Scarlet. It tugs at my heartstrings to see how sweet he is with her and how calm they are together. I can't remember the exact details on this picture, but I believe it was sometime last week. They were watching TV together and I had to sneak in for a photo of it.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6AmGA06sjZU/TnJvD9w_xfI/AAAAAAAACcs/XN1UmDkFthY/s1600/2049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6AmGA06sjZU/TnJvD9w_xfI/AAAAAAAACcs/XN1UmDkFthY/s400/2049.jpg" width="266" /&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/1501658795614545704-6576484800674403482?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/6576484800674403482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=6576484800674403482&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/6576484800674403482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/6576484800674403482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/09/pete-and-baby.html' title='Pete and the baby'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6AmGA06sjZU/TnJvD9w_xfI/AAAAAAAACcs/XN1UmDkFthY/s72-c/2049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-5953768194222989618</id><published>2011-09-02T16:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T16:53:50.537-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I take video of Scarlet with my phone all the time (I have so many little one and two minute clips!). She is quite the "talker" at only two months. She will copy your "ooh's" and "ahh's", even at different levels of loudness! The one below is Farrah saying "I know" to get her to "howl" back at us. It totally starts to get annoying right before the good 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;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8f710702bc150c1a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8f710702bc150c1a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331029018%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D823D5A1105FAB24293995121F62D466A89906712.363790BA2BC8F9D4EEE31536B3F28A6E278316B0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8f710702bc150c1a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8n5G-I_kfnq39-V_nXiXfnvXIUM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8f710702bc150c1a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331029018%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D823D5A1105FAB24293995121F62D466A89906712.363790BA2BC8F9D4EEE31536B3F28A6E278316B0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8f710702bc150c1a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8n5G-I_kfnq39-V_nXiXfnvXIUM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&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;This second video was taken just the other day. Farrah baracaded her with her favorite pillows on my couch. She has started to reach and touch things. She was trying to pull at her "little birdie friends". Kind of boring, but she amazes me at how well she sits with her head up at just past 10 weeks old. Oh, and she is just totally adorable.&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;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fa15e0a48d6016de" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfa15e0a48d6016de%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331029018%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D70758685CC0959ACC79513A652F7D50E331B14B.42E2C79AECF1617E3B5EB9D3A82A1192D4B45BF7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfa15e0a48d6016de%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6M_SxsmaD8Qtc9b2n0Q2Tk4s5ag&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfa15e0a48d6016de%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331029018%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D70758685CC0959ACC79513A652F7D50E331B14B.42E2C79AECF1617E3B5EB9D3A82A1192D4B45BF7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfa15e0a48d6016de%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6M_SxsmaD8Qtc9b2n0Q2Tk4s5ag&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&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/1501658795614545704-5953768194222989618?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/5953768194222989618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=5953768194222989618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/5953768194222989618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/5953768194222989618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/09/baby-talk.html' title='Baby Talk'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-3972224134572202015</id><published>2011-09-01T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T22:20:39.277-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Claire's Weekend Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My older sister, Claire, came to visit the family this last weekend. It was really nice to have her out here, especially since she hadn't seen the most recent addition to the Scott family.&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;Yes, Scarlet's outfit makes reference to how she makes chunky thighs look good. (The babe is producing a lot of saliva these days. Half of her pictures are of her blowing spit bubbles.)&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AU2MX0emEXM/TmBJAWms98I/AAAAAAAACcU/hjQEepV_Pq4/s1600/Claire%2527s+Visit+007a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AU2MX0emEXM/TmBJAWms98I/AAAAAAAACcU/hjQEepV_Pq4/s400/Claire%2527s+Visit+007a.jpg" width="266" /&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;This picture makes me melt. Genny, my favorite model ever, with my new favorite.&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/-eain6RfSb0E/TmBJDct71lI/AAAAAAAACcY/gQ5AwRBzV-g/s1600/Claire%2527s+Visit+014a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eain6RfSb0E/TmBJDct71lI/AAAAAAAACcY/gQ5AwRBzV-g/s400/Claire%2527s+Visit+014a.jpg" width="266" /&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;Um, this picture rocks my socks off. Like, I would blow it up for my wall if it didn't seem a bit like Claire might suck my face off.&amp;nbsp;&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/-G31aoLddy-I/TmBJFpUe_hI/AAAAAAAACcc/bm14H6RSkxc/s1600/Claire%2527s+Visit+025bw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G31aoLddy-I/TmBJFpUe_hI/AAAAAAAACcc/bm14H6RSkxc/s400/Claire%2527s+Visit+025bw.jpg" width="312" /&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;Farrah: Hey Elena, take some family pictures, but only show my head and I will only be patient enough for about five shots.&amp;nbsp;&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/-1KYqy_HGLAU/TmBJJBpRcaI/AAAAAAAACcg/RHDnQFti1wI/s1600/Claire%2527s+Visit+050a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1KYqy_HGLAU/TmBJJBpRcaI/AAAAAAAACcg/RHDnQFti1wI/s400/Claire%2527s+Visit+050a.jpg" width="266" /&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;Scott girls. I give Bo the camera and instead of trying to look for a good shot, he just holds the shutter down. He thinks he's cool like that. Whatevs. You know I love a good candid photo.&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/-YH1CfCzpf6c/TmBJP2iLcPI/AAAAAAAACck/Y1eSiMin2i0/s1600/Claire%2527s+Visit+090.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YH1CfCzpf6c/TmBJP2iLcPI/AAAAAAAACck/Y1eSiMin2i0/s400/Claire%2527s+Visit+090.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;PS: I'm almost 21 weeks in this picture.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/1501658795614545704-3972224134572202015?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/3972224134572202015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=3972224134572202015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/3972224134572202015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/3972224134572202015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/09/my-older-sister-claire-came-to-visit.html' title='Claire&apos;s Weekend Visit'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AU2MX0emEXM/TmBJAWms98I/AAAAAAAACcU/hjQEepV_Pq4/s72-c/Claire%2527s+Visit+007a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-1939526289376970789</id><published>2011-08-25T13:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T13:24:19.105-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me tell you a story...</title><content type='html'>There once was a girl who had a bad year. One that took her down a road that she never thought she'd be on. Discovering how out of place she felt in the 9-5 working world. Schooling that was clearly not what she wanted. Trips to the doctor for things she did not think would ever enter her life. Just when she thought a new year would bring a great new beginning, she lost her job (not like it was a big surprise or that she wanted to keep it anyway). All the same, it will always kind of suck at first when you get let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With key family members rallied around her, she decided to make the best of a bad situation. She stood up, dusted herself off, and proceeded on to what she really wanted out of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, can you say corny?! Trust me, though, that is way better than a huge sob story that I could have shared. Sometimes, it's just better to skip over the sad part and go straight to the good stuff. For example, Pete and I are getting a little baby girl come January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite the secret, for me, at least. I can't say that much for the few family members that couldn't keep their mouths as shut as I would prefer. Honestly, I just wanted to make sure that things were progressing normally and I got a good look at a health baby before openly sharing my news. I got that look yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little one is a mover, but I can't really feel it too much yet. The tech said I have an anterior placenta which just adds more padding on top of what I already have. She measured in at about 19-ish weeks (put me back one week) and weighed about 12 ounces. She looks like a butterball; 20 week belly and 19 week head. Because she was so small, the tech couldn't see the heart outflows, so I will be getting another peek at her around 28 weeks. Kinda super excited about that. This kid has a tons of pictures already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's been an interesting past few months. One that has mainly led to an aversion of electronics; computer and camera. This is why there has been a huge lack of blogging and picture taking. I thought this aversion was crazy until I read another pregnant woman's &lt;a href="http://littlebirdiesecrets.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-hiatus-and-little-birdie-secrets.html"&gt;confession to an aversion to crafting&lt;/a&gt;. So, I am not crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as family stuff goes, this will be the third newest&amp;nbsp;grandchild&amp;nbsp;in the Scott family. &lt;a href="http://farrahdjensen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Farrah&lt;/a&gt; had Scarlet in June, &lt;a href="http://madamesmusings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amber&lt;/a&gt; will be having a surprise in September, and I will get mine in January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, this is a little miracle. Pete and I are thrilled, but also very aware that anything can (and does) happen. I thank God every day for this and continue to keep my faith that all will work out in the end. I just can't wait until I get to hold my healthy little baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-1939526289376970789?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/1939526289376970789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=1939526289376970789&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/1939526289376970789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/1939526289376970789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/08/let-me-tell-you-story.html' title='Let me tell you a story...'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-6794051775174639561</id><published>2011-07-27T11:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T11:49:31.275-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tip: How to tape off circle frames with ease</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Check out this genius idea that popped out of my little sister's head:&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;Farrah wanted a big round mirror to hang in the baby's room. It was going to go on the red wall, so she wanted it to be white. After searching for weeks, we finally found the perfect size at the craft store. Unfortunately, it was black. Never fear! I love to spray paint stuff, so that is what we did.&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;As we were driving home, I was telling Farrah what a pain it was to tape off the mirror on a circle frame. In fact, to me, it can sometimes be a deal breaker. Lo and behold, out of that little pregnant head of hers, she suggested a&amp;nbsp;brilliant&amp;nbsp;idea. Glad Cling Wrap.&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;Here is where we stuck down strips of it. We pressed it nice and tightly into all the edges, making sure to overlap the&amp;nbsp;pieces&amp;nbsp;for full coverage. &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;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H3YPwmDDBkU/TjA9eZCl2EI/AAAAAAAACbw/1KgfjpE_wBM/s1600/IMAG0208.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H3YPwmDDBkU/TjA9eZCl2EI/AAAAAAAACbw/1KgfjpE_wBM/s400/IMAG0208.jpg" width="400" /&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;Then Farrah took a razor blade and lightly cut around the edges.&amp;nbsp;&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XnHlFtAGXq0/TjA9dZVGboI/AAAAAAAACbs/Q5wCoG1VY6o/s1600/IMAG0207.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XnHlFtAGXq0/TjA9dZVGboI/AAAAAAAACbs/Q5wCoG1VY6o/s400/IMAG0207.jpg" width="400" /&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;See how perfect that is?!&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/-su3cNp6utL0/TjA9fRBhUmI/AAAAAAAACb0/fSdrax9edQs/s1600/IMAG0209.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-su3cNp6utL0/TjA9fRBhUmI/AAAAAAAACb0/fSdrax9edQs/s400/IMAG0209.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I then took it out to the backyard where we used an old tray table to hold it up while I sprayed three coats of white paint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vm_gzi6TShg/TjA9g7T62AI/AAAAAAAACb4/DtBRh7YvBsI/s1600/IMAG0210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vm_gzi6TShg/TjA9g7T62AI/AAAAAAAACb4/DtBRh7YvBsI/s400/IMAG0210.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think there was one or two spots around the edges where the wrap peeled up after a dried coat of paint and a little white got on the mirror. Thankfully, it wasn't anything that didn't come off with a little scrape of the fingernail.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After a significant dry time, it went to its place on the red wall in Scar baby's room. It looks great in there!&amp;nbsp;&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/-nhnKxKGMjNw/TjA9jd2fHII/AAAAAAAACb8/Bw4TfSP4cTU/s1600/June+043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nhnKxKGMjNw/TjA9jd2fHII/AAAAAAAACb8/Bw4TfSP4cTU/s400/June+043.jpg" width="266" /&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/1501658795614545704-6794051775174639561?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/6794051775174639561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=6794051775174639561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/6794051775174639561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/6794051775174639561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/07/tip-how-to-tape-off-circle-frames-with.html' title='Tip: How to tape off circle frames with ease'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H3YPwmDDBkU/TjA9eZCl2EI/AAAAAAAACbw/1KgfjpE_wBM/s72-c/IMAG0208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-3692137553818118184</id><published>2011-07-26T15:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T15:21:52.717-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scar Baby Cuteness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am so in love with this stinkin' kid.&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;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9WpdC7xRBGE/Ti8ep8Q5kkI/AAAAAAAACbg/FLP3oa692Hs/s1600/IMAG0302a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9WpdC7xRBGE/Ti8ep8Q5kkI/AAAAAAAACbg/FLP3oa692Hs/s400/IMAG0302a.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DL0Oyhod57I/Ti8hiqsvM0I/AAAAAAAACbo/Y_Ch6-FX6e8/s1600/IMAG0305a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DL0Oyhod57I/Ti8hiqsvM0I/AAAAAAAACbo/Y_Ch6-FX6e8/s400/IMAG0305a.jpg" width="238" /&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="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have to hold myself back when going shopping. For example, Farrah and I were wandering around the baby section at Target the other day. They had the cutest little outfits out for only $9.99. I would pick one up, go crazy over it and throw it in the cart. I had three outfits picked out and was looking for more, when Farrah kind of gave me that look. Like, "Okay, you are awesome for wanting to buy my baby everything in here, but you can't." So we picked what we thought was the cutest one and ran away so I wouldn't be tempted further.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OuH7qs-1aIM/Ti8hLIGaqfI/AAAAAAAACbk/BmC7CUjfMG8/s1600/IMAG0307.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OuH7qs-1aIM/Ti8hLIGaqfI/AAAAAAAACbk/BmC7CUjfMG8/s400/IMAG0307.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;chunky face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, we immediately put the new clothes on Scar baby once we got back home. (The poor kid was sweating through her clothes anyway and needed to be stripped down for ventilation.) I put her in the chair and Farrah held her up (she's just barely over a month old). Pretty cute phone pictures, if you ask me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-3692137553818118184?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/3692137553818118184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=3692137553818118184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/3692137553818118184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/3692137553818118184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/07/scar-baby-cuteness.html' title='Scar Baby Cuteness'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9WpdC7xRBGE/Ti8ep8Q5kkI/AAAAAAAACbg/FLP3oa692Hs/s72-c/IMAG0302a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-1644675994435537022</id><published>2011-07-26T14:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T14:47:34.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oat Smoothie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm about ready to pack up and get out of this stupid heat. I am SO over it. It literally makes me sick. All I want is cold stuff and I haven't cooked in a long time (this makes Pete a sad guy). Anyway, I took a tip from &lt;a href="http://www.neverhomemaker.com/2011/07/breakfast-shake-and-heat-wave.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+neverHomemaker+%28%28never+home%29maker%29"&gt;one of my favorite bloggers&lt;/a&gt; and added oats to my smoothie for more of a filling snack. See the white bits?&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;Basically my typical one-cup smoothie consists of the following:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Handful of mixed frozen berries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Two-three ice cubes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some squirts of agave nectar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Water to just come above the base of the blender&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A small dump of Quaker Oatmeal oats from the can&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bCb_REUlfaM/Ti8YGFc7wqI/AAAAAAAACbc/B_njRITIbRw/s1600/IMAG0309.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bCb_REUlfaM/Ti8YGFc7wqI/AAAAAAAACbc/B_njRITIbRw/s400/IMAG0309.jpg" width="238" /&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;It's so easy and satisfying. If you don't add the oats, it's almost like a sorbet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-1644675994435537022?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/1644675994435537022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=1644675994435537022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/1644675994435537022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/1644675994435537022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/07/oat-smoothie.html' title='Oat Smoothie'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bCb_REUlfaM/Ti8YGFc7wqI/AAAAAAAACbc/B_njRITIbRw/s72-c/IMAG0309.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-8972577147933149092</id><published>2011-06-07T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T15:17:23.064-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gardner, KS Hot Air Balloons</title><content type='html'>I feel like I have been off in La-La Land. I haven't been on the computer or taking pictures or really leaving my house for the last few weeks. Just not feeling it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oddly enough today, I made myself get up and do something. A few weeks ago Pete and I went to Gardner to check out the hot air balloons. Little did I know that it was going to be such a small, intimate, casual thing. It was awesome! We were literally right next to the teams while they set up their balloons and flew away. There were photographers everywhere! That part was actually quite intimidating. I don't know why I get self conscious sometimes about my photography, but I do. It took me a while before I pulled out my (new!) camera and started &amp;nbsp;snapping away.&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/-zNUBuQlFYOs/Te6COyMM6JI/AAAAAAAACZc/Xa81WyST_XY/s1600/Hot+Air+Balloons+178.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zNUBuQlFYOs/Te6COyMM6JI/AAAAAAAACZc/Xa81WyST_XY/s400/Hot+Air+Balloons+178.jpg" width="266" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3vSDfPHxRog/Te6CgHulfJI/AAAAAAAACZg/Go8oaLJAynQ/s1600/Hot+Air+Balloons+196.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3vSDfPHxRog/Te6CgHulfJI/AAAAAAAACZg/Go8oaLJAynQ/s400/Hot+Air+Balloons+196.jpg" width="266" /&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/-rob3HNz-JGo/Te6C0UaUTnI/AAAAAAAACZk/NBj82MkcucU/s1600/Hot+Air+Balloons+206.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rob3HNz-JGo/Te6C0UaUTnI/AAAAAAAACZk/NBj82MkcucU/s400/Hot+Air+Balloons+206.jpg" width="266" /&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/-TQB5yMZBjr8/Te6DBqjZtrI/AAAAAAAACZo/z1vB63CNmJw/s1600/Hot+Air+Balloons+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TQB5yMZBjr8/Te6DBqjZtrI/AAAAAAAACZo/z1vB63CNmJw/s400/Hot+Air+Balloons+005.jpg" width="266" /&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: left;"&gt;It was fun to watch them set up from the very beginning. They would back their trailers in and pull out a huge pouch that held the balloon and the bucket. They would set up the bars and fire blower thing and then carefully unroll the balloon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zXu2QFGaJMI/Te6FRpGHqmI/AAAAAAAACZ4/KUC1imVvpCU/s1600/Hot+Air+Balloons+097.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zXu2QFGaJMI/Te6FRpGHqmI/AAAAAAAACZ4/KUC1imVvpCU/s400/Hot+Air+Balloons+097.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-Bq0EQjYeYjI/Te6DwIPDxvI/AAAAAAAACZs/xpEX5cdJu0g/s1600/Hot+Air+Balloons+042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bq0EQjYeYjI/Te6DwIPDxvI/AAAAAAAACZs/xpEX5cdJu0g/s400/Hot+Air+Balloons+042.jpg" width="266" /&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: left;"&gt;They'd open up the&amp;nbsp;balloon&amp;nbsp;and get it all puffed up and ready to get the heat blown in.&amp;nbsp;&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/-FVyRx7pRWxU/Te6FGl9P_XI/AAAAAAAACZw/8WxWtqqsdaw/s1600/Hot+Air+Balloons+063.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FVyRx7pRWxU/Te6FGl9P_XI/AAAAAAAACZw/8WxWtqqsdaw/s400/Hot+Air+Balloons+063.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Once the balloon was full they'd tip the basket upright and keep the thing steady with one guy roping the top of the balloon on the ground and a bunch of other guys holding the basket down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cA7ipwqmC4E/Te6FLVnMfmI/AAAAAAAACZ0/4K68pjUjcCY/s1600/Hot+Air+Balloons+083.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cA7ipwqmC4E/Te6FLVnMfmI/AAAAAAAACZ0/4K68pjUjcCY/s400/Hot+Air+Balloons+083.jpg" width="266" /&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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zdGE68KETuU/Te6Fk3nfETI/AAAAAAAACaA/EIiNR0Cju64/s1600/Hot+Air+Balloons+133.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zdGE68KETuU/Te6Fk3nfETI/AAAAAAAACaA/EIiNR0Cju64/s400/Hot+Air+Balloons+133.jpg" width="266" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FNfvypSHheY/Te6FpfmGF7I/AAAAAAAACaE/AUo5FmVl84c/s1600/Hot+Air+Balloons+194.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FNfvypSHheY/Te6FpfmGF7I/AAAAAAAACaE/AUo5FmVl84c/s400/Hot+Air+Balloons+194.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then, when they deemed it the perfect wind, they'd take off. Apparently, sunset and sunrise have the calmest winds. They don't usually take off in winds higher than 10 mph. One of the ladies walking around and passing out cards stopped to chat with us. She mentioned that in the mountains the wind is circular, so you can take off and land in practically the same spot. Pretty cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-8972577147933149092?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/8972577147933149092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=8972577147933149092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/8972577147933149092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/8972577147933149092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/06/gardner-ks-hot-air-balloons.html' title='Gardner, KS Hot Air Balloons'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zNUBuQlFYOs/Te6COyMM6JI/AAAAAAAACZc/Xa81WyST_XY/s72-c/Hot+Air+Balloons+178.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-1574776771910252625</id><published>2011-05-26T18:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T18:22:59.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The $14 Glider Makeover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Farrah's having a baby. The baby's room needed a chair. Enter this glider she found at a garage sale for $14. (She had her brother-in-law flirt with the woman to get it down from $25.)&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;The frame is great. The cushions, not so much. Enter me and my old duvet cover from IKEA that I loved too much to toss even when it started to yellow at the top. I knew it was destined to be something else someone would love.&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;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nRDLmXGREZY/Td7d1Um--HI/AAAAAAAACZM/FqTsdX_rrIY/s1600/Chair+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nRDLmXGREZY/Td7d1Um--HI/AAAAAAAACZM/FqTsdX_rrIY/s400/Chair+001.JPG" width="266" /&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/--TQeJ4HA_xo/Td7d7KBDVjI/AAAAAAAACZQ/WcNsonMH6qk/s1600/Chair+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--TQeJ4HA_xo/Td7d7KBDVjI/AAAAAAAACZQ/WcNsonMH6qk/s400/Chair+002.JPG" width="266" /&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;After about a week of three nights for each cushion, I was able to make it look new. It was quite the challenge. I wrapped the fabric around the cushions like a present to get a rough pattern and started sewing. The corners were the toughest, as they were rounded. They got some pleat action.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L3jjnDbbtFg/Td7d-frw85I/AAAAAAAACZU/S7rVsDCRFXQ/s1600/IMAG0202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L3jjnDbbtFg/Td7d-frw85I/AAAAAAAACZU/S7rVsDCRFXQ/s400/IMAG0202.jpg" width="400" /&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;This was in no way a perfect sewing job, but Farrah didn't care and we hid the imperfections. I think it compliments her baby's room quite well and I was happy to be able to help out.&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;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6tGzHYYZLK4/Td7eYMHwvQI/AAAAAAAACZY/D4QQ3nznVd4/s1600/IMAG0201.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6tGzHYYZLK4/Td7eYMHwvQI/AAAAAAAACZY/D4QQ3nznVd4/s400/IMAG0201.jpg" width="238" /&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 my &lt;a href="http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/04/thrift-store-picture-makeover.html"&gt;picture makeover&lt;/a&gt; in the back? It's not staying in that spot, they just have yet to hang it up. Also, sorry about the quality of the last two photos. They were taken quickly with my phone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-1574776771910252625?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/1574776771910252625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=1574776771910252625&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/1574776771910252625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/1574776771910252625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/05/14-glider-makeover.html' title='The $14 Glider Makeover'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nRDLmXGREZY/Td7d1Um--HI/AAAAAAAACZM/FqTsdX_rrIY/s72-c/Chair+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-681307014941051487</id><published>2011-05-23T16:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T16:47:08.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Muriel Kauffman Theatre</title><content type='html'>Pete and I were downtown a few weeks ago to hear one of his coworker's bands play. I couldn't help but snap a few pictures on my phone as we were driving around. I always forget how cool Kansas City is once I get away from the typical places I visit. I have seen the &lt;a href="http://www.kauffmancenter.org/about-the-center/the-building/muriel-kauffman-theatre/"&gt;new opera house&lt;/a&gt; being built, but I was blown away when we stopped right by it. It's gorgeous and I absolutely love this picture I got. It's just great to have something like this in Kansas City.&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/-QVwJme1bVB4/TdrVZcreaOI/AAAAAAAACYs/sF8L9lMEUdA/s1600/2011-05-07-23-33-34-825.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QVwJme1bVB4/TdrVZcreaOI/AAAAAAAACYs/sF8L9lMEUdA/s400/2011-05-07-23-33-34-825.jpg" width="400" /&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/1501658795614545704-681307014941051487?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/681307014941051487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=681307014941051487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/681307014941051487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/681307014941051487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/05/muriel-kauffman-theatre.html' title='Muriel Kauffman Theatre'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QVwJme1bVB4/TdrVZcreaOI/AAAAAAAACYs/sF8L9lMEUdA/s72-c/2011-05-07-23-33-34-825.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-9188778854069913624</id><published>2011-05-11T12:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T12:11:36.699-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Not-So-Yellow Tandem Bike</title><content type='html'>Last week, Farrah and I went to visit my mom. We noticed that their neighborhood was having a garage sale, so I decided to drive around a bit. Nothing too special until we saw two bikes in someone's front yard with for sale signs on them. One was an adult carrier tricycle and the other was a nice black tandem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, when we lived in Utah, our family had a fabulous old school yellow tandem bike. We loved that thing. Unfortunately, someone got rid of it or something and I have been longing for one ever since. So you know my heart skipped a beat when I saw this beauty and they were only asking $75! Of course, in my mind, I was buying it for $50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Pete wasn't on board (too cool for tandems), so I went to my dad to tell him the story. I didn't even have to convince him before he was handing me twenties and telling me to go get it. So Farrah and I headed back to the house where I talked to an older man who said he was getting rid of them because his wife lost her sense of balance. It was in great condition and he took my $50 without any&amp;nbsp;argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, the Scott family is very happy with their new toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ysQDXg5fRrc/TcrBOb2eZsI/AAAAAAAACYk/XnGGi9B9VYo/s1600/Mother%2527s+Day+009a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ysQDXg5fRrc/TcrBOb2eZsI/AAAAAAAACYk/XnGGi9B9VYo/s400/Mother%2527s+Day+009a.jpg" width="400" /&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: left;"&gt;And just for kicks, here is a pretty pregnant belly picture from the sister who refuses to let me get her head in the shot. Silly girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ga80nAyG6j8/TcrAjRJ8s2I/AAAAAAAACYg/QMdb91I5A4k/s1600/Mother%2527s+Day+011a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ga80nAyG6j8/TcrAjRJ8s2I/AAAAAAAACYg/QMdb91I5A4k/s400/Mother%2527s+Day+011a.jpg" width="266" /&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/1501658795614545704-9188778854069913624?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/9188778854069913624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=9188778854069913624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/9188778854069913624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/9188778854069913624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/05/not-so-yellow-tandem-bike.html' title='The Not-So-Yellow Tandem Bike'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ysQDXg5fRrc/TcrBOb2eZsI/AAAAAAAACYk/XnGGi9B9VYo/s72-c/Mother%2527s+Day+009a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-360564997831892706</id><published>2011-05-09T18:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T18:48:55.318-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rolled Paper Flower Bouquet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For Mother's Day, I decided to make a bouquet that would last a while. Honestly, I just wanted something different that wouldn't cost me loads of money, so when I came across this &lt;a href="http://jonesdesigncompany.com/flowers/rolled-paper-flowers-tutorial"&gt;flower tutorial&lt;/a&gt;, I knew I wanted to copy it.&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;I planned to use a vase I already had on hand, so I just stopped by Hobby Lobby to pick up some paper and floral wire.&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;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vphtprLCU9A/Tch5OSQH9WI/AAAAAAAACXs/aDcg3dD9Tlk/s1600/Elle+Hansen+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vphtprLCU9A/Tch5OSQH9WI/AAAAAAAACXs/aDcg3dD9Tlk/s400/Elle+Hansen+001.JPG" width="400" /&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;I just cut the paper in circles, then in spirals and rolled them. Then I took a leaf shape and glued it to the flower and floral wire. I burnt my fingers, but after about two hours, I had a good bunch to work with.&amp;nbsp;&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/-715jcL4HdZc/Tch5gCiDaRI/AAAAAAAACXw/kTE1xPz34Zc/s1600/Elle+Hansen+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-715jcL4HdZc/Tch5gCiDaRI/AAAAAAAACXw/kTE1xPz34Zc/s400/Elle+Hansen+003.JPG" width="400" /&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;Unfortunately, not enough to use my yellow vase with. So I went to the fridge and used a pickle jar that had expired. It was perfect. I also found some clear beads in the basement and tied a ribbon around the jar that I had on hand.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hfT9YD5B6aM/Tch5ycBi_1I/AAAAAAAACX0/lj8B0xR-GCo/s1600/Elle+Hansen+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hfT9YD5B6aM/Tch5ycBi_1I/AAAAAAAACX0/lj8B0xR-GCo/s400/Elle+Hansen+005.JPG" width="266" /&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;My mom loved it :)&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;*One thing I will do differently for next time: Use double sided paper. Gotta love the flower with a&amp;nbsp;bar code&amp;nbsp;on the back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-360564997831892706?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/360564997831892706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=360564997831892706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/360564997831892706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/360564997831892706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/05/rolled-paper-flower-bouquet.html' title='Rolled Paper Flower Bouquet'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vphtprLCU9A/Tch5OSQH9WI/AAAAAAAACXs/aDcg3dD9Tlk/s72-c/Elle+Hansen+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-5723414143013884670</id><published>2011-05-05T22:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T22:32:13.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I took this with my phone last month on one of the back streets. I think we have gorgeous, barely paved, tree lined streets around here. They are quickly disappearing, though, so I try to take pictures of them while I can. I use the &lt;a href="http://neilandtheresa.co.uk/Android/Vignette/"&gt;vignette app&lt;/a&gt; to spice up some of the pictures I take on my phone. Considering I keep my other photography pretty natural, I like to have fun with the phone pictures.&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;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C_2rcSbYxtM/TcNqD7NAkPI/AAAAAAAACXk/LEfqeTfL9v8/s1600/logo%2527d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C_2rcSbYxtM/TcNqD7NAkPI/AAAAAAAACXk/LEfqeTfL9v8/s400/logo%2527d.jpg" width="400" /&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;Oh, and look-y there, I stuck my name on it. I found one of my pictures hanging out on someone else's blog and decided I needed to "stamp" my stuff from here on out. Thankfully, &lt;a href="http://www.theidearoom.net/2011/05/photography-with-kristen-dukecustom-watermarks.html#comment-44954"&gt;Kristen Duke&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(&lt;a href="http://kristendukephotography.com/"&gt;love her photography!&lt;/a&gt;) posted a helpful tutorial on how to do this because I couldn't figure it out for the life of me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-5723414143013884670?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/5723414143013884670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=5723414143013884670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/5723414143013884670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/5723414143013884670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/05/pretty-picture.html' title='Pretty Picture'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C_2rcSbYxtM/TcNqD7NAkPI/AAAAAAAACXk/LEfqeTfL9v8/s72-c/logo%2527d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-3681444156661836236</id><published>2011-05-02T11:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T11:17:03.971-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mom: I have a really fun hat that I'm wearing to church for Easter and a new polka dot dress!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Cute! You'll have to keep it on for a second so I can get some pictures. Let's throw Dad in there too!&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oa-43Y5YXtY/Tb7XonSRwQI/AAAAAAAACWA/otgxOB_MKc8/s1600/Easter+014a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oa-43Y5YXtY/Tb7XonSRwQI/AAAAAAAACWA/otgxOB_MKc8/s400/Easter+014a.jpg" width="266" /&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/-mDXTaGmJwLI/Tb7Xyc4TaOI/AAAAAAAACWE/2aeTXQPyuT4/s1600/Easter+024a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mDXTaGmJwLI/Tb7Xyc4TaOI/AAAAAAAACWE/2aeTXQPyuT4/s400/Easter+024a.jpg" width="266" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cVHSZ7732HI/Tb7X4ppaz9I/AAAAAAAACWI/I7jcV9ZAN0M/s1600/Easter+028bw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cVHSZ7732HI/Tb7X4ppaz9I/AAAAAAAACWI/I7jcV9ZAN0M/s400/Easter+028bw.jpg" width="400" /&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;My favorite pictures of my mom is when she is laughing like this. She doesn't like it, but I feel that it represents &amp;nbsp;her beautifully and perfectly. It's vulnerable and pure.&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;Love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-3681444156661836236?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/3681444156661836236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=3681444156661836236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/3681444156661836236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/3681444156661836236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/05/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oa-43Y5YXtY/Tb7XonSRwQI/AAAAAAAACWA/otgxOB_MKc8/s72-c/Easter+014a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-942792921901073874</id><published>2011-04-21T11:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T12:11:40.374-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Site!</title><content type='html'>After a failed attempt at Pete building me a photography site (not his fault!), I have made a blog one in the interim.&lt;a href="http://newtonhousephotography.blogspot.com/"&gt; Click here to visit!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably keep my photography posts over there, so if you like reading those, add my new site to your Google Reader or blog list or whatever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-942792921901073874?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/942792921901073874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=942792921901073874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/942792921901073874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/942792921901073874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/04/new-site.html' title='New Site!'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-4442234769409603914</id><published>2011-04-21T08:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T11:23:35.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Farrah's Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I threw Farrah a baby shower at her house. It was a great success! My social anxiety was on the low scale, so that was a plus. Here are some pictures of the place.&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;This is where I set up a little spot for people to leave notes and name suggestions.&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;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xol_9vfX8Xs/Ta-xRHGafdI/AAAAAAAACSc/O9Tnoaw5VKk/s1600/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xol_9vfX8Xs/Ta-xRHGafdI/AAAAAAAACSc/O9Tnoaw5VKk/s400/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+004.JPG" width="400" /&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;This was the "activities" table. Farrah wanted her guests to create onesies, so I bought a bunch of plain white onesies and paint. The&amp;nbsp;laundry&amp;nbsp;basket held 171 diapers for the guessing game. Whoever guessed closest won a cute little potted plant. I found the green and pink pails in the $1 section at Target. I knew I'd make good use of them!&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/-L05HrjtM1bs/Ta-xflVIYbI/AAAAAAAACSg/TlEMYwYWZtg/s1600/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L05HrjtM1bs/Ta-xflVIYbI/AAAAAAAACSg/TlEMYwYWZtg/s400/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+005.JPG" width="400" /&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;These are the &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/how-to/tissue-paper-pom-poms-how-to?backto=true&amp;amp;backtourl=/photogallery/baby-shower-decor#slide_4"&gt;Martha Stewart tissue pom-pom balls&lt;/a&gt; I made from $.99 tissue paper I found at Tuesday Morning. They were what got us started on the lime green and hot pink theme.&amp;nbsp;&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/-1KBPbQkmpw8/Ta-xtKHvEwI/AAAAAAAACSk/t8fEauXad4w/s1600/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1KBPbQkmpw8/Ta-xtKHvEwI/AAAAAAAACSk/t8fEauXad4w/s400/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+006.JPG" width="400" /&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;This is the view from the landing off the kitchen. It was nice that Farrah already had a well decorated house and I didn't need to worry about going overboard with more decor.&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/--XVvAbjFftU/Ta-x7g3Jj2I/AAAAAAAACSo/_I8z2K4rkgY/s1600/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--XVvAbjFftU/Ta-x7g3Jj2I/AAAAAAAACSo/_I8z2K4rkgY/s400/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+007.JPG" width="400" /&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We had simple fruit and sandwiches provided by my mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/-wEP0xYv8yxw/Ta-yVerG2qI/AAAAAAAACSw/3jKyT6m_cKM/s1600/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wEP0xYv8yxw/Ta-yVerG2qI/AAAAAAAACSw/3jKyT6m_cKM/s400/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+027.JPG" width="266" /&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;I made the punch.&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/-09HhvuwTyQU/Ta-ye1gwbtI/AAAAAAAACS0/aDhynN1TXZs/s1600/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-09HhvuwTyQU/Ta-ye1gwbtI/AAAAAAAACS0/aDhynN1TXZs/s400/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+028.JPG" width="266" /&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;Genny went crazy making cute little onesies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p_D1GEQxxv8/Ta-ysC4SU3I/AAAAAAAACS4/lSivqQ4vKsE/s1600/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p_D1GEQxxv8/Ta-ysC4SU3I/AAAAAAAACS4/lSivqQ4vKsE/s400/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+033.JPG" width="266" /&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;One of our favorites was one left by our cousin, Mallorie.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ovL4RK7IQfc/Ta-y0FwYXxI/AAAAAAAACS8/wAGnZbi0QIU/s1600/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ovL4RK7IQfc/Ta-y0FwYXxI/AAAAAAAACS8/wAGnZbi0QIU/s400/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+040.JPG" width="266" /&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/-XZVF4LU9KK4/Ta-y85x0okI/AAAAAAAACTA/1Cpr7MG89-E/s1600/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XZVF4LU9KK4/Ta-y85x0okI/AAAAAAAACTA/1Cpr7MG89-E/s400/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+041.JPG" width="400" /&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;The momma-to-be was looking fabulous!&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sp1OR--spe4/Ta-1qSchYgI/AAAAAAAACTE/2hwp_RAwueA/s1600/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+017b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sp1OR--spe4/Ta-1qSchYgI/AAAAAAAACTE/2hwp_RAwueA/s400/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+017b.jpg" width="266" /&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;Genny supplied her famous raspberry cream cupcakes.&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/-y3ORC4IyaiE/Ta-10VD2smI/AAAAAAAACTI/VIe70ADqmZA/s1600/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+026a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y3ORC4IyaiE/Ta-10VD2smI/AAAAAAAACTI/VIe70ADqmZA/s400/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+026a.jpg" width="266" /&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;We got to play with Farrah's friend's baby.&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/-_-qrKoCzZbI/Ta-1-SkpwnI/AAAAAAAACTM/iz_XO89k4iM/s1600/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+034b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_-qrKoCzZbI/Ta-1-SkpwnI/AAAAAAAACTM/iz_XO89k4iM/s400/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+034b.jpg" width="266" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xzEQIx0QMEk/Ta-2H6Bw3iI/AAAAAAAACTQ/DeBNkbfWmcI/s1600/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+035a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xzEQIx0QMEk/Ta-2H6Bw3iI/AAAAAAAACTQ/DeBNkbfWmcI/s400/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+035a.jpg" width="400" /&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;Farrah got reunited with her high school buddies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l7Onc7XV-sE/Ta-2SvQibnI/AAAAAAAACTU/RCuQy69klu8/s1600/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+042a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l7Onc7XV-sE/Ta-2SvQibnI/AAAAAAAACTU/RCuQy69klu8/s400/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+042a.jpg" width="266" /&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/-W8BYcgP9ex8/Ta-2dXbOeGI/AAAAAAAACTY/CgQ1p81_INY/s1600/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+046a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W8BYcgP9ex8/Ta-2dXbOeGI/AAAAAAAACTY/CgQ1p81_INY/s400/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+046a.jpg" width="400" /&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/1501658795614545704-4442234769409603914?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/4442234769409603914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=4442234769409603914&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/4442234769409603914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/4442234769409603914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/04/farrahs-baby-shower.html' title='Farrah&apos;s Baby Shower'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xol_9vfX8Xs/Ta-xRHGafdI/AAAAAAAACSc/O9Tnoaw5VKk/s72-c/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-7828175065644689689</id><published>2011-04-20T08:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T08:34:00.394-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Official Housewife</title><content type='html'>I've made the transition from Unofficial Housewife to Official Housewife. I feel very blessed and lucky and relieved. Thankfully, I have a husband who supports this and is pretty happy about it as long as I am happy. Oh, and as long as I have dinner ready for him when he comes home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my new challenge: making dinner. I've never been a cook and my skills have mostly been in the baking department. So to find recipes that are yummy (to my picky taste) and not too intimidating is a little difficult. Thankfully, I only have to come up with about two or three per week. Considering there are only two of us, one dish&amp;nbsp;yields&amp;nbsp;enough leftovers for the next night that we are fine with eating again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have I been cooking, you might be wondering...Well, it's only been a few weeks that I have completely dived into this, so there aren't a whole bunch of new recipes that I have tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried a two creamy enchilada recipes. &lt;a href="http://www.kevinandamanda.com/recipes/dinner/creamy-chicken-enchiladas.html"&gt;The first one&lt;/a&gt;, I really liked and &lt;a href="http://www.bettycrocker.com/recipes/light-and-creamy-chicken-enchiladas/367ac978-9070-4673-b337-e1c6568df5fa"&gt;the second one&lt;/a&gt;, Pete really liked. The jury is still out on the perfect recipe. This picture is of the first one.&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/-yCSaNQ-p3-4/Ta4PfJbgE_I/AAAAAAAACSA/bDV-ivysnIw/s1600/IMAG0091.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yCSaNQ-p3-4/Ta4PfJbgE_I/AAAAAAAACSA/bDV-ivysnIw/s400/IMAG0091.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then last evening, we tried some &lt;a href="http://www.eatingwell.com/recipes/gnocchi_with_zucchini_ribbons_parsley_brown_butter.html"&gt;gnocchi with zucchini and tomatoes&lt;/a&gt;. It was very flavorful and surprisingly filling! For those of you unfamiliar with gnocchi, it's basically a pasta ball made of flour. I had no idea what the heck it was until Farrah made us dinner with it a few years ago.&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/-zUypH1vDUi4/Ta4QuxZur5I/AAAAAAAACSE/YalWk0FoRVo/s1600/MV5273.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zUypH1vDUi4/Ta4QuxZur5I/AAAAAAAACSE/YalWk0FoRVo/s400/MV5273.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eatingwell.com/recipes/gnocchi_with_zucchini_ribbons_parsley_brown_butter.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;via&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the recipes that has quickly become our favorite is&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Spinach-and-Tortellini-Salad/Detail.aspx"&gt; tortellini with spinach&lt;/a&gt;. It is so perfect for the season and quick and easy. I found it using the &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/features/more/iphone.aspx?linkid=2004&amp;amp;ect=7"&gt;All Recipes app&lt;/a&gt; on my phone. I have already made it about four times in the last few weeks. I compliment it with some Pepperidge Farm frozen garlic bread.&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/-RLm7JYrNOs8/Ta4hEa-7-mI/AAAAAAAACSQ/0w9ORA7MNWQ/s1600/download.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RLm7JYrNOs8/Ta4hEa-7-mI/AAAAAAAACSQ/0w9ORA7MNWQ/s400/download.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;taken with my phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I go looking for recipes, I try to get vegetable based ones with less then 7-10 ingredients. I seriously get scared off by anything more complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things I have discovered a need for in the kitchen: a super cute apron and a food processor. Anyone have a great food processor that cost them less than $100?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-7828175065644689689?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/7828175065644689689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=7828175065644689689&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/7828175065644689689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/7828175065644689689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/04/official-housewife.html' title='An Official Housewife'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yCSaNQ-p3-4/Ta4PfJbgE_I/AAAAAAAACSA/bDV-ivysnIw/s72-c/IMAG0091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-7345084957356017296</id><published>2011-04-19T15:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T15:11:22.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thrift Store Picture Makeover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Farrah and I were out browsing the local Salvation Army store when she saw this&amp;nbsp;painting. She immediately fell in love with it and I immediately fell in love with the frame. It had major potential and she wanted it for her baby's room. So I snatched it up and got it all ready to gift to her in time for her baby shower.&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;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zNKIfRyGgr4/Ta2-r5EPAFI/AAAAAAAACRo/smmSIMVyfJg/s1600/Toy+059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zNKIfRyGgr4/Ta2-r5EPAFI/AAAAAAAACRo/smmSIMVyfJg/s400/Toy+059.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The gold was&amp;nbsp;gaudy, but the intricate details were perfect!&amp;nbsp;&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/-worEtbMGug8/Ta2-25HeLlI/AAAAAAAACRs/89CEsdltpCs/s1600/Toy+060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-worEtbMGug8/Ta2-25HeLlI/AAAAAAAACRs/89CEsdltpCs/s400/Toy+060.JPG" width="400" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NW_xemwBp7A/Ta2_CA-S78I/AAAAAAAACRw/UqbbTAYLdvA/s1600/Toy+061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NW_xemwBp7A/Ta2_CA-S78I/AAAAAAAACRw/UqbbTAYLdvA/s400/Toy+061.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just painted it white with some leftover paint I had and glazed it with black gloss. It picked up the details beautifully!I think it gave it a fresh, new life. &amp;nbsp;&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/-ef79-joQ3uo/Ta2_XFmbPEI/AAAAAAAACR4/WVUYt1eH2LI/s1600/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ef79-joQ3uo/Ta2_XFmbPEI/AAAAAAAACR4/WVUYt1eH2LI/s400/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+002.JPG" width="266" /&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/-lrCC3uKSclE/Ta2_hUWH0QI/AAAAAAAACR8/El0Q9WAtBTo/s1600/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lrCC3uKSclE/Ta2_hUWH0QI/AAAAAAAACR8/El0Q9WAtBTo/s400/Farrah%2527s+Baby+Shower+003.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once she gets it hung up in its new home, I'll post a picture.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-7345084957356017296?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/7345084957356017296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=7345084957356017296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/7345084957356017296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/7345084957356017296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/04/thrift-store-picture-makeover.html' title='Thrift Store Picture Makeover'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zNKIfRyGgr4/Ta2-r5EPAFI/AAAAAAAACRo/smmSIMVyfJg/s72-c/Toy+059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-508443183021136152</id><published>2011-04-15T14:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T14:13:00.854-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Piano</title><content type='html'>My mom and I found this a few years ago at a little antique shop in Old Town Lenexa. It's actually a sweet little music jewelry box. I have it sitting on my shelf in the front room. It doesn't match anything in my house, but I love it.&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/-pMp0_9mypog/TadIFAxk3YI/AAAAAAAACRc/0GxqvosWovA/s1600/Toy+050a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pMp0_9mypog/TadIFAxk3YI/AAAAAAAACRc/0GxqvosWovA/s400/Toy+050a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the precious little bench that goes with it.&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/-MNVZon0uTNU/TadJHPOkWzI/AAAAAAAACRk/FIcCKEgT4GY/s1600/Toy+046a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MNVZon0uTNU/TadJHPOkWzI/AAAAAAAACRk/FIcCKEgT4GY/s400/Toy+046a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the only "toy" I could think of to try out some&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?q=toy+photography&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;prmd=ivns&amp;amp;source=lnms&amp;amp;tbm=isch&amp;amp;ei=4kqnTbDRN5T2swPi--D5DA&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=mode_link&amp;amp;ct=mode&amp;amp;cd=2&amp;amp;ved=0CAoQ_AUoAQ&amp;amp;biw=1223&amp;amp;bih=855"&gt; toy photography &lt;/a&gt;shots. This new adventure brought me out of my photography funk and now I just want to make beautiful pictures of tiny things. Like these tiny little wildflowers from my yard.&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/-p-rjOzBDeLU/TadIKw8iSzI/AAAAAAAACRg/CdqAD6G5ZrA/s1600/Toy+053a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p-rjOzBDeLU/TadIKw8iSzI/AAAAAAAACRg/CdqAD6G5ZrA/s400/Toy+053a.jpg" width="400" /&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/1501658795614545704-508443183021136152?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/508443183021136152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=508443183021136152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/508443183021136152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/508443183021136152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/04/my-little-piano.html' title='My Little Piano'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pMp0_9mypog/TadIFAxk3YI/AAAAAAAACRc/0GxqvosWovA/s72-c/Toy+050a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-286083554413668401</id><published>2011-04-14T14:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T14:12:38.652-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First, but not my last, Stuffed Animal Thing...</title><content type='html'>This is the lobster lamb. Dubbed so because of its ridiculously large "lobster" arms.&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/-K8nQyRQnViA/TadGKFBhEfI/AAAAAAAACRY/qN4tXz6cZfc/s1600/IMAG0117.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K8nQyRQnViA/TadGKFBhEfI/AAAAAAAACRY/qN4tXz6cZfc/s400/IMAG0117.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(phone picture after Farrah placed it in the crib)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would think that I would be better at following directions....or cutting out the pieces...Whatever. This was my first try at making a stuffed animal from a pattern and somehow, I still think it's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I had a vision (ala velveteen rabbit) of a sweet cuddly first stuffed animal that was handmade by a loved one and delicately garnered with a shiny, satin red bow. It would match the baby's room and be carried everywhere. It would be the keepsake of her childhood years...Where did I go wrong? The pattern cutting. I thought I followed directions, but obviously not. I ended up cutting the wrong sides, so I had to do it over again (thank goodness for my "be prepared" ways and buying extra yardage!). This resulted in frustrated cutting, which only led to disproportioned body parts. Poor little lamb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had it sitting out when Genny came over the other day. She LOVED it. She loved the special little guy. It made me kind of love it too. After all, it is still super cuddly and the baby that it is intended for will never know the difference. She may be confused when she finally sees one in real life...&lt;i&gt;Baby: Momma, why doesn't that lamb look like mine? Farrah: Oh, because Aunt Elena is too cheap and lazy to make you a&amp;nbsp;proportioned&amp;nbsp;stuffed animal.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I keep looking at it and loving it more and more. It was &lt;s&gt;fun&lt;/s&gt; quite the experience to make a stuffed animal. There are many things I will do differently the next time. Although, I am totally thinking of scrapping the perfect patterned idea and diving into &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/images?q=ugly+doll&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;source=og&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;tab=wi&amp;amp;biw=1225&amp;amp;bih=855"&gt;ugly doll world&lt;/a&gt;. They don't care if one arm is bigger than the other....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-286083554413668401?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/286083554413668401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=286083554413668401&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/286083554413668401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/286083554413668401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/04/first-but-not-my-last-stuffed-animal.html' title='First, but not my last, Stuffed Animal Thing...'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K8nQyRQnViA/TadGKFBhEfI/AAAAAAAACRY/qN4tXz6cZfc/s72-c/IMAG0117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-1153305523318768917</id><published>2011-04-07T16:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T12:21:09.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Composting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have a huge compost pit at the back of our property, but it is pretty annoying to walk all the way back there just to dump some scraps. We tried the&amp;nbsp;counter top&amp;nbsp;compost pail, but it attracted ants and again, we still had to dump it in the back. Too far (it's like an eighth of a mile!). Too lazy. It was driving me crazy that we weren't saving our scraps, so I came up with a solution: make a small compost bin right outside our back door!&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 found a cute green bin on sale for $6. Drilled some holes in the bottom and the top for aeration. Filled it a 1/4 of the way with dry leaves and then halfway with dirt.&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;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p3PURMP4dkI/TZzWTmmOfhI/AAAAAAAACRI/PgLcrChe4Jo/s1600/2071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p3PURMP4dkI/TZzWTmmOfhI/AAAAAAAACRI/PgLcrChe4Jo/s320/2071.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;Then I dumped my scraps, covered it with the dirt, and sprinkled some water on top to keep it moist. Voila! Compost bin that is super convenient.&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;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AcobQMTwjbA/TZzWuZiXY8I/AAAAAAAACRU/EkQVx1rzcl0/s1600/2074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AcobQMTwjbA/TZzWuZiXY8I/AAAAAAAACRU/EkQVx1rzcl0/s320/2074.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I even decided to keep a plastic bag on the kitchen cart to throw the scraps in for the day until they are ready to dump.&amp;nbsp;&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/-gOoN-V4_K2k/TZzWac_jclI/AAAAAAAACRM/0P4PFPpcwuQ/s1600/2072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gOoN-V4_K2k/TZzWac_jclI/AAAAAAAACRM/0P4PFPpcwuQ/s320/2072.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so excited! This will be great compost for our plants and sprinkling on the garden. If it gets too full, I'll just take it to the back to the big guy for composting next year. Win, win!&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/-9v3Q67qsWIE/TZzWjpIGH-I/AAAAAAAACRQ/Ie4OG3i7hsE/s1600/2073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9v3Q67qsWIE/TZzWjpIGH-I/AAAAAAAACRQ/Ie4OG3i7hsE/s320/2073.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/1501658795614545704-1153305523318768917?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/1153305523318768917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=1153305523318768917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/1153305523318768917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/1153305523318768917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/04/composting.html' title='Composting'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p3PURMP4dkI/TZzWTmmOfhI/AAAAAAAACRI/PgLcrChe4Jo/s72-c/2071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-7492341469626228488</id><published>2011-04-06T16:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T16:06:14.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fanning the Flames of Love</title><content type='html'>First, check out the way corny title. Couldn't resist. Anyway...our backyard was in&amp;nbsp;desperate&amp;nbsp;need of a&amp;nbsp;fire pit. If anything, just to be able to burn all of our sticks. We literally have three growing piles of them! We've been&amp;nbsp;eying&amp;nbsp;the standard round ones you can buy anywhere, but I just didn't want to spend over $50 on one. Call me cheap, but I just didn't want to do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for Pete's birthday, I got the idea to surprise him by building an&amp;nbsp;in ground&amp;nbsp;one. In my opinion, I just thought that it would look really cool. So I went online, searching for how-to's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Before I could start building, I needed to start collecting some rock. We have lava rock in our front bushes and we hate it! We plan to completely tear apart our front porch area, so I figured it would be okay to start removing the rocks and use some for the pit. Bigger undertaking than I anticipated. It was heavy lifting. I scooped them up with a dustpan into the&amp;nbsp;wheelbarrow&amp;nbsp;and hauled them back to the area I was using for the pit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/-zgM6z9GTSGk/TZzSM4PseBI/AAAAAAAACQw/jZVg1a_CenA/s1600/IMAG0069.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zgM6z9GTSGk/TZzSM4PseBI/AAAAAAAACQw/jZVg1a_CenA/s400/IMAG0069.jpg" width="400" /&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: left;"&gt;Once that was done, I could start digging the "hole". I needed to get a good foundation for the first row and I needed it to be level. This was the most time consuming part. I had my mom and Farrah with me, but they could only do so much considering their conditions (old and pregnant). Either way, they were a huge help! Too bad they couldn't help much with the 14lb bricks. That was the most horrible, back breaking part! I had forty of them that needed to get into the shopping cart, into my car, out of my car into the wheelbarrow, and to the spot. We could only wheel 4-6 each time because of the weight.&amp;nbsp;&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/-F7u0ehOjbI4/TZzSU_GVEEI/AAAAAAAACQ0/BkZ86qHlweA/s1600/IMAG0081.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F7u0ehOjbI4/TZzSU_GVEEI/AAAAAAAACQ0/BkZ86qHlweA/s400/IMAG0081.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Farrah taking a break. (I tried to give her other yard jobs like taking care of old potted plants, but that was still a bit much for the pregacious gal.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zuIq_MXVFNk/TZzSkHx4naI/AAAAAAAACQ4/uX22Pf6WVPA/s1600/IMAG0082.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zuIq_MXVFNk/TZzSkHx4naI/AAAAAAAACQ4/uX22Pf6WVPA/s400/IMAG0082.jpg" width="400" /&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: left;"&gt;Once we got the digging done, I threw in some gravel and lava rock to make a sturdy foundation. I also had to make sure it was all level. Pete is a perfectionist when it comes to&amp;nbsp;landscaping&amp;nbsp;and yard work, so I wanted to make sure it was up to his standards.&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/-PDOrDxS0vF0/TZzSxsaCNwI/AAAAAAAACQ8/ssdS2yIWEwg/s1600/IMAG0083.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDOrDxS0vF0/TZzSxsaCNwI/AAAAAAAACQ8/ssdS2yIWEwg/s400/IMAG0083.jpg" width="400" /&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/--fgMs-FmgSA/TZzS86zzqQI/AAAAAAAACRA/YxhZ5nmzF7Q/s1600/IMAG0084.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--fgMs-FmgSA/TZzS86zzqQI/AAAAAAAACRA/YxhZ5nmzF7Q/s400/IMAG0084.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first row was done, it was smooth sailing from there. Pete was so surprised. Not exactly about the pit (he had caught on to that part), but that we worked with all that brick by ourselves. He plans to make some in ground benches for seating in the next week or so. We have yet to break it in, but I am so thrilled to finally have a fire pit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tUFkMiQF-CA/TZzTJfRJmeI/AAAAAAAACRE/XI0H0nZZoYA/s1600/IMAG0086.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tUFkMiQF-CA/TZzTJfRJmeI/AAAAAAAACRE/XI0H0nZZoYA/s400/IMAG0086.jpg" width="400" /&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/1501658795614545704-7492341469626228488?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/7492341469626228488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=7492341469626228488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/7492341469626228488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/7492341469626228488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/04/fanning-flames-of-love.html' title='Fanning the Flames of Love'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zgM6z9GTSGk/TZzSM4PseBI/AAAAAAAACQw/jZVg1a_CenA/s72-c/IMAG0069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-7424476688952350650</id><published>2011-04-05T11:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T11:56:39.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Before and Afters</title><content type='html'>If you're like me, you love a good "before and after". I especially like photography ones. I was working on some pictures yesterday and pulled up some old ones. These guys needed some better lighting and color correction. Nothing over the top, but just enough to make them pop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YNXs4zaQips/TZtHrrMKBxI/AAAAAAAACQk/fKbSU3goTrM/s1600/014_b%2526a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="330" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YNXs4zaQips/TZtHrrMKBxI/AAAAAAAACQk/fKbSU3goTrM/s400/014_b%2526a.jpg" width="400" /&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/-X3omPx0vVP0/TZtIqc950iI/AAAAAAAACQo/ShHTQJzpQDA/s1600/bbq+097_b%2526a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="146" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X3omPx0vVP0/TZtIqc950iI/AAAAAAAACQo/ShHTQJzpQDA/s400/bbq+097_b%2526a.jpg" width="400" /&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/-PFM3sNRowlE/TZtI4g43WPI/AAAAAAAACQs/jdMYbvBSz-c/s1600/bbq+119_b%2526a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="330" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PFM3sNRowlE/TZtI4g43WPI/AAAAAAAACQs/jdMYbvBSz-c/s400/bbq+119_b%2526a.jpg" width="400" /&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/1501658795614545704-7424476688952350650?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/7424476688952350650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=7424476688952350650&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/7424476688952350650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/7424476688952350650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/04/before-and-afters.html' title='Before and Afters'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YNXs4zaQips/TZtHrrMKBxI/AAAAAAAACQk/fKbSU3goTrM/s72-c/014_b%2526a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-224874655938373922</id><published>2011-03-18T14:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T14:01:26.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fuller Shelf Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My project for the day was to fill out my&lt;a href="http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/03/our-newly-improved-office.html"&gt; picture ledge&lt;/a&gt; that I showed you a few weeks ago. It was bare and as much as I am still not completely satisfied with it, at least it doesn't look so naked.&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;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3fh0n-n9e-g/TYOnz5i61hI/AAAAAAAACOw/oCf3eaF-nQw/s1600/2015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3fh0n-n9e-g/TYOnz5i61hI/AAAAAAAACOw/oCf3eaF-nQw/s400/2015.JPG" width="400" /&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;I changed out the flowers for some black ones and added some pictures. Another thing that I added was an "inspiration" poster I saw this morning on &lt;a href="http://www.soulographer.com/friday-inspirations-2/"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt;. You could &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/47796726/inspire-your-work?ref=sr_gallery_13"&gt;purchase it here&lt;/a&gt;, but I decided to whip up my own real quick.&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 just opened Microsoft Publisher, downloaded a fun font (&lt;a href="http://www.dafont.com/twelve-weeks-pregnant.font"&gt;called twelve weeks pregnant!&lt;/a&gt;), and went for a soothing pink-ish color. It's printed on cardstock and reads "Taking time to live life will only inspire your work". It really struck a chord with me. It sits right above my head and keeps me motivated. Oh, and I totally didn't spend one penny on it!&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="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ahdZT-UUFRM/TYOnoVjAL_I/AAAAAAAACOo/jHj6ripJCZA/s1600/2013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ahdZT-UUFRM/TYOnoVjAL_I/AAAAAAAACOo/jHj6ripJCZA/s400/2013.JPG" width="266" /&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;Here is a close up of one of the paintings I have sitting on the ledge. My grandpa Scotty is an amazing painter and always has little canvases around of his latest stuff. When we were there last to visit, he graciously let us take a picture. I chose this because it reminds me of a little cabin in the mountains in Colorado. It compliments the other little canvas I have on the ledge below.&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;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ksQuVqS5KCk/TYOntiAEDBI/AAAAAAAACOs/OO25SyQ4PmQ/s1600/2014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ksQuVqS5KCk/TYOntiAEDBI/AAAAAAAACOs/OO25SyQ4PmQ/s400/2014.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-V36fvu5DI7o/TYOn6csQgpI/AAAAAAAACO0/C6J0StE_Z9Q/s1600/2017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-V36fvu5DI7o/TYOn6csQgpI/AAAAAAAACO0/C6J0StE_Z9Q/s400/2017.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wanna see what I picked up on the side of the road yesterday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-kXbusTa5jQI/TYOoE5PiNHI/AAAAAAAACO4/LUVTeC8YekY/s1600/2019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-kXbusTa5jQI/TYOoE5PiNHI/AAAAAAAACO4/LUVTeC8YekY/s400/2019.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have big plans for that door! There's no room in my house for it, but I grabbed it with Farrah's house in mind. Stay tuned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-224874655938373922?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/224874655938373922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=224874655938373922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/224874655938373922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/224874655938373922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/03/fuller-shelf-life.html' title='A Fuller Shelf Life'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3fh0n-n9e-g/TYOnz5i61hI/AAAAAAAACOw/oCf3eaF-nQw/s72-c/2015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-7658205498026205923</id><published>2011-03-17T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T20:21:19.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun New Phone Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pete has been hating his BlackBerry and lusting after the HTC EVO. So Saturday, we went to the Sprint store to check them out. Well, we ended up walking out with them.&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;One of the many reasons I decided it was such a good buy was because of the 8 megapixel camera and HD video. My Canon Powershot was getting quite dated (at only 4 megapixels and horrible video quality) and instead of getting a new one, this phone works perfectly.&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;Check out the gorgeous sunset pictures it captured the other night. I was driving, so I had Genny snap these. She did a great job!&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="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-4BzrNJBEUNo/TYKHIge9UYI/AAAAAAAACOY/YyQ6RO-wXUM/s1600/IMAG0015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-4BzrNJBEUNo/TYKHIge9UYI/AAAAAAAACOY/YyQ6RO-wXUM/s400/IMAG0015.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-KU_kGy6_pKE/TYKHMwIMiqI/AAAAAAAACOc/8BF-ZBz1wYM/s1600/IMAG0016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-KU_kGy6_pKE/TYKHMwIMiqI/AAAAAAAACOc/8BF-ZBz1wYM/s400/IMAG0016.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-XGw6XPjjg0Q/TYKHQ9SHduI/AAAAAAAACOg/8gzyex1UlCQ/s1600/IMAG0017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-XGw6XPjjg0Q/TYKHQ9SHduI/AAAAAAAACOg/8gzyex1UlCQ/s400/IMAG0017.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my favorite.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-50UYsNDGCgI/TYKHU2HGOBI/AAAAAAAACOk/fM2s4L2vp84/s1600/IMAG0020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-50UYsNDGCgI/TYKHU2HGOBI/AAAAAAAACOk/fM2s4L2vp84/s400/IMAG0020.jpg" width="238" /&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/1501658795614545704-7658205498026205923?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/7658205498026205923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=7658205498026205923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/7658205498026205923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/7658205498026205923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/03/fun-new-phone-pictures.html' title='Fun New Phone Pictures'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-4BzrNJBEUNo/TYKHIge9UYI/AAAAAAAACOY/YyQ6RO-wXUM/s72-c/IMAG0015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-2320494914228147363</id><published>2011-03-09T22:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T22:40:20.968-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An Unofficial Housewife</title><content type='html'>My family asks me what I do all day. Well...I'm not really sure, but somehow my days get filled up with running errands, cleaning, or hanging out with the very people that ask me that question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, my day consisted of the following...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wake up at 9-ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go to the computer to check the &lt;a href="http://www.fox4kc.com/news/wdaf-shawnee-mission-west-teacher-under-investigation-20110308,0,2368503.story"&gt;latest news updates on this&lt;/a&gt; (the wife of the guy I hung out with/dated for a bit in high school). Move on to Facebook and the latest blog updates via Google Reader.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Browse through and edit more pictures from this weekend in Wichita with my sisters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fsSzr5kxLqI/TXe9mB6KVyI/AAAAAAAACNQ/OkYqit_X6o8/s1600/Wichita+082bw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fsSzr5kxLqI/TXe9mB6KVyI/AAAAAAAACNQ/OkYqit_X6o8/s400/Wichita+082bw.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My dad's father, Grandpa Scotty, hugging Amber, my older sister.&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="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9dEOXgMXTys/TXe9sCjP3KI/AAAAAAAACNU/NVjAcqblTE0/s1600/Wichita+121bw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9dEOXgMXTys/TXe9sCjP3KI/AAAAAAAACNU/NVjAcqblTE0/s400/Wichita+121bw.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;From bottom left: Amber, Uncle David, Farrah, Claire and Grandpa Scotty.&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="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-StuN0qny67w/TXe9x2rpsII/AAAAAAAACNY/-n3OCaNOdo8/s1600/Wichita+163bw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-StuN0qny67w/TXe9x2rpsII/AAAAAAAACNY/-n3OCaNOdo8/s400/Wichita+163bw.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Amber and her daughter Audrey.&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="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5aUgT0CF3FU/TXe965atwkI/AAAAAAAACNc/YhfO3EK08ug/s1600/Wichita+209a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5aUgT0CF3FU/TXe965atwkI/AAAAAAAACNc/YhfO3EK08ug/s400/Wichita+209a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My dad, Grandpa Kansas to Audrey, and Audrey.&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: left;"&gt;Take a break to make myself some crepes for breakfast and bake some chicken for this week's salads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Check back on the computer and get distracted by this (love me some old school Janet!):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Sukx2Prte0w" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do some online window shopping for &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/69678116/metallic-purple-rosette-trio-headband"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/64619084/silver-grey-rosette-trio-headband"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, but then decide to try to make a variation of my own first. So I go online searching for some tutorials. &lt;a href="http://www.rufflesandstuff.com/2010/07/lauren-headband-tutorial.html"&gt;Found&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.makeit-loveit.com/2010/11/embellished-tee-with-multi-layered.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed:+MakeItAndLoveIt+(Make+It+and+Love+It)"&gt;some&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.maurices.com/product/index.jsp?productId=4277902"&gt;inspiration &lt;/a&gt;to get me started! It's about 12:30 and I start rummaging through my craft stash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get hungry and eat some lunch while watching TV. Get distracted by the TV for a half hour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get up, wash some dishes, and start making a headband. Headband not working out as well as I hoped, but make plans to try again later now that I know what I did wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farrah calls and says she's coming over! It's about 2:45 as we head out for some shopping (found a great picture at Salvation Army) and joining in with my mom for more shopping at Nebraska Furniture Mart and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get home at 9-ish, check the computer, talk to Pete and I am down for the night! Fun day in the life of me! What do you do all day?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-2320494914228147363?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/2320494914228147363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=2320494914228147363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/2320494914228147363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/2320494914228147363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/03/unofficial-housewife.html' title='An Unofficial Housewife'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fsSzr5kxLqI/TXe9mB6KVyI/AAAAAAAACNQ/OkYqit_X6o8/s72-c/Wichita+082bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-3138623519213136396</id><published>2011-03-04T21:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T21:30:36.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Newly Improved Office</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our house has two bedrooms. One is the bedroom (duh!) and the other is the office. More specifically, Pete's office. I never touched it. He had one picture that he found a while ago to put up and that was it. I really had no idea what to do with the space, especially considering I rarely went in there.&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;Of course that changed when Pete put together a desktop for me thinking that it would be faster than my laptop with the whole photography thing. It was really sweet and I ended up loving having a desktop! So with all my time now being spent in the office, I needed to do something with it.&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;This is the main blank wall. I had a vision of picture ledges like my&lt;a href="http://www.younghouselove.com/2010/07/office-progress-getting-our-art-groove-on/"&gt; favorite bloggers seen here&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="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1AmU30oDweU/TXGi9RZHKzI/AAAAAAAACM0/eb97UD_EYzw/s1600/The+Office+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1AmU30oDweU/TXGi9RZHKzI/AAAAAAAACM0/eb97UD_EYzw/s400/The+Office+004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wasn't really sure what to do with the other two walls, but ended up bringing all our wall decor from the basement that we had used for the living room in our old place. I was quite thrilled that I could use most of it again and save some money!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FSi5ofyEKzg/TXGjKjFCSyI/AAAAAAAACM8/KolIB28v1uM/s1600/The+Office+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FSi5ofyEKzg/TXGjKjFCSyI/AAAAAAAACM8/KolIB28v1uM/s400/The+Office+006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That was the one picture that Pete had picked out. It's a cool volcano thing and I figured why take his one piece down. So we left it. As for dressing up the window, I decided I would steal the curtains from the bedroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-pTFa3qdHoNk/TXGjEIH0-aI/AAAAAAAACM4/JtFrhP0geTk/s1600/The+Office+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-pTFa3qdHoNk/TXGjEIH0-aI/AAAAAAAACM4/JtFrhP0geTk/s400/The+Office+005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ready...here are my picture ledges. Wanna know what I did? Instead of spending a couple hundred bucks &lt;a href="http://www.potterybarn.com/products/holman-picture-ledge/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, I made my own for under $30. I went to Home Depot with my mom and looked for the perfect six foot pieces of wood. I found window molding that had perfect ridges for resting items! Bonus: they are thick enough to put little vases and knick-knacks on! The top piece is six feet wide and the bottom is six and a half. Pete just screwed them up there with an "L" bracket and voila! I literally ran around the house searching for stuff to start it out with. (So, no, they will not be that bare forever.) See my super cute lamp in the corner?! I was so happy to find that at TJ Maxx, especially considering how Pete likes to work in the dark and I don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ohGJJddoTUg/TXGlJEKXWBI/AAAAAAAACNA/qregpqJWacE/s1600/The+Office+022a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ohGJJddoTUg/TXGlJEKXWBI/AAAAAAAACNA/qregpqJWacE/s400/The+Office+022a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The volcano corner with new window dressings (that still need hemming). I love what curtains do to a room! I also totally forgot to take the clock out of the picture. That is not its home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-LXgornzmyFI/TXGlTwjxLPI/AAAAAAAACNE/KsMqA7gbVgs/s1600/The+Office+024a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-LXgornzmyFI/TXGlTwjxLPI/AAAAAAAACNE/KsMqA7gbVgs/s400/The+Office+024a.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now here was the tricky wall. It's kind of big, but we only had this picture to work with. We turned it on its side and decided it could work. In the end, Pete deemed it "ghetto" and I told him I would look for new artwork. Either way, I don't think it's that bad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-3f-cYbMpWy4/TXGleDpwfLI/AAAAAAAACNI/zDG6_EOnMZk/s1600/The+Office+025a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-3f-cYbMpWy4/TXGleDpwfLI/AAAAAAAACNI/zDG6_EOnMZk/s400/The+Office+025a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have to admit that aside from the ledges, I love this wall. I got to use my favorite picture frame and put in my black and white photos. I think it fills the space perfectly and helps remind people that they are in a grey room, not a purple one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-gDHmmELBzAM/TXGlpjjOKrI/AAAAAAAACNM/hwyT-FhHZMc/s1600/The+Office+026a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-gDHmmELBzAM/TXGlpjjOKrI/AAAAAAAACNM/hwyT-FhHZMc/s400/The+Office+026a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You like how Pete is just chillin', watching his KU videos? I was too excited to push him out and "stage" the room perfectly before taking pictures and blogging about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-3138623519213136396?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/3138623519213136396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=3138623519213136396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/3138623519213136396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/3138623519213136396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/03/our-newly-improved-office.html' title='Our Newly Improved Office'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1AmU30oDweU/TXGi9RZHKzI/AAAAAAAACM0/eb97UD_EYzw/s72-c/The+Office+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-6432561800982212499</id><published>2011-02-27T13:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T13:08:03.508-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Latest Snow Adventures of Pete and Elena!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As I mentioned in my post below, it snowed on Thursday night and Pete wasn't working on the Friday before his new job started. I made a point to plan something fun and different for us to do. Pete had his heart set on visiting &lt;a href="http://www.cavespring.org/"&gt;Cave Spring&lt;/a&gt; in Kansas City. It's a historic nature center that he had been to as a kid.&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 was excited because I knew it would be COVERED in snow. I strapped on my snow gear and we headed out. We were the only ones there and it was untouched territory (aside from the deer). I was in heaven. It literally felt like I was &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/images?q=the+lion+the+witch+and+the+wardrobe&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;prmd=ivnsb&amp;amp;source=lnms&amp;amp;tbs=isch:1&amp;amp;ei=9Z9qTaDbAY-ssAPkl8mmBA&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=mode_link&amp;amp;ct=mode&amp;amp;cd=2&amp;amp;ved=0CBkQ_AUoAQ&amp;amp;biw=1232&amp;amp;bih=841"&gt;walking through the wardrobe&lt;/a&gt; into my own snow covered magical land.&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;It had a cave.&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="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Y_BOSUbVLVo/TWqXwBYVJsI/AAAAAAAACMI/TRCnLHRCgEA/s1600/Snow+Night+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Y_BOSUbVLVo/TWqXwBYVJsI/AAAAAAAACMI/TRCnLHRCgEA/s400/Snow+Night+021.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-yPbGRf0yAfM/TWqYBxKyKQI/AAAAAAAACMM/5Wk6stURfqI/s1600/Snow+Night+018bw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-yPbGRf0yAfM/TWqYBxKyKQI/AAAAAAAACMM/5Wk6stURfqI/s400/Snow+Night+018bw.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There were lots of fun bridges.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-olsVCTY466Q/TWqYRR_7QaI/AAAAAAAACMQ/94XYj_Jc_kQ/s1600/Snow+Night+031bw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-olsVCTY466Q/TWqYRR_7QaI/AAAAAAAACMQ/94XYj_Jc_kQ/s400/Snow+Night+031bw.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5KCMJaLRaQc/TWqZYvcgB9I/AAAAAAAACMU/wGlk4eqXQh0/s1600/Snow+Night+042a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5KCMJaLRaQc/TWqZYvcgB9I/AAAAAAAACMU/wGlk4eqXQh0/s400/Snow+Night+042a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There were also random old chimneys.&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="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-vHveyDoFVFY/TWqZ3Qe9MvI/AAAAAAAACMY/a9WsQVfLt9w/s1600/Snow+Night+045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-vHveyDoFVFY/TWqZ3Qe9MvI/AAAAAAAACMY/a9WsQVfLt9w/s400/Snow+Night+045.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-VcM79S60nSg/TWqaWGdlzUI/AAAAAAAACMc/jXgi485xBFw/s1600/Snow+Night+051a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-VcM79S60nSg/TWqaWGdlzUI/AAAAAAAACMc/jXgi485xBFw/s400/Snow+Night+051a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This little lake was probably the most exciting part. We walked through some trees and there it was. It was gorgeous and still and so serene. We walked through the woods all around the perimeter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Lp8p7ZOn4GQ/TWqavMtkOPI/AAAAAAAACMg/wYGKt0_Yp0c/s1600/Snow+Night+053bw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Lp8p7ZOn4GQ/TWqavMtkOPI/AAAAAAAACMg/wYGKt0_Yp0c/s400/Snow+Night+053bw.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-vLZ4wDyA6dc/TWqbawJaMgI/AAAAAAAACMk/hJS6MEWlXkY/s1600/Snow+Night+058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-vLZ4wDyA6dc/TWqbawJaMgI/AAAAAAAACMk/hJS6MEWlXkY/s400/Snow+Night+058.JPG" width="400" /&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;Like I said, magical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Pd22kui1NVA/TWqcnzFcclI/AAAAAAAACMo/rVj9j4ayXHM/s1600/Snow+Night+085a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Pd22kui1NVA/TWqcnzFcclI/AAAAAAAACMo/rVj9j4ayXHM/s400/Snow+Night+085a.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-BSPlNIg8TOc/TWqdLQWwEGI/AAAAAAAACMs/TLJ2trfLR-4/s1600/Snow+Night+104a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-BSPlNIg8TOc/TWqdLQWwEGI/AAAAAAAACMs/TLJ2trfLR-4/s400/Snow+Night+104a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VvnkNYLFrm8/TWqeG7hvCcI/AAAAAAAACMw/y5V-LYe7W_Y/s1600/Snow+Night+107a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VvnkNYLFrm8/TWqeG7hvCcI/AAAAAAAACMw/y5V-LYe7W_Y/s400/Snow+Night+107a.jpg" width="266" /&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/1501658795614545704-6432561800982212499?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/6432561800982212499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=6432561800982212499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/6432561800982212499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/6432561800982212499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/02/latest-snow-adventures-of-pete-and.html' title='The Latest Snow Adventures of Pete and Elena!'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Y_BOSUbVLVo/TWqXwBYVJsI/AAAAAAAACMI/TRCnLHRCgEA/s72-c/Snow+Night+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-6887829712575841558</id><published>2011-02-27T12:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T12:12:13.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowy Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thursday's weather was pretty cool. It pretty much scanned through all options: rain, fog, hail, sleet, snow. It's was Pete's last day before starting the new job on Monday (yay!) and I thought it would be nice to see a movie. So when we left to see the movie (I Am Number Four; highly recommend it) it was sleeting. When we walked out of the theater, everything was covered in snow. It was awesome!&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;I immediately pulled the tripod out to the front porch to get pictures. It was actually a pretty good experiment with exposure times.&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;This picture was taken with a two second exposure at ISO 800.&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="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RRt4Sag-M2I/TWqQX38e9dI/AAAAAAAACL4/vmG3Iot5eiE/s1600/Snow+Night+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RRt4Sag-M2I/TWqQX38e9dI/AAAAAAAACL4/vmG3Iot5eiE/s400/Snow+Night+007.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one was taken with an eight second exposure time. Considering it was 9pm, it's pretty crazy how this looks like daylight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-FXgdM6eSDRw/TWqQhawQQwI/AAAAAAAACL8/eQin-MrXNk4/s1600/Snow+Night+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-FXgdM6eSDRw/TWqQhawQQwI/AAAAAAAACL8/eQin-MrXNk4/s400/Snow+Night+009.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one was 1/5 of a second.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2ZH53dmvou0/TWqQzbFiogI/AAAAAAAACMA/dG9ETqpsHrY/s1600/Snow+Night+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2ZH53dmvou0/TWqQzbFiogI/AAAAAAAACMA/dG9ETqpsHrY/s400/Snow+Night+006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was six seconds. Notice my blurry neighbors out shoveling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Y0A15w9_oB4/TWqQ51oFsVI/AAAAAAAACME/6uVX7hVecYM/s1600/Snow+Night+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Y0A15w9_oB4/TWqQ51oFsVI/AAAAAAAACME/6uVX7hVecYM/s400/Snow+Night+010.JPG" width="400" /&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/1501658795614545704-6887829712575841558?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/6887829712575841558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=6887829712575841558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/6887829712575841558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/6887829712575841558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/02/snowy-night.html' title='Snowy Night'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RRt4Sag-M2I/TWqQX38e9dI/AAAAAAAACL4/vmG3Iot5eiE/s72-c/Snow+Night+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-1394533771148770797</id><published>2011-02-25T08:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T08:18:00.174-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Orchid Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I do not like roses. I don't like the way they smell and honestly, I think red roses are dark and depressing. So when Valentine's Day came around and Pete was late coming home from work, I was just hoping that he wasn't picking up roses. Good man, he brought me home an orchid. A really pretty one.&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;When I rented a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Canon-Standard-Medium-Telephoto-Cameras/dp/B00009XVCZ"&gt;50mm f/1.4 lens&lt;/a&gt;, this orchid was my subject.&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;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tLeTpKWUwzU/TWctvKngtII/AAAAAAAACLw/x0CgMePhhpU/s1600/orchid+004a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tLeTpKWUwzU/TWctvKngtII/AAAAAAAACLw/x0CgMePhhpU/s400/orchid+004a.jpg" width="400" /&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/-FGRHFBOeBmo/TWct1dh0LvI/AAAAAAAACL0/hWNhp4D-co4/s1600/orchid+016a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FGRHFBOeBmo/TWct1dh0LvI/AAAAAAAACL0/hWNhp4D-co4/s400/orchid+016a.jpg" width="400" /&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;And yeah, I totally want that lens. Luckily, I am fine settling for its &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00007E7JU/ref=pd_lpo_k2_dp_sr_1?pf_rd_p=486539851&amp;amp;pf_rd_s=lpo-top-stripe-1&amp;amp;pf_rd_t=201&amp;amp;pf_rd_i=B00009XVCZ&amp;amp;pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;amp;pf_rd_r=11R4XK3PVFG8RSEACYB0"&gt;cheaper sibling&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, are you guys getting sick of all my photography posts yet? Should I rename this blog to The Random Photographer? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-1394533771148770797?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/1394533771148770797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=1394533771148770797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/1394533771148770797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/1394533771148770797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/02/orchid-love.html' title='Orchid Love'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tLeTpKWUwzU/TWctvKngtII/AAAAAAAACLw/x0CgMePhhpU/s72-c/orchid+004a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-4284869238502559241</id><published>2011-02-24T16:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T16:04:12.537-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Self Taught</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;I was hanging out with Farrah last night while she was working on the baby's room (yep, my little sister is pregnant, in case you didn't know). She had just finished putting together the crib when we started talking about mattresses. She made a comment about the price of organic ones and I nodded my head saying, "Yep, I know." She stopped and just looked at me saying, "How and why do you know that stuff?"&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;Cuz Elena likes to learn about anything and everything.&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;Today I am educating myself on exposure and shutter speeds. I told y'all how I am only shooting in manual mode these days (and all future days), so I am trying to learn about every aspect. I heard &lt;a href="http://www.bryanfpeterson.com/"&gt;Bryan Peterson&lt;/a&gt; had some good books on the subject, so I checked them out. Literally.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CDMrhb51B7k/TWbSqNW4sQI/AAAAAAAACLs/nwj_eYj3L0c/s1600/orchid+034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CDMrhb51B7k/TWbSqNW4sQI/AAAAAAAACLs/nwj_eYj3L0c/s400/orchid+034.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anywho, I had the opportunity to meet with a &lt;a href="http://www.mattnichols.com/"&gt;local photographer&lt;/a&gt;. After looking at my stuff, I asked him if he had any suggestions or criticism. Composition. I need to work on my composition and black and white photography. He's totally right. I forget about black and white and my pictures are pretty one-note. So I'm off to practice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-4284869238502559241?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/4284869238502559241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=4284869238502559241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/4284869238502559241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/4284869238502559241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/02/self-taught.html' title='Self Taught'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CDMrhb51B7k/TWbSqNW4sQI/AAAAAAAACLs/nwj_eYj3L0c/s72-c/orchid+034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-7278401692521852397</id><published>2011-02-22T16:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T16:49:49.545-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberty Memorial Fog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last week contained a beautiful foggy day. This fog didn't let up until after 10am. Crazy! I went out to Liberty Memorial thinking I could get some fun pictures. It was so nice to just be out on that day, all alone with my camera, enjoying the scenery.&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;There were some other photographers up there, including one from the Kansas City Star that introduced himself to me because he had shot some stuff with me in it. Gotta admit, it was pretty cool. (Unfortunately, he didn't send me any pictures, like he said he would. Sad.)&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;With that said, these are a few of my shots. Honestly, I wish I could have captured some better ones, but it was still really nice to get out there.&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/-pkCKDxzuXOk/TWQ7p6y5oBI/AAAAAAAACLY/YZof0efiQ4s/s1600/fog+015a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pkCKDxzuXOk/TWQ7p6y5oBI/AAAAAAAACLY/YZof0efiQ4s/s400/fog+015a.jpg" width="400" /&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/-Z8y1Xse0r9A/TWQ71qf1KAI/AAAAAAAACLc/w_mM9GzOxq4/s1600/fog+017a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8y1Xse0r9A/TWQ71qf1KAI/AAAAAAAACLc/w_mM9GzOxq4/s400/fog+017a.jpg" width="266" /&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/-aiOd2-zXUKw/TWQ77UuOgVI/AAAAAAAACLg/C9JKqaMrlzQ/s1600/fog+026a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aiOd2-zXUKw/TWQ77UuOgVI/AAAAAAAACLg/C9JKqaMrlzQ/s400/fog+026a.jpg" width="266" /&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/1501658795614545704-7278401692521852397?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/7278401692521852397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=7278401692521852397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/7278401692521852397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/7278401692521852397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/02/liberty-memorial-fog.html' title='Liberty Memorial Fog'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pkCKDxzuXOk/TWQ7p6y5oBI/AAAAAAAACLY/YZof0efiQ4s/s72-c/fog+015a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-7802526345875483083</id><published>2011-02-21T16:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T16:16:18.570-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Practice Makes Perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's nerve-racking to put yourself out there, but that is what I have decided to do with photography. I am taking an opportunity that I believe I have been blessed with and making something of it. I offered to do some free stuff to build my portfolio and some people took advantage of it! I was SO nervous. I couldn't sleep. I still can't and if I do, I am literally dreaming about photo sessions. I just want to make sure that I do my best even though I am still learning.&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, I convinced Genny to do a trial run with me the evening before my "first" time. The sun was so bright, but she was a good sport and stuck it out for me.&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;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p7HaFVHtN0c/TWLa7T0e5xI/AAAAAAAACK4/ulbWx_U63LI/s1600/genny+056a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p7HaFVHtN0c/TWLa7T0e5xI/AAAAAAAACK4/ulbWx_U63LI/s320/genny+056a.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pNoCX9dteEg/TWLbG37RJ4I/AAAAAAAACK8/gf6YBX_99ZM/s1600/genny+057a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pNoCX9dteEg/TWLbG37RJ4I/AAAAAAAACK8/gf6YBX_99ZM/s320/genny+057a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I kept making comments about how it was just too bright (even at 4:45pm) and it wasn't helping me get good shots. Genny was curious as to what I meant, so here is a perfect example:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When Pete and I wanted engagement pictures, we borrowed his dad's camera and decided to take them ourselves. Well, actually, I had Genny and my dad help. This was back in 2006 and my dad was the only one who really knew the most about photography.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So with Genny, we went to the plaza in the middle of the day and snapped away. It was super bright and not ideal conditions for great, natural light photos. Check out the shadows:&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/-JM4GLHXoXOk/TWLjH2M--AI/AAAAAAAACLM/onGY3EL_Rkw/s1600/IMG_1340.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JM4GLHXoXOk/TWLjH2M--AI/AAAAAAAACLM/onGY3EL_Rkw/s320/IMG_1340.JPG" width="289" /&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/-pCQGFtBBn64/TWLbI5CYIXI/AAAAAAAACLA/ZxLiowyLhuA/s1600/IMG_1201.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pCQGFtBBn64/TWLbI5CYIXI/AAAAAAAACLA/ZxLiowyLhuA/s320/IMG_1201.JPG" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now with my dad, we went to the local park one afternoon. It was overcast and was on the verge of raining. I remember thinking, &lt;i&gt;this is not good. We're not gonna get anything from this. &lt;/i&gt;Wrong. It was perfect. No harsh shadows. All the colors were saturated. It was just perfect light.&amp;nbsp;&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/-eOtocHVa2B4/TWLbLyiXzgI/AAAAAAAACLE/J483YWqD5M0/s1600/IMG_1386.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eOtocHVa2B4/TWLbLyiXzgI/AAAAAAAACLE/J483YWqD5M0/s320/IMG_1386.JPG" width="185" /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eOtocHVa2B4/TWLbLyiXzgI/AAAAAAAACLE/J483YWqD5M0/s1600/IMG_1386.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fEiz4RYwVRs/TWLhTXyjZXI/AAAAAAAACLI/_njdfjpt68s/s1600/IMG_1381.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fEiz4RYwVRs/TWLhTXyjZXI/AAAAAAAACLI/_njdfjpt68s/s320/IMG_1381.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just fun stuff you learn along the way!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the way, if I had to pick my "thing" in taking pictures, I think it would be head shots. I'm realizing that I always go for a good head shot. Need to work on opening my options...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-7802526345875483083?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/7802526345875483083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=7802526345875483083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/7802526345875483083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/7802526345875483083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/02/practice-makes-perfect.html' title='Practice Makes Perfect'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p7HaFVHtN0c/TWLa7T0e5xI/AAAAAAAACK4/ulbWx_U63LI/s72-c/genny+056a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-4297048195012099460</id><published>2011-02-15T19:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T19:32:24.572-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday at the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday was gorgeous. We had to get out of the house, so we popped over to Shawnee Mission Park. Our first stop: The Tower. It was a big deal growing up to hit up the tower to hang out. It's covered in&amp;nbsp;graffiti&amp;nbsp;and the steps get super steep towards the top.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DbM_hD4VlvE/TVsmSTVajuI/AAAAAAAACKU/xA_V5lTZwmo/s1600/smp+005a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DbM_hD4VlvE/TVsmSTVajuI/AAAAAAAACKU/xA_V5lTZwmo/s400/smp+005a.jpg" width="266" /&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/-0GxalOk8yDA/TVsmafTiD2I/AAAAAAAACKY/tKVrCbcThBE/s1600/smp+006a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0GxalOk8yDA/TVsmafTiD2I/AAAAAAAACKY/tKVrCbcThBE/s400/smp+006a.jpg" width="266" /&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/-v3Wr6JC86og/TVsmlD9QioI/AAAAAAAACKc/ZoN61d0zzkU/s1600/smp+010a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v3Wr6JC86og/TVsmlD9QioI/AAAAAAAACKc/ZoN61d0zzkU/s400/smp+010a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;From there, we just walked around...&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/-m3ELcLBPvFI/TVsmm3m3iRI/AAAAAAAACKg/rcDuaHEdxsc/s1600/smp+018a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="201" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m3ELcLBPvFI/TVsmm3m3iRI/AAAAAAAACKg/rcDuaHEdxsc/s400/smp+018a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The snow was quickly melting, but it would have been nice to have some boots on. Our tennies got quite wet and muddy.&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/-x8LCMfWG_hE/TVsmt3lp9PI/AAAAAAAACKk/6uW0lTXUQj8/s1600/smp+030a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="330" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x8LCMfWG_hE/TVsmt3lp9PI/AAAAAAAACKk/6uW0lTXUQj8/s400/smp+030a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There were a few bright white trees that were speaking to me. Seriously, this guy was just glowing.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BA0zXZJmjxY/TVsm6S1jr1I/AAAAAAAACKo/97goC9v8NZU/s1600/smp+050a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BA0zXZJmjxY/TVsm6S1jr1I/AAAAAAAACKo/97goC9v8NZU/s400/smp+050a.jpg" width="400" /&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/-sJitcvQTIwg/TVsnKtYx9qI/AAAAAAAACKs/SD562b7mHYo/s1600/smp+055a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sJitcvQTIwg/TVsnKtYx9qI/AAAAAAAACKs/SD562b7mHYo/s400/smp+055a.jpg" width="266" /&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/1501658795614545704-4297048195012099460?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/4297048195012099460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=4297048195012099460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/4297048195012099460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/4297048195012099460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/02/sunday-at-park.html' title='Sunday at the Park'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DbM_hD4VlvE/TVsmSTVajuI/AAAAAAAACKU/xA_V5lTZwmo/s72-c/smp+005a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-1598085492933820915</id><published>2011-02-14T08:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T08:13:00.181-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</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;I was out on Saturday morning and when I came home, I noticed a chocolate-y pan in the sink. I asked Pete what it was all about and he asked me if I wanted my Valentine's day gift early. Um, yeah!&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;That man spent the morning making me chocolate covered strawberries. They were dipped in milk chocolate and white chocolate. He even pulled out some drizzling skills. I was SO surprised! And touched! He said he had some trouble with the whole double boiling thing, but luckily bought extra chocolate. How sweet is he?!&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q9ihWy5cTiA/TViee_gnIEI/AAAAAAAACKQ/dsG05t_5xyo/s1600/smp+003+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q9ihWy5cTiA/TViee_gnIEI/AAAAAAAACKQ/dsG05t_5xyo/s400/smp+003+copy.jpg" width="266" /&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 can honestly say that this is just as good, if not better, than anything he could have purchased.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-1598085492933820915?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/1598085492933820915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=1598085492933820915&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/1598085492933820915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/1598085492933820915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q9ihWy5cTiA/TViee_gnIEI/AAAAAAAACKQ/dsG05t_5xyo/s72-c/smp+003+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-5519411201877983998</id><published>2011-02-11T10:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T10:20:00.251-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Ugly To-Do Board</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My desk used to be housed in the bedroom under this bulletin board. I had high hopes for this huge board when I bought in on clearance. I was going to paint the trim and do that whole fabric/ribbon look, maybe. Well, obviously, I never got to it (story of my life). Also, I never took the dang ugly board down after we moved the desk out. So it sits on the wall.&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;Last month, I figured I'd throw daily reminders on it and things I needed to get done that were on a bigger scale. Some of these things include painting Pete's dresser (gotta wait till spring), cleaning out the garage, clearing boxes from the basement, etc. I have literally had these on my mental to-do list for a very long time.&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;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UxLLP5ujLZ4/TVQQl9kXrRI/AAAAAAAACJ4/L1CwoTK7uxk/s1600/Random+040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UxLLP5ujLZ4/TVQQl9kXrRI/AAAAAAAACJ4/L1CwoTK7uxk/s400/Random+040.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was so proud when I was able to remove, not one, but two cards off the board! First, was the "paint trim in kitchen". Like I've pointed out before, the poor kitchen and bathroom remain pretty much untouched as far as updates go. One of the little pieces that needed to be done was painting the remaining kitchen trim white and I finally did it! I blame Farrah for getting me in the painting mood with her house. It followed me home and into my kitchen.&amp;nbsp;&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/-JEK54aLBqbc/TVQQuy4ayUI/AAAAAAAACJ8/7ETIMoUbjuQ/s1600/Random+041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JEK54aLBqbc/TVQQuy4ayUI/AAAAAAAACJ8/7ETIMoUbjuQ/s400/Random+041.JPG" width="400" /&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;The second card that got to come off was the "load pictures onto website". Pete made me a little photography website and it needed some pictures. I finally got around to it just to realize that they look really bad in the format, so it's officially back on Pete's list to work on. (The site is up, but it's still "under construction", so I'm not sharing a link.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-5519411201877983998?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/5519411201877983998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=5519411201877983998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/5519411201877983998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/5519411201877983998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/02/my-ugly-to-do-board.html' title='My Ugly To-Do Board'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UxLLP5ujLZ4/TVQQl9kXrRI/AAAAAAAACJ4/L1CwoTK7uxk/s72-c/Random+040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-6316725068282764157</id><published>2011-02-09T14:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T14:28:16.877-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Raspberry Cream Cupcakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Genny has a special skill - raspberry cream cupcakes. She makes these yummy treats every now and then and the family just devours them. Again, I got to practice my skills. Genny even offered to be a little model for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TVL2eaeBHUI/AAAAAAAACJc/W4IEIhwG_2k/s1600/Random+027+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TVL2eaeBHUI/AAAAAAAACJc/W4IEIhwG_2k/s400/Random+027+copy.jpg" width="400" /&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/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TVL2oE5FQuI/AAAAAAAACJg/ZEjbATlriJE/s1600/Random+028+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TVL2oE5FQuI/AAAAAAAACJg/ZEjbATlriJE/s400/Random+028+copy.jpg" width="400" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TVL2vv2tVhI/AAAAAAAACJk/BuGoXQPln8E/s1600/Random+033+copy+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="308" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TVL2vv2tVhI/AAAAAAAACJk/BuGoXQPln8E/s400/Random+033+copy+2.jpg" width="400" /&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*By the way, I have to toot my own horn for a second. I have successfully been steering clear of using my camera in auto mode or any other "cheat" modes. I have been working solely in manual mode. I'm getting faster at being able to judge the settings without spending too long to test them out first. Just a little step closer to being more "professional", I hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-6316725068282764157?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/6316725068282764157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=6316725068282764157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/6316725068282764157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/6316725068282764157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/02/raspberry-cream-cupcakes.html' title='Raspberry Cream Cupcakes'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TVL2eaeBHUI/AAAAAAAACJc/W4IEIhwG_2k/s72-c/Random+027+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-712519497378761234</id><published>2011-02-08T23:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T23:30:29.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowed In</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dude, check out that snow! This was Wednesday morning last week. Pete woke up at 6:30 for work to discover that he was snowed in (see street picture below). I wasn't about to give him my car when I wanted to go and drive in this stuff! He was happy to have a day off. Of course, he spent three hours shoveling our driveway and then helping the neighbor. Isn't our little blue house so precious?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TVIk3z50LjI/AAAAAAAACJU/z8Nul6iKzu4/s1600/Random+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TVIk3z50LjI/AAAAAAAACJU/z8Nul6iKzu4/s400/Random+002.JPG" width="400" /&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;The city didn't get to our street until later that afternoon. Pete shoveled a bit out into the street, so you can clearly see how thick the snow was. I wouldn't have been able to make it through without the 4wd. It was pretty cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TVIlCi5YgVI/AAAAAAAACJY/amIBNKsoXo0/s1600/Random+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TVIlCi5YgVI/AAAAAAAACJY/amIBNKsoXo0/s400/Random+003.JPG" width="400" /&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/1501658795614545704-712519497378761234?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/712519497378761234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=712519497378761234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/712519497378761234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/712519497378761234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/02/snowed-in.html' title='Snowed In'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TVIk3z50LjI/AAAAAAAACJU/z8Nul6iKzu4/s72-c/Random+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-7583544256575943046</id><published>2011-02-07T18:18:00.027-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T23:38:01.231-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Accessories On My Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/random_accessories/set?id=28042213"&gt;&lt;img alt="Random Accessories" height="400" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFkVPd3E0aGd6NEJHRl9RUmxyemJPN2cAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Random Accessories" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Over the last few weeks, these things have caught my eye. From top left:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.endless.com/dp/B003M6949M/ref=asc_df_B003M6949M1409264?tag=endlesscj-20&amp;amp;creative=395033&amp;amp;linkCode=asn&amp;amp;creativeASIN=B003M6949M"&gt;Steve Madden crossbody bag&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; - So freaking awesome because of all the pockets. I love anything that keeps my crap organized. Bonus: It's a crossbody!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Adidas watch - For some reason I really like this white watch. I don't think I would ever be able to pull it off, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zappos.com/product/7669427/color/14"&gt;Neff stocking cap&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; - I just got my first ear flap&amp;nbsp;hat, so I am in love with all of them right now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lulus.com/products/zad-silver-matte-tree-necklace/6085.html"&gt;Tree necklace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; - I love the simplicity and daintiness of this necklace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zappos.com/product/7371451/color/248993"&gt;Frye boots&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; - I have been wanting real riding boots for over a year now. I'm sad that I don't have the body type to pull of the &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/images?q=jeans+in+boots&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;prmd=ivns&amp;amp;source=lnms&amp;amp;tbs=isch:1&amp;amp;ei=g9ZQTdnwGIj4sAOw6dyoBw&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=mode_link&amp;amp;ct=mode&amp;amp;cd=2&amp;amp;ved=0CBoQ_AUoAQ&amp;amp;biw=1280&amp;amp;bih=685"&gt;"jeans in boots"&lt;/a&gt; look, but I still want them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lulus.com/products/qupid-system-182-white-croc-tuxedo-hidden-platform-pumps/33933.html"&gt;Two Tone pumps&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; - Sassy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.utac.org/all.shtml#"&gt;Until There's a Cure bracelet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; - I had one of these in high school and wore it all the time. I so badly want a new one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zappos.com/hunter-hunter-original-green~2"&gt;Hunter boots&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; - Doesn't everyone want a pair? How can you not?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-7583544256575943046?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/7583544256575943046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=7583544256575943046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/7583544256575943046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/7583544256575943046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/02/random-accessories.html' title='Random Accessories On My Mind'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-5277337425060291448</id><published>2011-02-02T11:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T11:38:00.171-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day Goodies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today, a blizzard blew into Kansas City. Luckily, for me, I ain't got a job right now. I got to enjoy this&amp;nbsp;wondrous&amp;nbsp;event from the comfort of my home. Of course, I love snow and I love to get out and play in it. This includes driving. Pete took my SUV into work, but came home early. Good for me because I got to take it for a drive to the grocery store. I was&amp;nbsp;especially&amp;nbsp;pleased when we got a little stuck in the parking lot and I had to engage the 4wd.&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;Okay, back to the matter at hand. &lt;a href="http://picky-palate.com/2008/02/08/some-sweet-love-for-your-valentine/"&gt;Nutter Butter Truffles&lt;/a&gt;. I don't even like them that much (Nutter Butters, that is), but when I saw this recipe, I knew I should save it for a rainy day...or a snowy one. It has less than five ingredients, which is right up my alley. I also got to drizzle and make them look pretty. This made me happy. Life is all about the simple joy, right?&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;I had a lot left over after I ate my portion, so I was excited to further the pretty with ribbon tied packages for family and friends. Oh, and bonus, I decided to practice my food photography!&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/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TUjt_O4HRdI/AAAAAAAACJM/rcWDd-P5gjw/s1600/Snow+Day+Nature+041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TUjt_O4HRdI/AAAAAAAACJM/rcWDd-P5gjw/s640/Snow+Day+Nature+041.JPG" width="640" /&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/1501658795614545704-5277337425060291448?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/5277337425060291448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=5277337425060291448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/5277337425060291448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/5277337425060291448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/02/snow-day-goodies.html' title='Snow Day Goodies'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TUjt_O4HRdI/AAAAAAAACJM/rcWDd-P5gjw/s72-c/Snow+Day+Nature+041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-6425081059759536551</id><published>2011-02-01T19:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T23:24:37.803-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Door Knob</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was in a photography kind of mood today. My subject: the door knob. Actually, I opened the door to take a picture of the crazy blizzard, but...it was seriously a blizzard outside and I just couldn't do it. So, obviously, our old door knob caught my eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When we bought this house, I hated the knobs. They are all really old and worn down. They are all the same style, but have been worn down differently. I made a comment to the realtor (my SIL) who immediately told me no! People purchase these old homes with&amp;nbsp;expectations&amp;nbsp;of these old pieces. If I insisted on replacing the knobs, she advised me to at least save them to put back in later. Yeah, I just decided to not touch them. Over time, I have come to love them. They are quite charming. I love the keyholes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, they proved to be the perfect little pictures to play with.&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/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TUiy9iifr4I/AAAAAAAACIw/eewgKnvbtwI/s1600/Snow+Day+Nature+022sos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TUiy9iifr4I/AAAAAAAACIw/eewgKnvbtwI/s400/Snow+Day+Nature+022sos.jpg" width="400" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TUizT9odWSI/AAAAAAAACI8/kjjWU7onfuE/s1600/Snow+Day+Nature+025+sos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TUizT9odWSI/AAAAAAAACI8/kjjWU7onfuE/s400/Snow+Day+Nature+025+sos.jpg" width="266" /&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/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TUizf7ixfWI/AAAAAAAACJA/saMjh5LAKyQ/s1600/Snow+Day+Nature+025a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TUizf7ixfWI/AAAAAAAACJA/saMjh5LAKyQ/s400/Snow+Day+Nature+025a.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And because I love to see pictures straight out of the camera, here are mine.&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/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TUizlkrPhcI/AAAAAAAACJE/l-5jzJqQsdk/s1600/Snow+Day+Nature+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TUizlkrPhcI/AAAAAAAACJE/l-5jzJqQsdk/s400/Snow+Day+Nature+022.JPG" width="400" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TUizsgfhz7I/AAAAAAAACJI/2StCWU7mwqo/s1600/Snow+Day+Nature+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TUizsgfhz7I/AAAAAAAACJI/2StCWU7mwqo/s400/Snow+Day+Nature+025.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think it would be fun to take a few more and frame a little series of them. I think I like the first picture's style the best. Could be good in the office...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-6425081059759536551?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/6425081059759536551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=6425081059759536551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/6425081059759536551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/6425081059759536551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/02/door-knob.html' title='The Door Knob'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TUiy9iifr4I/AAAAAAAACIw/eewgKnvbtwI/s72-c/Snow+Day+Nature+022sos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-4709830237807917964</id><published>2011-01-21T21:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T20:14:22.696-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So the week after I got let go/fired/kicked to the curb, God decided to be kind and cover this city in a beautiful white blanket. Seriously, I was stoked to immediately get out and go play in it. I didn't get any amazing pictures like I was hoping, but here is what I did get.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My mom watching the kids sledding down the hill. Look at that snow coming down (I had to shield my camera the whole time).&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/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TTpG4O60ObI/AAAAAAAACIg/x0LTliayW_8/s1600/Snow+Day+047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TTpG4O60ObI/AAAAAAAACIg/x0LTliayW_8/s400/Snow+Day+047.JPG" width="400" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TTpHOqtULnI/AAAAAAAACIk/vNPI4lmd3x0/s1600/Snow+Day+057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TTpHOqtULnI/AAAAAAAACIk/vNPI4lmd3x0/s400/Snow+Day+057.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, that's it. Our first big snow of the season. The next day, we even got in some sledding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-4709830237807917964?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/4709830237807917964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=4709830237807917964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/4709830237807917964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/4709830237807917964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2011/01/snow-day-2011.html' title='Snow Day 2011'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TTpG4O60ObI/AAAAAAAACIg/x0LTliayW_8/s72-c/Snow+Day+047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-8896470909641385655</id><published>2010-12-26T22:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T22:57:23.754-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bokeh Shots</title><content type='html'>Attempts to get some pictures with good &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bokeh"&gt;bokeh&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TRgbcbHEoeI/AAAAAAAACIU/fSqK1Dcy0pw/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="291" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TRgbcbHEoeI/AAAAAAAACIU/fSqK1Dcy0pw/s400/003.JPG" width="400" /&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/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TRgbhz_XjOI/AAAAAAAACIY/n87vnje2X5o/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TRgbhz_XjOI/AAAAAAAACIY/n87vnje2X5o/s400/006.JPG" width="303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Unfortunately, these are the only pictures I took over Christmas. We all spent the day eating, napping, and watching movies. As Pete described it, we were all in a "sleepy haze". I guess that's what happens when you combine a pregnant girl, one who slept on the floor with the dog, and one who slept on the couch while her husband &lt;s&gt;slept&lt;/s&gt; tossed and turned in a very bad bed. Oh and the parents were sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-8896470909641385655?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/8896470909641385655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=8896470909641385655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/8896470909641385655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/8896470909641385655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/12/bokeh-shots.html' title='Bokeh Shots'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TRgbcbHEoeI/AAAAAAAACIU/fSqK1Dcy0pw/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-3232905620666151248</id><published>2010-12-26T18:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T18:52:19.752-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saving up for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.usa.canon.com/cusa/consumer/products/cameras/slr_cameras/eos_7d"&gt;This guy.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TRfieiNhf2I/AAAAAAAACIQ/ckI9BtRQSfA/s1600/Untitled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="187" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TRfieiNhf2I/AAAAAAAACIQ/ckI9BtRQSfA/s400/Untitled.jpg" width="400" /&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;It's the perfect mid-level camera for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-3232905620666151248?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/3232905620666151248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=3232905620666151248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/3232905620666151248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/3232905620666151248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/12/saving-up-for.html' title='Saving up for...'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TRfieiNhf2I/AAAAAAAACIQ/ckI9BtRQSfA/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-3185446348224854750</id><published>2010-12-22T22:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T22:02:09.984-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelly Moore Bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TRLHDoC71vI/AAAAAAAACIE/wFSQhMWOnu8/s1600/kellymoorebagposey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TRLHDoC71vI/AAAAAAAACIE/wFSQhMWOnu8/s320/kellymoorebagposey.jpg" width="203" /&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: left;"&gt;I want this bag. I really, really want it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I've been in a photography funk for a few months. My poor camera feels neglected. This past week, I've been trying to re-ignite the passion flame. For me, this includes searching for fabulous new gear. This is where this fabulous &lt;a href="http://www.kellymoorebag.com/"&gt;Kelly Moore Bag&lt;/a&gt; comes into play. It's perfect. Perfect because it looks and acts like a purse, but fits my camera and lens comfortably. I need it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh and to add more to my lusting for this bag, now that I've blogged about it, I can get $30 off. Hello! It's officially on sale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-3185446348224854750?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/3185446348224854750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=3185446348224854750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/3185446348224854750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/3185446348224854750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/12/kelly-moore-bag.html' title='Kelly Moore Bag'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TRLHDoC71vI/AAAAAAAACIE/wFSQhMWOnu8/s72-c/kellymoorebagposey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-9199706447619476295</id><published>2010-11-27T21:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T22:09:23.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall 2010</title><content type='html'>I've been a bad blogger. What fun is having a blog if you're not going to be a regular poster, right? Sorry about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my pumpkin from Halloween. I was totally uninspired and ended up going a little crazy. Yes, that includes spaghetti as hair...on a pumpkin.&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/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TPHUs6NSFtI/AAAAAAAACH8/FSt78EzMlXo/s1600/halloween+090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TPHUs6NSFtI/AAAAAAAACH8/FSt78EzMlXo/s320/halloween+090.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: left;"&gt;It actually ended up being pretty cool once we put the light in.&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;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TPHU6BYTWmI/AAAAAAAACIA/TtYlD6we8vc/s1600/halloween+100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TPHU6BYTWmI/AAAAAAAACIA/TtYlD6we8vc/s320/halloween+100.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire and her boyfriend Jason came down from Chicago for a weekend to celebrate Farrah's birthday. We had fun visiting with them and getting to know J.&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/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TPHGwtVyVOI/AAAAAAAACHk/S8AVSUsxB1w/s1600/Fall+2010+003a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TPHGwtVyVOI/AAAAAAAACHk/S8AVSUsxB1w/s320/Fall+2010+003a.jpg" width="312" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genny and mom at Farrah's birthday dinner.&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/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TPHG9C44-pI/AAAAAAAACHo/Vx-PNpLRZas/s1600/Fall+2010+030a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TPHG9C44-pI/AAAAAAAACHo/Vx-PNpLRZas/s320/Fall+2010+030a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farrah posing with her birthday cake.&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/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TPHHFMINn-I/AAAAAAAACHs/h4Izj1jx_Co/s1600/Fall+2010+043a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TPHHFMINn-I/AAAAAAAACHs/h4Izj1jx_Co/s320/Fall+2010+043a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pete playing goalie on his indoor soccer team he put together. He loves getting back in there (even if he does have to play goalie for a half)!&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/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TPHHOlGXpFI/AAAAAAAACHw/C0ckME7sKLg/s1600/Fall+2010+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TPHHOlGXpFI/AAAAAAAACHw/C0ckME7sKLg/s320/Fall+2010+008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this cake gets a few extra pictures. I made it after seeing a tutorial online. It's just a double layer round cake. I stacked Kit Kat bars around the edge and put M&amp;amp;M's on top to make it look like a barrel full of candy. It was so fun to make!&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/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TPHHdD-dYxI/AAAAAAAACH0/XeJkEM5Nbn4/s1600/Fall+2010+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TPHHdD-dYxI/AAAAAAAACH0/XeJkEM5Nbn4/s320/Fall+2010+024.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TPHHsAPI0DI/AAAAAAAACH4/cUKOhZXjW20/s1600/Fall+2010+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TPHHsAPI0DI/AAAAAAAACH4/cUKOhZXjW20/s320/Fall+2010+025.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/1501658795614545704-9199706447619476295?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/9199706447619476295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=9199706447619476295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/9199706447619476295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/9199706447619476295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/11/fall-2010.html' title='Fall 2010'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TPHUs6NSFtI/AAAAAAAACH8/FSt78EzMlXo/s72-c/halloween+090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-3253878692213102126</id><published>2010-11-04T15:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T15:37:20.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween GIF</title><content type='html'>Here's a little snippet of our Halloween. (Okay, this is actually more of a test. I just figured out how to make a gif!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1238.photobucket.com/albums/ff482/therandommrs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=farrah.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="343" src="http://i1238.photobucket.com/albums/ff482/therandommrs/farrah.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-3253878692213102126?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/3253878692213102126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=3253878692213102126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/3253878692213102126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/3253878692213102126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/11/halloween-gif.html' title='Halloween GIF'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-143242916961411126</id><published>2010-11-03T22:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T22:54:18.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Vases</title><content type='html'>These last few weeks have been...eventful, but there is nothing like a little craft project with the momma to be the perfect amount of distraction. My mom makes these cute pumpkin vases each season and I wanted to help this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to make a medium and small sized one (she usually makes small ones). Just start by carving out the pumpkin like you regularly would do for jack-o-lanterns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TNIn52sMYLI/AAAAAAAACHQ/LCaz1PBWZP8/s1600/halloween+040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TNIn52sMYLI/AAAAAAAACHQ/LCaz1PBWZP8/s400/halloween+040.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Secondly, take some melted wax (my mom picked up some stuff called Gulf Wax from Ace Hardware) and roll it around to cover the inside of the pumpkin. The intention is to make it somewhat waterproof for holding flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TNIoGmdno-I/AAAAAAAACHU/LGlBI05AAM0/s1600/halloween+044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TNIoGmdno-I/AAAAAAAACHU/LGlBI05AAM0/s400/halloween+044.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;To get into the top cuts, we brushed the wax along the top (don't use a brush that you don't mind tossing out afterward). Oh and lookie there, a picture of the wax we used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TNIoU4YD5AI/AAAAAAAACHY/FxOD9-AKODQ/s1600/halloween+045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TNIoU4YD5AI/AAAAAAAACHY/FxOD9-AKODQ/s400/halloween+045.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Let your pumpkins dry for a bit and then fill them with some water and fresh flowers of your choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TNInCQF7wmI/AAAAAAAACHI/-XcO4I3pwPY/s1600/halloween+047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TNInCQF7wmI/AAAAAAAACHI/-XcO4I3pwPY/s400/halloween+047.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I actually wanted to showcase my pumpkins outside on my front porch (this picture shows my mom's), so we picked up some fake flowers that would last. We made these two and a half weeks ago and mine are still looking fabulous. &amp;nbsp;The coating of wax has really helped to make these guys last a while.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TNInSsQ9JEI/AAAAAAAACHM/5s5Rjhh85CY/s1600/halloween+049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TNInSsQ9JEI/AAAAAAAACHM/5s5Rjhh85CY/s400/halloween+049.JPG" width="400" /&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/1501658795614545704-143242916961411126?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/143242916961411126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=143242916961411126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/143242916961411126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/143242916961411126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/11/pumpkin-vases.html' title='Pumpkin Vases'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TNIn52sMYLI/AAAAAAAACHQ/LCaz1PBWZP8/s72-c/halloween+040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-4712044559936064057</id><published>2010-10-10T21:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T21:53:58.124-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Post....again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Yes, I am going to talk about food. Again. Hey, I get hungry and I eat. Actually, it's more like I am one of the pickiest eaters in the world. I like to think that I am not, but time and time again, I am proven wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;So I've been on some random food kicks. I go through phases where all I will eat are the same things for a week or two. (I've always been like this.) This time around all I want are&amp;nbsp;enchiladas, chips and salsa, and chicken fingers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;At the grocery store, I picked up some&lt;a href="http://www.amyskitchen.com/index.php"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Amy's Kitchen&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;frozen enchiladas. I love this brand. It's organic and wholesome with real ingredients. I don't like to buy microwave meals, but sometimes, it's just what I want and it's super convenient. Bonus: This brand does not use plastic containers and their plastic wrap is free of PVC! Extra Bonus: It's all vegetarian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Every time I buy one of their products, I love it. They taste good and not over processed or fake. Some of my favorites are the margherita pizza, tomato and cheese enchilada, beans and cheese burrito, and stuffed pasta shells bowl. (That looks like I really like cheese, but I don't. At least not that much.) Yummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-4712044559936064057?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/4712044559936064057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=4712044559936064057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/4712044559936064057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/4712044559936064057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/10/food-postagain.html' title='Food Post....again'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-4833504966328456652</id><published>2010-10-04T21:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T21:53:52.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall TV</title><content type='html'>Fall came around and so did new episodes of The Office and Community (my favorites!). By the way, where is Parks and Recreation? All I see is that new episodes will be starting soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TKqR3QNyDAI/AAAAAAAACG0/EnIQI0_Xf28/s1600/about.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TKqR3QNyDAI/AAAAAAAACG0/EnIQI0_Xf28/s320/about.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few new shows I started watching. First is Hellcats on CW. Love it! After ABC Family's Make It or Break It ended, I was left with a void. What would fill the cheesy-dance/gymnastics-girl show in my life? Enter: Hellcats. Bonus: The two main characters are from the Disney channel! So, yeah, check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TKqR2PVydOI/AAAAAAAACGw/FKoHjTJAzsM/s1600/joneses-family-portrait-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="287" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TKqR2PVydOI/AAAAAAAACGw/FKoHjTJAzsM/s400/joneses-family-portrait-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've also started watching TLC's Quints by Surprise. Again, I was left with a void to fill once the Jon &amp;amp; Kate Plus 8 charade. This new show is fun and cute, like early Jon &amp;amp; Kate Plus 8. Bonus: No demeaning, biting remarks between the couple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional standy-bys that I enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flipping Out&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Project Runway&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hoarders&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;19 Kids and Counting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Glee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What stuff are you watching this season?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-4833504966328456652?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/4833504966328456652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=4833504966328456652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/4833504966328456652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/4833504966328456652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/10/fall-tv.html' title='Fall TV'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TKqR3QNyDAI/AAAAAAAACG0/EnIQI0_Xf28/s72-c/about.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-9050703907991043629</id><published>2010-09-16T16:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T16:08:24.492-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. McDougall's Soup Box!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TJJ_9-BiJ_I/AAAAAAAACGo/jFvDUgKo-Oo/s1600/download.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TJJ_9-BiJ_I/AAAAAAAACGo/jFvDUgKo-Oo/s320/download.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So this picture is really bad because I took it with my phone. I was too lazy to pull out the camera, but I was really excited to find this soup last night at Whole Foods!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a big issue with the&lt;a href="http://www.ewg.org/reports/bisphenola"&gt; BPA thing&lt;/a&gt;. I try to avoid it at all costs. I have almost completely cut out the purchase of anything canned. I am also trying to stay away from packaged stuff (unfortunately, it's harder to do). Every time I tear open a granola bar and see the strings of glue, I lose my appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest concern was soup. I love a good soup, but was scared to keep buying cans. I saw the boxed soups and picked up&lt;a href="http://www.rightfoods.com/scripts/display_category.php?category_id=820&amp;amp;PHPSESSID=089fd5d211c813c2fa4d82ed8728374e"&gt; this brand&lt;/a&gt; (it offered the types that I want). First off, no BPA! Second, the box has more ounces than the cans, so it is more filling. Third, awesome, real ingredients!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it and can't wait to try the garden vegetable. The chunky tomato is super yummy! Chunks of tomato and a nice little kick of garlic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly, I highly recommend it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-9050703907991043629?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/9050703907991043629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=9050703907991043629&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/9050703907991043629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/9050703907991043629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/09/dr-mcdougalls-soup-box.html' title='Dr. McDougall&apos;s Soup Box!'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TJJ_9-BiJ_I/AAAAAAAACGo/jFvDUgKo-Oo/s72-c/download.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-2165441506837883992</id><published>2010-09-08T21:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T21:24:26.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Conspiracy Theory?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MSpkLk0vYmk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MSpkLk0vYmk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the video. I'm interested in your thoughts, so don't be shy. I think it's a little extreme with comparisons to Hitler's methods, but has very valid points. I like coming across these things every now and then to remind me to be very conscious of all products that I use. VERY CONSCIOUS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-2165441506837883992?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/2165441506837883992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=2165441506837883992&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/2165441506837883992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/2165441506837883992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/09/conspiracy-theory.html' title='Conspiracy Theory?'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-3686291203560299408</id><published>2010-09-07T20:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T20:34:03.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kate Spade is making yummy jewelry. I instantly fell in love with this necklace.&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/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIbnQD0YYGI/AAAAAAAACGQ/7qfWBNQNFpw/s1600/_6121981.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIbnQD0YYGI/AAAAAAAACGQ/7qfWBNQNFpw/s400/_6121981.jpg" width="261" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I saw this bracelet. So cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIbnO9vfqmI/AAAAAAAACGI/ADz3kA-xWYY/s1600/pl780669-00vliv01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIbnO9vfqmI/AAAAAAAACGI/ADz3kA-xWYY/s400/pl780669-00vliv01.jpg" width="300" /&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/1501658795614545704-3686291203560299408?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/3686291203560299408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=3686291203560299408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/3686291203560299408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/3686291203560299408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/09/sunshine.html' title='Sunshine'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIbnQD0YYGI/AAAAAAAACGQ/7qfWBNQNFpw/s72-c/_6121981.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-2699637895024334507</id><published>2010-09-03T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T23:41:09.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Silver Scooter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My parents got themselves a little toy. They had been talking about getting a scooter for a while and finally did! Farrah is obsessed with it and had a hard time prying herself away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIHLjdEBAsI/AAAAAAAACFg/jaaYItoaZQQ/s1600/dad%27s+bday+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIHLjdEBAsI/AAAAAAAACFg/jaaYItoaZQQ/s400/dad%27s+bday+001.JPG" width="267" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIHL47JEykI/AAAAAAAACFo/LquljFqDKeI/s1600/dad%27s+bday+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIHL47JEykI/AAAAAAAACFo/LquljFqDKeI/s400/dad%27s+bday+008.JPG" width="267" /&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/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIHMME_ZctI/AAAAAAAACFw/dIN1HQwZehk/s1600/dad%27s+bday+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIHMME_ZctI/AAAAAAAACFw/dIN1HQwZehk/s400/dad%27s+bday+014.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I figured I would practice my panning skills. This is the first time I have done this, but with my dad's help, it didn't come out too bad. Not too good, either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIHMndj3vWI/AAAAAAAACF4/Dvnff85OGrc/s1600/dad%27s+bday+053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIHMndj3vWI/AAAAAAAACF4/Dvnff85OGrc/s400/dad%27s+bday+053.JPG" width="400" /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIHMrwwIfRI/AAAAAAAACGA/L0xlHm3rDY8/s1600/dad%27s+bday+059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIHMrwwIfRI/AAAAAAAACGA/L0xlHm3rDY8/s400/dad%27s+bday+059.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-2699637895024334507?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/2699637895024334507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=2699637895024334507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/2699637895024334507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/2699637895024334507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/09/little-silver-scooter.html' title='Little Silver Scooter'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIHLjdEBAsI/AAAAAAAACFg/jaaYItoaZQQ/s72-c/dad%27s+bday+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-1744060551419406016</id><published>2010-09-03T22:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T20:58:15.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Poppa's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIG5BLBVA7I/AAAAAAAACEw/gVKpI4UFjf0/s1600/dad%27s+bday+072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIG5BLBVA7I/AAAAAAAACEw/gVKpI4UFjf0/s400/dad%27s+bday+072.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This man's big birthday was Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIG5YXUXI8I/AAAAAAAACE4/SjyicwAES9c/s1600/dad%27s+bday+074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIG5YXUXI8I/AAAAAAAACE4/SjyicwAES9c/s400/dad%27s+bday+074.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I made him a cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIG5weVJ1UI/AAAAAAAACFA/NJj-4mENxVk/s1600/dad%27s+bday+084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIG5weVJ1UI/AAAAAAAACFA/NJj-4mENxVk/s400/dad%27s+bday+084.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Genny gave him a heartfelt card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIG6GVgPLWI/AAAAAAAACFI/so0H8_THAXM/s1600/dad%27s+bday+088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIG6GVgPLWI/AAAAAAAACFI/so0H8_THAXM/s400/dad%27s+bday+088.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Even Dondi showed up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIG6VXqtR1I/AAAAAAAACFQ/rtZQjZFIrfo/s1600/dad%27s+bday+100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIG6VXqtR1I/AAAAAAAACFQ/rtZQjZFIrfo/s400/dad%27s+bday+100.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;His mom was there to celebrate too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIG6kWDo5eI/AAAAAAAACFY/RaZmneXc928/s1600/dad%27s+bday+116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIG6kWDo5eI/AAAAAAAACFY/RaZmneXc928/s400/dad%27s+bday+116.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sweet silly love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*These were all taken with my new flash unit. Can you tell the difference?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-1744060551419406016?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/1744060551419406016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=1744060551419406016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/1744060551419406016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/1744060551419406016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/09/poppas-birthday.html' title='The Poppa&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TIG5BLBVA7I/AAAAAAAACEw/gVKpI4UFjf0/s72-c/dad%27s+bday+072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-4262203888362326436</id><published>2010-09-01T19:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T19:04:51.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Pillow Covers</title><content type='html'>My couch has been looking rather bare. I have lots of throw pillows, but not in the design that I want. I decided I wanted a modern black and white look and that I could totally make my own pillow covers. I had plenty of pillows to throw into them. So while at Hobby Lobby with Farrah one afternoon, I saw this fabric and figured it would be a good start. (see my old plaid pillow peeking out)&lt;br /&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/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TH7kl1i2UzI/AAAAAAAACEQ/OpWXrxP9HVc/s1600/dad%27s+bday+030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TH7kl1i2UzI/AAAAAAAACEQ/OpWXrxP9HVc/s400/dad%27s+bday+030.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to sew the pillow in or mess with zippers, so I was thrilled when I found this video that perfectly explained how to make an envelope pillow cover. Seriously, these things are so easy and you can pop one out in 30 minutes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FhZnHhbcN-Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FhZnHhbcN-Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next dilemma was finding a good complimentary fabric. (I like four pillows on my couch.) I could have gone with anything, considering my first fabric choice was so basic. I really like Amy Butler fabric, so I found a store in Lawrence selling it. Genny and I popped over there and came across this fabric (not Amy Butler). It &amp;nbsp;was a bit of a splurge, but I figured it was worth it, considering my first fabric only cost me $10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TH7lTy7FsrI/AAAAAAAACEo/8f1TWj9-v38/s1600/dad%27s+bday+126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TH7lTy7FsrI/AAAAAAAACEo/8f1TWj9-v38/s400/dad%27s+bday+126.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's totally different, but I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TH7lEUf1YBI/AAAAAAAACEg/7WPZMFXZr6o/s1600/dad%27s+bday+125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TH7lEUf1YBI/AAAAAAAACEg/7WPZMFXZr6o/s400/dad%27s+bday+125.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is the final room shot. (still need to figure something out to dress up the windows...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TH7k1EAnTXI/AAAAAAAACEY/3SKmEX-sZfw/s1600/dad%27s+bday+124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TH7k1EAnTXI/AAAAAAAACEY/3SKmEX-sZfw/s400/dad%27s+bday+124.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All in all, I save a lot of money doing it myself. Pete and I had come across pillows at the store, but if I bought four at $30 each, it would cost me over $100! This option cost me under $40!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-4262203888362326436?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/4262203888362326436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=4262203888362326436&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/4262203888362326436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/4262203888362326436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/09/making-pillow-covers.html' title='Making Pillow Covers'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TH7kl1i2UzI/AAAAAAAACEQ/OpWXrxP9HVc/s72-c/dad%27s+bday+030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-3957909540373349335</id><published>2010-08-29T23:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T23:10:21.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soon to come...</title><content type='html'>pillow covers, birthday pictures and a new toy for the Scott parents!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-3957909540373349335?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/3957909540373349335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=3957909540373349335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/3957909540373349335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/3957909540373349335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/08/soon-to-come.html' title='Soon to come...'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-4056828862894785241</id><published>2010-08-19T19:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T14:26:51.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruffles!</title><content type='html'>I've been helping Farrah's sister-in-law make curtains for her little girl's room, so basically my sewing machine has been hanging out over at her house. Okay, it &lt;i&gt;had &lt;/i&gt;been sitting at my house for forever, not being used. The second it leaves, all I want to do now are my sewing projects! Lovely how that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been craving (is that the right word...?) sewing. Sewing what, you ask? RUFFLES. Yep, I just want to make ruffle stuff. &lt;a href="http://www.howdoesshe.com/ruffles-ruffles-everywhere-10-projects"&gt;Like this super cute pillow&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/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TG3Jj-JGGmI/AAAAAAAACEI/l-xG14DEMpQ/s1600/6-1.09ruffles-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TG3Jj-JGGmI/AAAAAAAACEI/l-xG14DEMpQ/s320/6-1.09ruffles-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;picture from &lt;a href="http://www.howdoesshe.com/"&gt;how does she&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I just want to put ruffles on everything. Edging on cardigans, pillowcases, purses....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-4056828862894785241?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/4056828862894785241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=4056828862894785241&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/4056828862894785241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/4056828862894785241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/08/ruffles.html' title='Ruffles!'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TG3Jj-JGGmI/AAAAAAAACEI/l-xG14DEMpQ/s72-c/6-1.09ruffles-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-6917516987327749590</id><published>2010-08-14T23:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T23:12:43.054-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with Photoshop Actions</title><content type='html'>When I worked for my dad, I had a co-worker named James. He and I were the main employees and, obviously, we spent a lot of time together. He kept me abreast of all the geeky stuff that a computer guy would know. Like sending me links from digg.com and &lt;a href="http://www.homestarrunner.com/sbemail.html"&gt;Strongbad email videos&lt;/a&gt;. (Okay, I just got distracted by that for about twenty minutes!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember those &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FxOIebkmrqs"&gt;Mac vs PC commercials&lt;/a&gt; with the two guys? Well, there were a bunch of parody videos and one was about gaming. Basically, PC won that battle. Mac's rebuttal: you can play Photoshop. Enter the running joke of me playing Photoshop for hours on end every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, that was a long intro to my simple post....So today I was playing Photoshop like any normal adult woman on a Saturday afternoon while her husband is out doing yard work. My game today: actions. You can buy actions that will give your pictures great effects. Effects that one would spend hours doing. Some effects, that no matter how long I try doing, I would never get quite right. So, you can make your own actions or you can buy them and load them into your program. Then, all you do, is push play. Simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, the actions that I want to buy are pricey. As in $150. And that is only for some of them. There are tons out there that are awesome! On a happy note, though, I found some free ones and was able to get a sample of the pricey ones. Yay for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a lomo action. I guess there are lomo cameras that make really intense color images, so people try to&amp;nbsp;achieve&amp;nbsp;this by&amp;nbsp;editing&amp;nbsp;their photos. I love the look, but for the life of me could never get it right. So I was literally jumping up and down when I found a free action for it. Look how it completely transforms this picture into a cool, non-boring one. (Yes, this is my backyard.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TGdh0u3qWpI/AAAAAAAACDw/81Wpba9LFWk/s1600/133+lomocopy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TGdh0u3qWpI/AAAAAAAACDw/81Wpba9LFWk/s400/133+lomocopy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Genny, my favorite model, gets a double treatment. The lomo effect and a Troy effect (the middle one) from &lt;a href="http://www.gettotallyrad.com/"&gt;Totally Rad Actions&lt;/a&gt;. Gosh, I am in love with the Troy effect. Just gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TGdgTxd3qkI/AAAAAAAACDo/rO5muGrMhTg/s1600/bbq+001a+troy+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TGdgTxd3qkI/AAAAAAAACDo/rO5muGrMhTg/s400/bbq+001a+troy+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My mom and Genny get the Troy effect again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TGdkCKVlqqI/AAAAAAAACD4/cT-siYv3aZY/s1600/Jan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TGdkCKVlqqI/AAAAAAAACD4/cT-siYv3aZY/s400/Jan.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And in one of my all-time favorite pictures of Pete and me on the beach in Puerto Vallarta: the Boutwell Magic Glasses effect. Again, from Totally Rad Actions. The perfect touch on an almost already perfect picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TGdl7h3GY9I/AAAAAAAACEA/EezuzFm2dKY/s1600/IMG_1183+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TGdl7h3GY9I/AAAAAAAACEA/EezuzFm2dKY/s400/IMG_1183+copy.jpg" width="400" /&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;*Click on the pictures to enlarge*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-6917516987327749590?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/6917516987327749590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=6917516987327749590&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/6917516987327749590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/6917516987327749590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/08/fun-with-photoshop-actions.html' title='Fun with Photoshop Actions'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TGdh0u3qWpI/AAAAAAAACDw/81Wpba9LFWk/s72-c/133+lomocopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-1375293206549443607</id><published>2010-08-13T16:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T16:21:57.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Newton House Photography</title><content type='html'>So if you haven't noticed already, there's a new piece on my blog. It's my &lt;a href="http://www.therandommrs.etsy.com/"&gt;Etsy shop&lt;/a&gt;!! Yep, I decided to start selling my pictures. It's my new project and I hope that someone, somewhere likes what they see enough to buy it and hang it in their home. If not, no biggie. If yes, then it makes me really happy and hopefully, it makes them happy too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's called Newton House Photography (Pete's still working on my website) and I think I have a decent selection up right now. Pop over and let me know what you think. I'm a total newbie and would love your opinion. Also, if you know my stuff and don't see something you want, just let me know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-1375293206549443607?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/1375293206549443607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=1375293206549443607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/1375293206549443607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/1375293206549443607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/08/newton-house-photography.html' title='Newton House Photography'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-4211732878235525297</id><published>2010-08-09T16:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T16:30:52.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Garden Tomatoes</title><content type='html'>I was out to lunch with my little sister, Genny, the other day when she told me that I should post more. I laughed a little, thinking, &lt;i&gt;hey, someone actually reads this blog! &lt;/i&gt;This made me happy and curious. I told her that my blogging habits have changed over the years and I try not to get too personal with everyone who has internet access. This leads to less blogging for me. So, Genny, what should I blog about? My tomatoes, she suggested. More of my craft projects. Okay. I can do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you follow &lt;a href="http://www.littlehousebiglot.blogspot.com/"&gt;my house blog&lt;/a&gt;, you know all about our adventures in gardening. This last week was a huge deal as we got our first tomatoes! Notice, if you will, the tops. Not looking so good. Pete and I were wondering about this. We figured they were just a little underdeveloped considering their place in the garden. It was cute, actually, because at the grocery store the next day, Pete pointed out their tomatoes. The local ones looked just like ours. This made us feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TGBx2T0-YiI/AAAAAAAACDY/0SngLsJbrok/s1600/Headbands+074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TGBx2T0-YiI/AAAAAAAACDY/0SngLsJbrok/s400/Headbands+074.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These tomatoes are so yummy and juicy. It's all I have been eating. I stocked up on some fresh&amp;nbsp;mozzarella&amp;nbsp;and have been eating my favorite salads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TGByGLWpTZI/AAAAAAAACDg/u-w10TnAMwc/s1600/Headbands+075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TGByGLWpTZI/AAAAAAAACDg/u-w10TnAMwc/s400/Headbands+075.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We have also been eating yellow squash. I have yet to get a picture of it before it's all gone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-4211732878235525297?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/4211732878235525297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=4211732878235525297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/4211732878235525297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/4211732878235525297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/08/garden-tomatoes.html' title='Garden Tomatoes'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TGBx2T0-YiI/AAAAAAAACDY/0SngLsJbrok/s72-c/Headbands+074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-524241141736462352</id><published>2010-08-08T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T20:54:53.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Decorative Storage Boxes</title><content type='html'>When we built our desk for the office, we left open shelves to add a bit of interest with decorative baskets or boxes. Who knew this would be such a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering the desk was built after the Pottery Barn style, I went there to find baskets that would fit the dimensions. Holy crap, those baskets were $40 each and I needed four. It would have cost more for the baskets than the actual desk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I searched. And searched. The items I found were always too expensive, not the right size or there would not be enough in stock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day I came across this &lt;a href="http://www.makeit-loveit.com/2010/04/craft-room-part-1.html"&gt;blog post &lt;/a&gt;where she made her own storage boxes out of cardboard and slapped some fabric on the front. I could do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed some boxes from work and my parents' house. Pete helped me pick out some scrapbook paper (good fabric is hard and expensive to come by around here) that he could deal with, considering he spent the most time in that room, and I was off! Okay, it took me a while to do this. I had to cut cardboard with a rotary cutter and use two pieces for each side. Basically, that was really eight boxes that I built. Then, because the paper didn't fully cover the front, I glued two pieces and put a piece of ribbon down the front to cover the seams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TF9bDR2NvvI/AAAAAAAACDQ/mtHQzFgJjjQ/s1600/Headbands+078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TF9bDR2NvvI/AAAAAAAACDQ/mtHQzFgJjjQ/s400/Headbands+078.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The crappy part about this project is that I only measured one opening,&amp;nbsp;assuming&amp;nbsp;they would all be the same size. I was wrong. That is why there is a gap on some of them. Also, the last two boxes, I assembled differently, therefore causing them to stick out of the opening by an inch. As you can imagine, by this point, I didn't care. I was just glad to be done.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TF9bDR2NvvI/AAAAAAAACDQ/mtHQzFgJjjQ/s1600/Headbands+078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TF9axcY7uLI/AAAAAAAACDI/xgJu-HnE5lM/s1600/Headbands+077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TF9axcY7uLI/AAAAAAAACDI/xgJu-HnE5lM/s400/Headbands+077.JPG" width="400" /&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: left;"&gt;They are a little...much. They pop more than we anticipated, but once we get the rest of the room designed, they should blend a lot better. If anything, I can just recover them later.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;All in all, I saved A LOT of money with this approach. I used eight sheets of paper at $.59 each and ribbon at $1.50. It cost me $6.22 for these guys. Nice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-524241141736462352?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/524241141736462352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=524241141736462352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/524241141736462352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/524241141736462352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/08/decorative-storage-boxes.html' title='Decorative Storage Boxes'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TF9bDR2NvvI/AAAAAAAACDQ/mtHQzFgJjjQ/s72-c/Headbands+078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-1527197521201821588</id><published>2010-08-05T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T21:03:30.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Projects</title><content type='html'>I have SO many little craft projects that I am working on right now. I don't know what my deal is, but I've been embracing my crafty side and it's been really fun...and relaxing, which is what I need. Unfortunately, I have a small (okay, big) problem with starting on one and not finishing it before I get distracted by another one. Seriously, this is a huge problem for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am really trying to focus on finishing the making of my own storage boxes for our &lt;a href="http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/04/desk.html"&gt;homemade desk&lt;/a&gt;. It's taking me forever because I have to do the same time-consuming building&amp;nbsp;FOUR times. I have almost two done and that right there has taken me two weeks. Sad, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things that I have been doing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headbands - This started one night with Farrah while searching for a crafty thing to keep us occupied and I am now addicted.&lt;br /&gt;Storage Boxes - After seeing &lt;a href="http://www.makeit-loveit.com/2010/04/craft-room-part-1.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;, I was all over this hugely frugal idea. I should have pictures this weekend of the finished result (hopefully!).&lt;br /&gt;Sewing - This is my worst problem. I have plans and supplies for a coin purse and a skirt that I bought over a few months ago. I have yet to even start on these.&lt;br /&gt;Dresser - I have planned to paint Pete's dresser white to match mine since winter. All the spray paint has been waiting in the garage. What have I done with it? Used it for everything else.&lt;br /&gt;Picture Frames - This would probably be one of the easiest to do. I have six Ikea frames that need to be moved since we rearranged our bedroom. I just want to string them on some ribbon and hang them vertically. Yeah, I've that all ready to go since February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TFtqsAYt5eI/AAAAAAAACDA/g6RFgxrg9uo/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TFtqsAYt5eI/AAAAAAAACDA/g6RFgxrg9uo/s200/006.JPG" width="200" /&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: left;"&gt;Kitchen - Um, only half of it is painted. 'Nough said.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I think that's it. See? Problem. In my attempts to remedy this issue, I have promised myself to not buy into anything new until I finish something off my current list. Now that I work part-time (hooray!!), I have more time to get this accomplished.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;New project that I have been&amp;nbsp;eying....&lt;a href="http://mandeefranee.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-two-three-four.html"&gt;Lens pets&lt;/a&gt;! Seriously, how adorable are they for getting the little ones to look at the camera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-1527197521201821588?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/1527197521201821588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=1527197521201821588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/1527197521201821588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/1527197521201821588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/08/projects.html' title='Projects'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TFtqsAYt5eI/AAAAAAAACDA/g6RFgxrg9uo/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-7626571474228032072</id><published>2010-07-31T10:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T12:29:29.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Karl Taylor Photography Channel</title><content type='html'>In my recent days of being totally consumed by photography brain (thinking about it, as opposed to actually doing it), I stumbled upon this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/GreatPhotographyTips#p/u/6/snI7ehbC04k"&gt;YouTube channel from Karl Taylor Photography&lt;/a&gt;. He's a commercial photographer that does some awesome work. Basically, he's put together a bunch of short videos that ultimately promote his DVD lineup, but they have great tips. Stop by and check it out if you are interested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-7626571474228032072?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/7626571474228032072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=7626571474228032072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/7626571474228032072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/7626571474228032072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/07/karl-taylor-photography-channel.html' title='Karl Taylor Photography Channel'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-6120841153647905672</id><published>2010-07-18T17:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T13:16:19.739-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorado Vacay: The End</title><content type='html'>We headed back to Kansas on Tuesday afternoon. The plan was to drive home through I70 and check out Vail. We pulled off the highway to take a visit, but it was quite the bustling little city. I didn't even want to bother walking through the shops. So we pulled right back out onto the highway. Vail was gorgeous, though. It reminded me of the Hollywood Hills. On either side of the highway, there were huge, beautiful houses speckled along the mountain sides. Just gorgeous. Geez, I can't even begin to imagine it in the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next plan was to stop at Denver and check out their famous shopping center, &lt;a href="http://cherrycreeknorth.com/"&gt;Cherry Creek North&lt;/a&gt;. We did, but there wasn't anything that we didn't have here, in Kansas City. All, in all, we were not impressed with Denver. Nope. It was cool, but again, it just reminded of a little bit better Kansas City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we proceeded to drive through the night until we got home at 4am. Gosh, it was quite a blow when we stepped out into Kansas weather and were hit with the hot, humid air. It had been so nice to be in perfect, humid-less weather. Poor Pete was quite miserable and upset that we couldn't just pick up our house and move it to Boulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was a magnificent vacation. It was so nice to get away and do whatever we wanted with no strict plan to do anything. We discovered the perfect place for just us and I can't wait to go back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-6120841153647905672?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/6120841153647905672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=6120841153647905672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/6120841153647905672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/6120841153647905672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/07/colorado-vacay-end.html' title='Colorado Vacay: The End'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-5625405498779863112</id><published>2010-07-18T17:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T17:08:32.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorado Vacay: Ouray, Part Three</title><content type='html'>Pete and I planned to do some easy hiking in the morning before heading out to a mine tour. After breakfast, at about 8:30am, we packed up our gear and headed toward Cascade Falls. This was the waterfall we could see from town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, Pete started making a joke at my expense. He says that I have cried three times while on this vacation. First time, we were pulling into Boulder and I was just amazed at the beauty of the mountains right in front of us. Two, we were pulling into Ouray and it instantly exceeded all my expectations from the very first second. It was beyond gorgeous and breathtaking. Third time was within minutes of hiking toward Cascade Falls.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see, we are at about 7,500 feet above sea level. Unfortunately, I am not in the best shape, so not only does this affect a normal person, it really affects me. For the first few days, I did great. I had no problem hiking and walking and riding horses and all that. This morning, though, it had all caught up to me. My abs hurt from horseback riding. My rib hurt from banging into the side of the jeep going down the mountain and my leg had a huge bruised knot on it from being shoved into the jeep for two hours. We basically had been going strong from the second we pulled into Colorado and I just needed a break.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes, I teared up. I suddenly fell short of breath and my legs just didn't want to do it anymore. We turned back and drove up to Box Canyon Falls where you could park at the base and walk about 500 feet to the falls. It was awesome. They had built a structure that took you into the split in the mountain where a waterfall was rushing down. You felt the spray of the water and could walk around the rocks at the base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dumb and left my battery charging at the hotel, so I didn't have my camera. We did, however, have Pete's dad. Unfortunately, when we came home to look through them, they were messed up. Weird and unfortunate. Thank goodness, Pete had been running the little camera video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a silly video he took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e158084a33bae36b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De158084a33bae36b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331029019%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D59F2F10A6CD37B327573C33B943455AA84D55A63.361B12E918D00FF6F1682CDC751C18D93EDDCC68%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De158084a33bae36b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhR6MY27ge9KrgrFZe_yMqPC73Mo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De158084a33bae36b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331029019%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D59F2F10A6CD37B327573C33B943455AA84D55A63.361B12E918D00FF6F1682CDC751C18D93EDDCC68%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De158084a33bae36b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhR6MY27ge9KrgrFZe_yMqPC73Mo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From there, we headed back to Cascade Falls. We took another look at the map and discovered that we could also drive up to that base and just have an easy hike to the falls. Cascade Falls was stunning. It was a super tall, thin waterfall that streamed over a long decline of rocks. Poor Pete really wanted to scale the rocks and get behind the waterfall. Unfortunately, these mountains are so steep and rugged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was the end of the hiking for the day. We visited a local mine tour and learned about all that stuff. Not too interesting, but it was cool to go into the mine. It was a perfect 52 degrees and very dark. No pictures of that. (I was pictured out at that point.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From Ouray into the next town of Silverton, there is a stretch of highway that is known as the Million Dollar Highway aka Red Mountain Pass aka Pete's Memory Lane (I dubbed it that one myself). Words cannot describe its beauty. Pictures cannot capture it all. I can tell you, though, it is worth a thirteen hour drive from Kansas City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEN2uVnkYpI/AAAAAAAACAw/lh67bQ8_A0g/s1600/CO+364.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEN2uVnkYpI/AAAAAAAACAw/lh67bQ8_A0g/s400/CO+364.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEN3IVhBTzI/AAAAAAAACA4/4o42XlxdTIo/s1600/CO+368.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEN3IVhBTzI/AAAAAAAACA4/4o42XlxdTIo/s400/CO+368.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEN3YUJL_6I/AAAAAAAACBA/Xnz115ZwCtk/s1600/CO+376.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEN3YUJL_6I/AAAAAAAACBA/Xnz115ZwCtk/s400/CO+376.JPG" width="400" /&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: left;"&gt;Can you guess what that mountain is called? Red Mountain. That railroad just ends right at the edge like that. It's crazy to think that it was built over the deep valley to the other side. Frightening, actually.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEN3pw-3YMI/AAAAAAAACBI/SzTnUtPmXEE/s1600/CO+389.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEN3pw-3YMI/AAAAAAAACBI/SzTnUtPmXEE/s400/CO+389.JPG" width="400" /&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never have I been on a highway where the speed limit has points of 25 mph and 10 mph on the switchbacks. It is paved, but still very dangerous if you are not paying attention. Pete drove on the way to Silverton and I drove on the way back. This way, we were able to take turns marveling at the views. One second too long to gaze at the valley and you are, poof, over the cliff. (This&amp;nbsp;happened&amp;nbsp;over the holiday weekend with a local boy who stepped back while shooting off fireworks. Tragic.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEN5Se5SVOI/AAAAAAAACBg/K62rfRsMY0M/s1600/CO+440.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEN5Se5SVOI/AAAAAAAACBg/K62rfRsMY0M/s400/CO+440.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEN5gAdW7VI/AAAAAAAACBo/HsSmPlVHD9s/s1600/CO+444.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEN5gAdW7VI/AAAAAAAACBo/HsSmPlVHD9s/s400/CO+444.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes, I took that while driving. Very slowly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stopped at Silverton, which is another small little city like Ouray, but not as picturesque. It's more of a run down cowboy stop that isn't as snuggle by the mountains as Ouray is. (I don't blame the mountains. Ouray is just too cute not to want to wrap your big arms around it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete had me stop to take some pictures of the wildflowers. Sadly, none of those pictures her took turned out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEN4vYcbmTI/AAAAAAAACBQ/y6M0Vnjyf7w/s1600/CO+420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEN4vYcbmTI/AAAAAAAACBQ/y6M0Vnjyf7w/s400/CO+420.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEN5D7_KF1I/AAAAAAAACBY/FRMctNrfI5M/s1600/CO+425.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEN5D7_KF1I/AAAAAAAACBY/FRMctNrfI5M/s400/CO+425.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got back to town at about 6:30 and were beat. There is just so much to do and see. This is a place that needs a full week at the very least. Thank goodness we extended our stay for another day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we finished off our evening with dinner, a walk through the shops, and our, now traditional, stop at Mouse's Chocolates for treats and a hot drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-5625405498779863112?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/5625405498779863112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=5625405498779863112&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/5625405498779863112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/5625405498779863112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/07/colorado-vacay-ouray-part-three.html' title='Colorado Vacay: Ouray, Part Three'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEN2uVnkYpI/AAAAAAAACAw/lh67bQ8_A0g/s72-c/CO+364.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-2011306866152140497</id><published>2010-07-18T16:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T16:13:42.462-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorado Vacay: Yankee Boy Basin, Part Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I have a great video of the big rock, but stupid Blogger won't let me upload it for some reason. Bummer, I guess I will try later. So....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;We grabbed a quick bite to eat before heading out to Ridgeway (about 15 minutes away) for a horseback ride. We were the only two for the ride. Now, this was my first time on horseback since being a 9-year-old girl scout (which I really don't recall actually riding then). I just wanted the experience. Pete, on the other hand, had been riding in Ouray before and had fond memories.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Do not go horseback riding at Debs Livery in Ridgeway, CO. The gentleman was kind, but the ride was not at all what we had hoped for. It was along the highway in the open sun and then barely into a wildlife area that was not scenic at all, except for some mountains off in the distant. The only good part about it was that I finally got to ride a horse and the gentleman positioned me and Pete for some pictures (not good enough to post, though).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Oh and I got the most stupid sunburn on my left arm that was exposed after I had pushed my long sleeves up a bit. Silly, silly two-tone looking burn.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Just to give you an idea of how perfect Ouray weather is...At 2pm in Ridgeway, it was 84 degrees. At 3:30pm in Ouray (on our way back in), it was 64 and sunny. The locations were just about 14 miles from each other. We love Ouray, if for just this reason alone.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The evening progressed pretty normally with dinner and walking along the shops on Main street. Suddenly, the wind picked up and the clouds got dark and heavy over the mountain tops. A storm was blowing in. Fast. We looked at each and quickly headed for our hotel. We grabbed our cameras and tried to get what we could before it was too dark. Ouray just got some&amp;nbsp;sprinkles&amp;nbsp;and gusts of wind, but I would have loved to have seen what it was doing up in the mountains.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I took this picture before realizing I was in the wrong camera mode. I do like it, however, because it really picks up the cloudiness. It was crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TENqWOrfsPI/AAAAAAAACAY/IDfRfIR0qLA/s1600/CO+337.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TENqWOrfsPI/AAAAAAAACAY/IDfRfIR0qLA/s400/CO+337.JPG" width="400" /&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TENqnuXs4jI/AAAAAAAACAg/wFSYDTJMQ0U/s1600/CO+338.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TENqnuXs4jI/AAAAAAAACAg/wFSYDTJMQ0U/s400/CO+338.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TENrE8Ycw-I/AAAAAAAACAo/s19tYhHS11c/s1600/CO+344.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TENrE8Ycw-I/AAAAAAAACAo/s19tYhHS11c/s400/CO+344.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;It was probably best that we weren't able to squeeze in a jeep tour the next morning. Conditions would not have been good.&amp;nbsp;&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/1501658795614545704-2011306866152140497?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/2011306866152140497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=2011306866152140497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/2011306866152140497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/2011306866152140497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/07/colorado-vacay-yankee-boy-basin-part.html' title='Colorado Vacay: Yankee Boy Basin, Part Two'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TENqWOrfsPI/AAAAAAAACAY/IDfRfIR0qLA/s72-c/CO+337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-6423528189546688543</id><published>2010-07-18T00:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T00:28:50.474-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorado Vacay: Yankee Boy Basin</title><content type='html'>&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEI8vfTn2lI/AAAAAAAAB-o/9VqMOzeNEKQ/s1600/CO+217.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEI8vfTn2lI/AAAAAAAAB-o/9VqMOzeNEKQ/s400/CO+217.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yankee Boy Basin is about 10,000 feet above sea level with two waterfalls, called Twin Falls. Ouray is at about 7,800 feet, so it was&amp;nbsp;noticeably&amp;nbsp;different. I would crouch down for a&amp;nbsp;picture&amp;nbsp;of a wildflower and instantly get lightheaded as soon as I stood up. I almost toppled over a few times. After about a half hour, I started to feel sharp pains in my upper shoulders every time I breathed in. One of the locals offered helpful advice and said it was normal to experience these things. I mean, Kansas City has an elevation of about 1,000 feet, so I was definitely feeling the difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEI87Jvm5mI/AAAAAAAAB-w/BnWv_gjgdzs/s1600/CO+227.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEI87Jvm5mI/AAAAAAAAB-w/BnWv_gjgdzs/s400/CO+227.JPG" width="400" /&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEI9GBDCQAI/AAAAAAAAB-4/m9db4uyyRS4/s1600/CO+229.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEI9GBDCQAI/AAAAAAAAB-4/m9db4uyyRS4/s400/CO+229.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEI9bAGgrzI/AAAAAAAAB_A/87gSQAokpaU/s1600/CO+239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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It took us about an hour and a half to go up and twenty minutes to get down. We were following behind a few cars and the dust was awful. I had a sweatshirt covering my face most of the way, but it didn't save my hair from collecting a good amount. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a cheap shot of Ouray.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEJy-Fj0WNI/AAAAAAAACAQ/k4aJWgvHmCA/s1600/CO+308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEJy-Fj0WNI/AAAAAAAACAQ/k4aJWgvHmCA/s400/CO+308.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You want to see some video? I had my little Canon Powershot that takes video. It's not great, but I think it's fun to have some video to get another view of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a 360 view while I was standing in the middle of the basin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8205ffdae9589748" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8205ffdae9589748%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331029019%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4BCC407A61934CA4BFA3E432722D35EA3C20B7FF.241E90C0175F123B92776EB40F18A92D80E0D11D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8205ffdae9589748%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyXIgIC70UCvOgfJGLWD3p9Lfwe4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8205ffdae9589748%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331029019%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4BCC407A61934CA4BFA3E432722D35EA3C20B7FF.241E90C0175F123B92776EB40F18A92D80E0D11D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8205ffdae9589748%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyXIgIC70UCvOgfJGLWD3p9Lfwe4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-6423528189546688543?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/6423528189546688543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=6423528189546688543&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/6423528189546688543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/6423528189546688543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/07/colorado-vacay-yankee-boy-basin.html' title='Colorado Vacay: Yankee Boy Basin'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TEI8vfTn2lI/AAAAAAAAB-o/9VqMOzeNEKQ/s72-c/CO+217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-1391479942017792955</id><published>2010-07-15T23:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T23:20:55.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorado Vacay: Ouray, Part Two</title><content type='html'>This morning in Ouray started early. We had to find breakfast and be at the jeep place by 8am for our tour up into Yankee Boy Basin (a moderate rated pass). It was a chilly morning. I had a long sleeved tee, sweatshirt and jacket. Even then, once we got into the open truck, I&amp;nbsp;tightened&amp;nbsp;my hood around my head to stay warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 16 mile round trip trek took us four hours. Our tour stopped at good photography points and historically notable spots. There were some very cool&amp;nbsp;abandoned&amp;nbsp;mining buildings. One of them was a doorway into the actual mine that was very creepy. It's too bad they had it locked up.&amp;nbsp;Apparently, it's dangerous and people can fall down shafts to never be found again. Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_PTRaYG5I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/NrXbgg03qM0/s1600/CO+126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_PTRaYG5I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/NrXbgg03qM0/s400/CO+126.JPG" width="267" /&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/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_Pk5T926I/AAAAAAAAB8Y/k2ZndQgXvrE/s1600/CO+142.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_Pk5T926I/AAAAAAAAB8Y/k2ZndQgXvrE/s400/CO+142.JPG" width="400" /&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_P-4zKXTI/AAAAAAAAB8g/PUmppTN7rro/s1600/CO+144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_P-4zKXTI/AAAAAAAAB8g/PUmppTN7rro/s400/CO+144.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_QOZTy3PI/AAAAAAAAB8o/NzPtlQR610Y/s1600/CO+146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_QOZTy3PI/AAAAAAAAB8o/NzPtlQR610Y/s400/CO+146.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_QbHZ9TbI/AAAAAAAAB8w/l1TzGLFJ7jU/s1600/CO+150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_QbHZ9TbI/AAAAAAAAB8w/l1TzGLFJ7jU/s400/CO+150.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_QvUpPbRI/AAAAAAAAB84/5pMWl89NkYQ/s1600/CO+152.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_QvUpPbRI/AAAAAAAAB84/5pMWl89NkYQ/s400/CO+152.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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: left;"&gt;For the most part, it was a pretty tame pass. The road was pretty smooth and the wide even though there was a crazy cliff to fall off.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_RIv9sVSI/AAAAAAAAB9A/nqHdTyQDDis/s1600/CO+155.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_RIv9sVSI/AAAAAAAAB9A/nqHdTyQDDis/s400/CO+155.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_RgqA4cWI/AAAAAAAAB9I/wgvF-hUq3PM/s1600/CO+156.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_RgqA4cWI/AAAAAAAAB9I/wgvF-hUq3PM/s400/CO+156.JPG" width="400" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_SOv4atTI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/7HTGZtEoLOo/s1600/CO+167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_SOv4atTI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/7HTGZtEoLOo/s400/CO+167.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is the famous rock that hangs over the road. It's pretty cool, if I say so myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_Slz_tZDI/AAAAAAAAB9g/im39fTywZ78/s1600/CO+173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_Slz_tZDI/AAAAAAAAB9g/im39fTywZ78/s400/CO+173.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_S5yo4A6I/AAAAAAAAB9o/w-h7Hw0lfyo/s1600/CO+175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_S5yo4A6I/AAAAAAAAB9o/w-h7Hw0lfyo/s400/CO+175.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_TJ2PGSCI/AAAAAAAAB9w/B--aSC7YUWQ/s1600/CO+179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_TJ2PGSCI/AAAAAAAAB9w/B--aSC7YUWQ/s400/CO+179.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it was also kind of scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the mining stuff along the way was pretty cool. It was all busted up from the avalanches. Our tour guide told us a story about a 96 year old woman who had been on a tour and told them that she taught school in one of the busted up buildings. When they asked her how it was to live up in these mountains, she replied, "It was hell on earth." It was freezing in the twenty foot snows and there was black smoke all over from the mining. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_aU7Kuo-I/AAAAAAAAB94/uQcDUG5FGYM/s1600/CO+190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_aU7Kuo-I/AAAAAAAAB94/uQcDUG5FGYM/s400/CO+190.JPG" width="400" /&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_at3I4bWI/AAAAAAAAB-A/Qz-QNFy3jj0/s1600/CO+200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_at3I4bWI/AAAAAAAAB-A/Qz-QNFy3jj0/s400/CO+200.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_bF_WY10I/AAAAAAAAB-I/aP2qwOjvxXo/s1600/CO+204.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_bF_WY10I/AAAAAAAAB-I/aP2qwOjvxXo/s400/CO+204.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_bYKy1GAI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/-6405edloM4/s1600/CO+205.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_bYKy1GAI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/-6405edloM4/s400/CO+205.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_b24_yaTI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/KyCgmUY-wa8/s1600/CO+206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_b24_yaTI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/KyCgmUY-wa8/s400/CO+206.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_cVqx-3nI/AAAAAAAAB-g/kyjXaTkUi2c/s1600/CO+212.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_cVqx-3nI/AAAAAAAAB-g/kyjXaTkUi2c/s400/CO+212.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So many pictures! I am going to have to break this post into two. I gotta fit in the video too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-1391479942017792955?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/1391479942017792955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=1391479942017792955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/1391479942017792955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/1391479942017792955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/07/colorado-vacay-ouray-part-two.html' title='Colorado Vacay: Ouray, Part Two'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_PTRaYG5I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/NrXbgg03qM0/s72-c/CO+126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-7369049096625061091</id><published>2010-07-15T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T22:13:20.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorado Vacay: Ouray, Part One</title><content type='html'>Saturday's adventure had us driving further west to Ouray, CO. It's a little town that Pete's mom loved and would have her family vacation there. Pete had very fond memories and insisted we go there for Yankee Boy Basin pictures and other outdoor fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were&amp;nbsp;mesmerized&amp;nbsp;on our way in via the mountains. The scenery never ceases to amaze me. (Little did I know that I was just getting started...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_C9jF9CFI/AAAAAAAAB74/Bo13cWXvT9U/s1600/CO+109a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_C9jF9CFI/AAAAAAAAB74/Bo13cWXvT9U/s400/CO+109a.jpg" width="400" /&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/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_DrtARIVI/AAAAAAAAB8A/4WAETnBlsgc/s1600/CO+116a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_DrtARIVI/AAAAAAAAB8A/4WAETnBlsgc/s400/CO+116a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we turned onto our final stretch into Ouray, I couldn't help but hope that we were headed right into the peaks that I was admiring. Sure enough, we literally drove straight into Main street where you suddenly felt like you had just entered a cutesy little movie. Ouray's Main street is literally about seven blocks lined with shops and food. Just a few hundred feet behind each side is straight up mountainside. I cried. I couldn't help it. It was more than I had expected. Stunning. I couldn't believe that such perfect little places existed outside of the movie screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the view from our front balcony. We were just nestled in the mountains. I wish I would have gone out the street and done a 360 degree video. I didn't get as many pictures as I had hoped. I just wanted to enjoy it as much as possible without trying to get a picture of every single thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_FLfv386I/AAAAAAAAB8I/SR3_EjjowmI/s1600/CO+120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_FLfv386I/AAAAAAAAB8I/SR3_EjjowmI/s400/CO+120.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We immediately walked the street, poking into the shops that were still open for the evening. The owners were so friendly, asking where we were from and where we were staying. After speaking with one, I got nervous about taking our own car (as we had&amp;nbsp;originally&amp;nbsp;planned) up to Yankee Boy Basin. We convinced ourselves that spending the extra money for a safe, leisurely tour would be a better idea. So we booked the 8am Sunday morning jeep tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I proceeded to reserve a time at 2pm for horseback riding and talked to Pete about some hiking trails, I quickly decided that two nights in Ouray just wouldn't be enough. There was too much to see. Too much to do. We went to a late dinner and decided to extend our stay another night. I could forgo shopping in Denver for more priceless activity here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouray nights are chilly. The mornings start out at about 50, progress into the mid-70s, and descend into the 50s again. We loved it! I got to wear my cardigans and jacket. We stopped in at &lt;a href="http://mouseschocolates.com/"&gt;Mouse's Chocolates&lt;/a&gt; for some hot drinks and treats. Pete, with his&amp;nbsp;caramel&amp;nbsp;hot apple cider and me, with my hot chocolate proceeded to walk along in the 54 degree evening planning the rest of our stay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-7369049096625061091?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/7369049096625061091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=7369049096625061091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/7369049096625061091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/7369049096625061091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/07/colorado-vacay-ouray-part-one.html' title='Colorado Vacay: Ouray, Part One'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD_C9jF9CFI/AAAAAAAAB74/Bo13cWXvT9U/s72-c/CO+109a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-1169271742345794541</id><published>2010-07-14T21:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T21:52:24.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorado Vacay: Boulder</title><content type='html'>At about 10pm on Thursday, we headed out for Denver. We figured we'd get there early, but certainly weren't expecting to arrive at 6am. Certainly, enough, though we did. Once we got there, we decided to just head into Boulder and see what it had to offer. We stopped in at a local breakfast cafe right at 7am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Walnut Cafe was as local as you get. Their menu was covered in pictures of their customers. This was what I wanted. Local. We asked our waitress, a tall, skinny blond with a pixie cut and&amp;nbsp;tattoo&amp;nbsp;covered arms, what we could do to kill some time before shops opened. She suggested her favorite trail and walking along Pearl Street Mall. Just like that, our day was planned.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD5tfAmqfcI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/Goj4-s_0_Po/s1600/CO+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD5tfAmqfcI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/Goj4-s_0_Po/s400/CO+006.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our first hike into the Colorado mountains took my breath away. About every five minutes, we just stopped and looked all around in awe. So many people were taking their morning runs/walks with their&amp;nbsp;friends&amp;nbsp;and dogs. They were all so friendly, offering a warm smile and a "good morning".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD5uLBS9imI/AAAAAAAAB6g/7NmmsgYPw2E/s1600/CO+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD5uLBS9imI/AAAAAAAAB6g/7NmmsgYPw2E/s400/CO+020.JPG" width="400" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD5uhshx01I/AAAAAAAAB6o/iWizJQApUqk/s1600/CO+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD5uhshx01I/AAAAAAAAB6o/iWizJQApUqk/s400/CO+021.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pete had his cell phone and was sending pictures to his dad and co-workers. Bragging, of course. How could he not? It was absolutely beautiful. Even with living in Utah and visiting the mountains every now and then, I don't remember experiences like what we had that morning. We planned to visit again later that evening.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD5t1iZBXwI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/YmZ5TcI1cn0/s1600/CO+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD5t1iZBXwI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/YmZ5TcI1cn0/s400/CO+007.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was still only about 9am, but we headed out to the Pearl Street Mall. Again, I was just blown away by the beauty of this four block street of local stores and eateries. It was mostly shaded by tall trees with perfectly manicured center plots of flowers, playground and seating area. We sat and watched people on their way to work and getting their stores ready for the day. The weather was perfect. Just about 65 degrees and breezy. Pete didn't even flinch at the realization that we were at a mall. He was in love with the cool, Colorado outdoors.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By 11am, Pete couldn't even walk straight, he was so exhausted. He had driven all night with only four hours of sleep from the night before. We hadn't planned to find a hotel until after 2pm, so we went back to the car in the parking garage, rolled down the windows and attempted to take a nap. That was until I got sick. I needed a hotel right then and there. I immediately called around and found a very helpful woman that found us a room with an early check-in. Saved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a nap and more shopping, we went out to Agave Mexican Bistro and had one of the best Mexican meals. When we ordered chips and salsa, our waiter made it fresh with his mortar and pestle right at our table. After dinner, we headed back up to do some more hiking. We chose a more challenging trail than the morning's. The pictures don't do it justice (and neither does my bad camera day, ya know, like sometimes you have a bad hair day. I have bad camera days.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD5wFBaXWTI/AAAAAAAAB6w/CUITSPOWPFQ/s1600/CO+035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD5wFBaXWTI/AAAAAAAAB6w/CUITSPOWPFQ/s400/CO+035.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Basically, what we did was drive toward the mountains and you usually ended up at the bottom of a trail. It was awesome. This trail was quite steep and right at the edge of the mountain. I had a few moments of&amp;nbsp;anxiety&amp;nbsp;of being right on the edge and had to sit down to get composure. I mean, I have issues with the nosebleed sections' steepness at Arrowhead stadium!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD5wVChgZeI/AAAAAAAAB64/BUN2mh2EFME/s1600/CO+040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD5wVChgZeI/AAAAAAAAB64/BUN2mh2EFME/s400/CO+040.JPG" width="400" /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD5wkxAbTLI/AAAAAAAAB7A/xRHttT-n6l8/s1600/CO+044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD5wkxAbTLI/AAAAAAAAB7A/xRHttT-n6l8/s400/CO+044.JPG" width="400" /&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD5xDMQdtxI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/E4flKv2WloY/s1600/CO+058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD5xDMQdtxI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/E4flKv2WloY/s400/CO+058.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD5xQ2UNs_I/AAAAAAAAB7Y/dBtCPf-OJ1w/s1600/CO+063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD5xQ2UNs_I/AAAAAAAAB7Y/dBtCPf-OJ1w/s400/CO+063.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you might be able to tell, it was getting dark. We were headed back to the car when Pete saw those huge rocks to the left and the trail leading up to them. He looked at me, smiled slyly, and said he wanted to head up. The last thing I wanted was to be stuck on the mountain in the dark. At the same time, the last thing I wanted was to travel all the way to Colorado and not do something we wanted to experience. I sighed, looked at my sweet husband and said, "Okay, let's do it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD5wyI4g72I/AAAAAAAAB7I/2E1zDjKAeao/s1600/CO+047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD5wyI4g72I/AAAAAAAAB7I/2E1zDjKAeao/s400/CO+047.JPG" width="400" /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD51wI6qQ0I/AAAAAAAAB7g/sMukMj-BS-s/s1600/CO+098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD51wI6qQ0I/AAAAAAAAB7g/sMukMj-BS-s/s400/CO+098.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Look. It's a little sliver of Boulder.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD52BquXvXI/AAAAAAAAB7o/4HONXUaWY2o/s1600/CO+100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD52BquXvXI/AAAAAAAAB7o/4HONXUaWY2o/s400/CO+100.JPG" width="400" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD52M4x4wgI/AAAAAAAAB7w/YbEKvzH8iPQ/s1600/CO+104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD52M4x4wgI/AAAAAAAAB7w/YbEKvzH8iPQ/s400/CO+104.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What a great city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-1169271742345794541?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/1169271742345794541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=1169271742345794541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/1169271742345794541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/1169271742345794541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/07/colorado-vacay-boulder.html' title='Colorado Vacay: Boulder'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TD5tfAmqfcI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/Goj4-s_0_Po/s72-c/CO+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-1043783524482144167</id><published>2010-07-12T23:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T23:05:40.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, Monday!</title><content type='html'>Is it Monday? Honestly, I have to keep checking my phone to see what day it is. We are on our last night in Ouray, with plans to be back home on Wednesday. While we've been away, I have been journaling a detailed story of our adventures. Hopefully, when I get home, all I will have to do is plug in pictures. I think you'll really like it, so stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus: We even have some video!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501658795614545704-1043783524482144167?l=www.therandommrs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/feeds/1043783524482144167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501658795614545704&amp;postID=1043783524482144167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/1043783524482144167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501658795614545704/posts/default/1043783524482144167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.therandommrs.com/2010/07/monday-monday.html' title='Monday, Monday!'/><author><name>EKD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884393102563633946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501658795614545704.post-7795334915604732806</id><published>2010-07-07T19:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T19:06:53.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Macro Lens Talk</title><content type='html'>When searching around for some new camera lenses, I came across &lt;a href="http://www.rentglass.com/"&gt;this site&lt;/a&gt; that rents lenses. They ship nationwide, but are local so I can pick up and not pay shipping! It's actually pretty cool because it is so affordable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the lenses that I rented was a macro. Um, glad I rented before I bought. Until I get a super nice camera that requires a super nice macro lens, I will not spend my money on one for my Rebel XS. In my opinion, it looks like my regular, everyday lens gets close enough and is crisp enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comparison&amp;nbsp;on a tomato stem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TDUTlpfZAHI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/bset1HjG2xE/s1600/macro+compare.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TDUTlpfZAHI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/bset1HjG2xE/s400/macro+compare.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The left one is taken with a&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Canon EF-S 60mm f/2.8 macro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and the right one is with my everyday 18-55mm. Clearly, the macro lens takes a crisper shot when cropped in tight, but is it worth the extra $300 or so when a not-so-tight crop looks just as good? I don't think so.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Here's another shot with the macro (cropped in about 50%).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TDUVEs2qr_I/AAAAAAAAB5g/d8o1fpOwvUE/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_btwkdjy2F-Y/TDUVEs2qr_I/AAAAAAAAB5g/d8o1fpOwvUE/s400/027.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=
