tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123838142024-03-07T10:49:01.245-06:00Some Where Down in Texas....Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07324899695369140833noreply@blogger.comBlogger114125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12383814.post-61334292069681535212011-05-23T23:32:00.002-05:002011-05-23T23:50:19.548-05:00What's Up????Here's what's up with us:<br /><br />1) Me, mom, and Ash took Riley to Sea World the weekend after Mother's Day...we stayed in a suite at the Hyatt Hill Country Resort and had a wonderful time. Riley LOVED Sea World, but I think we wore her out...we were there from 10 am til 6 pm when the park closed. We spent Saturday floating in the lazy river and hanging by the pool. Man, that place had some good hummus!<br /><br />2) Jody and I have been married 11 years...it sure has gone by in the blink of an eye. I probably don't tell him enough, but he's a great husband and a wonderful father. We celebrated our anniversary by ordering take out after Riley went to bed and then drinking entirely too much wine. <br /><br />3) The day after our anniversary, we decided to take Riley to the lake. We just went to Phantom and messed around for a bit. I laid out face down on the deck and caught myself dozing off several times (little did I know I was actually "planking", how hip and cool am I?) Jody taught her how to start the boat and make it go. That was interesting. <br /><br />4) While at the lake, Jody had left a banana in the seat of the boat and I sat down on just a bit of it. So now Riley is running around telling people "mommy squooshed daddy's banana!!" which sounds far dirtier from the mouth of a nearly 3 year old than you can imagine. <br /><br />5) Riley has developed several "scary voices". The most popular one I have named the devil baby voice...it really is pretty freaky. I'll have to catch her on video at some point. <br /><br />6) Going to my dad's this weekend to see the baby goats. We were supposed to go last weekend, but all the rain brought out mass hordes of mosquitoes, so we decided to try for this weekend instead. Of course, it looked like they got quite a bit of rain yesterday, so there may be a fresh batch of bloodsuckers out there by then. <br /><br />7) Riley and I are flying out to Pensacola in less than a month and I can't wait. I haven't had more than a day or two off this year and I'm ready for a break. I'm definitely earning my keep at work.<br /><br />8) Been hitting the gym on a regular basis again and it feels good. Of course, the first couple of weeks were a little rough, but now I'm looking forward to my gym time. I actually did 5 classes last week (Jody and RP took a nap Saturday after the lake and I sneaked over for a yoga class). Of course, tomorrow night is step class, so I might not be so cheery about the gym after that...I just have to keep remembering it burns about 500 calories per my Exerspy, so it's totally worth it :)<br /><br />9) I swear there was something else I was going to write here. Hmmm. I don't know. Oh,maybe about the books I've been reading? Anyway, I'm reading the Songs of Fire and Ice series by George RR Martin and thoroughly enjoying them. Mom has since passed me and is already on book 3! I noticed she downloaded it last night, she must have stayed up late reading!<br /><br />10) Funny things RP has said this week:<br />She's on my pink list! (She was mad at someone)<br />The banana squooshing incident, see above<br />I'm just a little bit tired (when in fact she's like the walking dead)<br />She is all about telling people her daddy is big and doesn't need a ladder.<br />Her name is "mama" and my name is Riley Paige. Daddy's name is Jody Mac and he is her favorite. So it begins ;)Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07324899695369140833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12383814.post-42908107665987315482011-05-02T21:44:00.003-05:002011-05-02T21:57:04.737-05:00Riley....Man, my kid is funny. She says some of the cutest, quirkiest things and I'm scared to death I'm going to forget them. So I'm going to attempt to put them all here...maybe someday I'll get around to scrapbooking all this ;)<br /><br />Bambooms = band-aids<br /><br />Skebby- Spaghetti<br /><br />Hunky - not exactly sure the exact meaning, but it's an adjective. She used a port-a-potty at March for Babies this weekend (first time ever) and described it has "hunky" so I'm thinking it's nothing good. :)<br /><br />The backyard is "Zoe's backyard" and the front yard is the "other backyard."<br /><br />Rollers = Rollos<br /><br />I'm super duper tired, so that will do for the first entry in Encyclopedia Riley. <br /><br />To be continued....Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07324899695369140833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12383814.post-20014899232065970522010-07-07T20:38:00.003-05:002010-07-07T20:44:02.793-05:00Just a Few Funny ThingsRiley has started to really say some funny things....<br /><br />Sunday, we were out at Carla's house since Ashley is housesitting for her...Riley, Mom, and Ashley were sitting on the stairs. When I came around the corner, Riley patted the step next to her and said "come here baby." It was so stinking cute.<br /><br />Then later that day, Trish brought Sarah out for Riley's birthday party...Riley really wanted Sarah to swim with her...when Trish was stripping Sarah, Riley decided to help out and told Sarah "I help you baby." It was so cute....<br /><br />Then, the other night, Jody was on the phone and Riley kept saying "I talk, I talk" and "phone, phone." I figured Jody was talking to his brother or his dad, because he said "Riley wants to talk you." So Riley gets on the phone "Hewwo?" And proceeds to chatter away. Jody asked her who she was talking to and she says "some man." Turns out it was some man...Jeff that Jody works with - it was really funny.Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07324899695369140833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12383814.post-9632160454832904912010-06-30T22:45:00.003-05:002010-06-30T23:26:34.472-05:00Happy Birthday, Riley!Today my baby turned 2. I can hardly believe it's been two years since she came into this world, forever turning our lives upside down and right side out :)<br /><br />She is undoubtedly the best thing I have ever done and is just the funniest little person.<br /><ul><li>Today, Jody was on the phone with a guy he works with...Riley said "talk on phone!" Jody ignored her...so she said it louder and grabbed the phone...so Jody told Jeff "someone" wanted to talk to him...so RP takes the phone and and says "Hewwo?" and talks some gibberish for a minute...Jody asked her who it was and she said "some man." I don't even know where she comes up with some of this stuff. </li><li>I don't even know where to start with all the words she says...there are too many too count. Some of my favorite are: hewwo, sowwy, bye (it's all in the way she says it, she has a pretty deep little voice), let's go, love you...</li><li>Some of my least favorite are shut up (not sure where she picked that one up, but thankfully I haven't heard it a few days from her) and no like it, which actually means she is full. Also "no touch it" when she does not want my help.<br /></li><li>She has recently discovered baby dolls and loves them. She has a baby from Target that take a bottle and then falls asleep. As soon as it falls asleep, she tells it "wake up!"<br /></li><li>She is scared of thunder, but loves to tell you it's raining.<br /></li><li>Crayons are her favorite and she will color on anything. Thus our rule of only coloring when she's in the high chair. But you have to make sure the high chair is away from things she can color on - like countertops, my iphone, the oven, etc. </li><li>Swimming is a favorite pastime. And she's getting pretty brave. She does really good with her floaties.<br /></li><li>She has discovered the Imagination Movers and his quit requesting Blues Clues all the time (thank goodness). I can only take so much of Steve.</li><li>We're in a picky phase. What works one day may not work the next. I figure she'll eat when she's hungry.<br /></li><li>She'll almost always eat Gogurt. I buy two big boxes at a time at Sam's.<br /></li><li>Money is the key to her heart. But only paper "moneys". And she'll fold it and stick it in the waist band of whatever she has on.</li><li>I taught her to somersault last weekend. </li></ul>Happy birthday, my sweet Riley....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh53MT3ld0ddKh2FeL6XjPQ1z6MDqmZmS-pfNCbZetm8WGQtT3LD5YoJHeaeON0hI8-aqFPvpVYdt2yjRJcJZooOL_qOXcED73wu_ed-2siE-JrRsuTBApIvjP6t3_4rbcAl8Qm/s1600/June+30+Comparisons.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh53MT3ld0ddKh2FeL6XjPQ1z6MDqmZmS-pfNCbZetm8WGQtT3LD5YoJHeaeON0hI8-aqFPvpVYdt2yjRJcJZooOL_qOXcED73wu_ed-2siE-JrRsuTBApIvjP6t3_4rbcAl8Qm/s400/June+30+Comparisons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488789286036764978" border="0" /></a>Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07324899695369140833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12383814.post-9006067560765094222010-06-01T21:35:00.006-05:002010-06-01T22:09:56.854-05:00Memorial Day WeekendWow...Memorial Day came and went in a hurry!<br /><br />Friday...no getting off early for me. Jody and I decided instead of going out to dinner, we would divide and conquer everything we needed to do to get ready for the weekend...he took RP and went one way and I went to Target and to pick up dinner and our spare pack 'n' play....<br /><br />Saturday, I ran around like crazy trying to get everything together so that I could leave to go to my dad's straight from the gym. While I went to HHC and did BodyVive, Jody and RP headed on to my dad's house. The rest can probably mostly be best expressed in pictures:<br /><br />Pop's caught an unsuspecting baby goat for Riley to (torture) play with...I bet that goat doesn't make the same mistake twice :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4K33ZWp0dC2YI1Uu4eeQQtvXGpZeZHSC3PaCOxK36aHB18PhR8hTEX7L76VX_B4iPkXg0zwArZxQIQbDpXlflbqh-r1TxypeUfYAnTBsaSFrmjHFGXWsUcySfyINFsosbmNoo/s1600/IMG_8961.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4K33ZWp0dC2YI1Uu4eeQQtvXGpZeZHSC3PaCOxK36aHB18PhR8hTEX7L76VX_B4iPkXg0zwArZxQIQbDpXlflbqh-r1TxypeUfYAnTBsaSFrmjHFGXWsUcySfyINFsosbmNoo/s400/IMG_8961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478002383939507362" border="0" /></a>Then we took the mule out and fed the goats. They really look like they're starving, don't they?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCI-7j2rc_3QauC9EuWPeB_XVEZjfvUQJ_0-jrA2IURfLdYJvEJGR1GimH8SNlds28VxJZdna9Pkl-d7tebRtZBvqttueg3ZYYO3TaqWWhUaBQzBAZAu96eEXLuXPZgvbA42x6/s1600/IMG_8996.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCI-7j2rc_3QauC9EuWPeB_XVEZjfvUQJ_0-jrA2IURfLdYJvEJGR1GimH8SNlds28VxJZdna9Pkl-d7tebRtZBvqttueg3ZYYO3TaqWWhUaBQzBAZAu96eEXLuXPZgvbA42x6/s400/IMG_8996.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478002396288719682" border="0" /></a>Soon after feeding the goats, I loaded my 23 month old that hadn't had a nap all day in the car and drove an hour to the ranch at Shep...we spent the night there and the next morning, we set out early to do some exploring.<br /><br />We found a great spot on the creek that was very clear and not muddy...it was perfect for doing some walking/playing in the water:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiHJhE67666xHtUl4bcRimDqlqEjL-Re8CLf9nZzbtZ7rtUXJGn4tizA0FmotwFqMF1Nj-0uZaWQs9zdN9rrVwy2dZGO291onIIbhNe9JEFf2mDL7SKLqdN0rUhi9ZAjPu5nZ4/s1600/IMG_9001.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiHJhE67666xHtUl4bcRimDqlqEjL-Re8CLf9nZzbtZ7rtUXJGn4tizA0FmotwFqMF1Nj-0uZaWQs9zdN9rrVwy2dZGO291onIIbhNe9JEFf2mDL7SKLqdN0rUhi9ZAjPu5nZ4/s400/IMG_9001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478002404157450658" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF_2MqJfI6siQSUccYOMZ_ZDNAHH9AnsJZYk2QGgR5TdUQ-FPyZmNTd8bjK39_EdqdvoAeF3v13F4Gv89JDERgGZ8sFw1UUdAre8pUvV9Ry3GTCSQsWgd988slLVrrtXLtk3gI/s1600/IMG_9009.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF_2MqJfI6siQSUccYOMZ_ZDNAHH9AnsJZYk2QGgR5TdUQ-FPyZmNTd8bjK39_EdqdvoAeF3v13F4Gv89JDERgGZ8sFw1UUdAre8pUvV9Ry3GTCSQsWgd988slLVrrtXLtk3gI/s400/IMG_9009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478007577893347874" border="0" /></a><br />Then we went to the tank and RP chased the cows around...the calves were actually pretty interested in her.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi06Ise7oyk_b9C3pOvWaF5JK630IuuEhOimuQpWmJX8Mjra8Nym-0KpWtTISMXy7ORS00qokoLUs9AbXgge0Z70RibEkk2-NqIMNVcMis5l3xb_i9A9CSUd01rJ6OUljaiuJse/s1600/IMG_9050+1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi06Ise7oyk_b9C3pOvWaF5JK630IuuEhOimuQpWmJX8Mjra8Nym-0KpWtTISMXy7ORS00qokoLUs9AbXgge0Z70RibEkk2-NqIMNVcMis5l3xb_i9A9CSUd01rJ6OUljaiuJse/s400/IMG_9050+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478002416269435762" border="0" /></a><br />I turned around to take a picture of the rest of the cows and when I turned around, I found this:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQY1UcWCC8PUZmhlaLkTOv7yAEScbjL7Q1_CACD_39fFyuJGS32g6VcGpSyK77vZHZYaCr5OQ7IFBdDGEkTGfeuhmfIfEN2Y0leNJDni5LYUbZSlZ6Ciyv61J9-dYu86meC2bn/s1600/IMG_9062.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQY1UcWCC8PUZmhlaLkTOv7yAEScbjL7Q1_CACD_39fFyuJGS32g6VcGpSyK77vZHZYaCr5OQ7IFBdDGEkTGfeuhmfIfEN2Y0leNJDni5LYUbZSlZ6Ciyv61J9-dYu86meC2bn/s400/IMG_9062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478005579861996690" border="0" /></a><br />All of these activities resulted in this:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOJrxuSdRdVQXwRBJCVDqZeE3Or_LIz-Mwb658AfZe3YcWvWF0fKBHzOvXILSX6UO4PS8FiiZd_-lUptKGzk2pkfRi-MtViRDlzzKINbo6oIGq-hFVFpv2GZpGWDhz2Jh0P5xE/s1600/IMG_9069.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOJrxuSdRdVQXwRBJCVDqZeE3Or_LIz-Mwb658AfZe3YcWvWF0fKBHzOvXILSX6UO4PS8FiiZd_-lUptKGzk2pkfRi-MtViRDlzzKINbo6oIGq-hFVFpv2GZpGWDhz2Jh0P5xE/s400/IMG_9069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478005591453672946" border="0" /></a>It was a good weekend...the pictures that you don't see are of me, mom, and Ashley sitting in beach chairs, with our legs in the kiddie pool, drinking beer...and floating in the tank with our rafts...Riley did try her floaties - she was not thrilled about them.<br /><br />The other exciting thing for Riley this weekend was the baby birds on the porch...she was enthralled with "mama birds" and "baby birds." We even climbed a ladder and peeked in at them.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDs0IdNdu6DfxPtBYeKrDkPHquPj90d4iN2i-0Jod_zc4DTNlm20YAFhoiXuxEHFvLMC7UmXYeNuRxZGghPkqpPgqgG4gngtPVX32Hbu5awJJVOFgg78OLgrDyzuK82BBVO5-e/s1600/IMG_9080.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDs0IdNdu6DfxPtBYeKrDkPHquPj90d4iN2i-0Jod_zc4DTNlm20YAFhoiXuxEHFvLMC7UmXYeNuRxZGghPkqpPgqgG4gngtPVX32Hbu5awJJVOFgg78OLgrDyzuK82BBVO5-e/s400/IMG_9080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478007587085438754" border="0" /></a>We stayed Sunday night, too...but came home pretty early on Monday. Someone woke up on the wrong side of the pack n play, so we just headed home. I had to do a 24 hour pee test for my urologist (man, that was fun), so hopefully we'll find out what's causing my stupid kidney stones and figure out if there is something that can be done to discourage them from returning.Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07324899695369140833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12383814.post-67610609024802205832010-06-01T21:19:00.004-05:002010-06-01T21:34:52.333-05:00Baby Carter<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt7Nq6lPcIZW8zBfPR4jPz3aLCrsbrMaUOoL79VkWU6saIrSJB8p4Z9KuTjRiyBGjJZBz0UwCLiyX85Ext6zWcw0OxjPOoHv7mkPf4c5l-1nCAApQhfAluncIUGL4EXTtKMQN_/s1600/IMG_8917+2.jpg"><br /></a><br />I was asked by a co-worker to take their newborn baby boy's pictures and do their birth announcements...I'm definitely in need of newborn practice and I was very excited...I think they turned out really good for my first attempt at a newborn...I will definitely say, it is a huge learning experience - if I get the opportunity to do pictures of any more newborns, I definitely will be a little better prepared. <br /><br />Also, I have the utmost respect for the newborn photographers that can get those perfect sleeping newborn poses with the hands under the chin. Wow. I don't know how you do it. :)<br /><br />Here's a few pictures of Carter:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdiRy2O847BmkWdptikOEVViLCcrc8TUOxBJ34eg353G4mvADyjEZyPvK2j-87QEz4a6XCT_GWPv3Kpx6aNrOufnlHxT6mi3yK_iuBMaqT_TqHaslmKhysQVNs6Au51nAjd4wj/s1600/IMG_8911+1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdiRy2O847BmkWdptikOEVViLCcrc8TUOxBJ34eg353G4mvADyjEZyPvK2j-87QEz4a6XCT_GWPv3Kpx6aNrOufnlHxT6mi3yK_iuBMaqT_TqHaslmKhysQVNs6Au51nAjd4wj/s400/IMG_8911+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477997121490052834" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLN6mUAybPG4VAawf6zuT_aIPztgsuua5WOHV8HAAV19QmhIBnL4PmveuGBdH16WHLTmnnrqkzTMCDZ4X1NOpQlQKKKqtk-8ctjUv-49XdDyMEnqc2OXBDGgWRcwEzDoJQ7NxU/s1600/IMG_8879+5.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLN6mUAybPG4VAawf6zuT_aIPztgsuua5WOHV8HAAV19QmhIBnL4PmveuGBdH16WHLTmnnrqkzTMCDZ4X1NOpQlQKKKqtk-8ctjUv-49XdDyMEnqc2OXBDGgWRcwEzDoJQ7NxU/s400/IMG_8879+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477997110146638242" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIpAZ9lH5wqlb0h7ZRhlNM78LlvNnrsjPDZILwkmR2HP_YCNqLeAP3rUyfHxMi0RVmzu-DxC7QMf-DES3XsbsnMx02fkSaMN8_br4Nbn6eb4eMav_sA6pnypbnBrE7HH7GVKag/s1600/IMG_8945+1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIpAZ9lH5wqlb0h7ZRhlNM78LlvNnrsjPDZILwkmR2HP_YCNqLeAP3rUyfHxMi0RVmzu-DxC7QMf-DES3XsbsnMx02fkSaMN8_br4Nbn6eb4eMav_sA6pnypbnBrE7HH7GVKag/s400/IMG_8945+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477997122668049810" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt7Nq6lPcIZW8zBfPR4jPz3aLCrsbrMaUOoL79VkWU6saIrSJB8p4Z9KuTjRiyBGjJZBz0UwCLiyX85Ext6zWcw0OxjPOoHv7mkPf4c5l-1nCAApQhfAluncIUGL4EXTtKMQN_/s1600/IMG_8917+2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt7Nq6lPcIZW8zBfPR4jPz3aLCrsbrMaUOoL79VkWU6saIrSJB8p4Z9KuTjRiyBGjJZBz0UwCLiyX85Ext6zWcw0OxjPOoHv7mkPf4c5l-1nCAApQhfAluncIUGL4EXTtKMQN_/s400/IMG_8917+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477998731099699442" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvS303a6PkLy_7Qi1sWvvGa7jDmV4xZZyvt4jWAiLZL6TnXQbA6kI5xriE0F7d-B9G7YMSEP7aNQd1OLhMb_ldeMlIN5giABafJjR4gUIujKsBxeDL8fXWJ9wdA13o6gEcRxoX/s1600/IMG_8907+2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvS303a6PkLy_7Qi1sWvvGa7jDmV4xZZyvt4jWAiLZL6TnXQbA6kI5xriE0F7d-B9G7YMSEP7aNQd1OLhMb_ldeMlIN5giABafJjR4gUIujKsBxeDL8fXWJ9wdA13o6gEcRxoX/s400/IMG_8907+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477998728190233778" border="0" /></a>Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07324899695369140833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12383814.post-49363760589528354742010-04-13T17:44:00.003-05:002010-04-13T18:10:36.521-05:00Relay For Life / March For Babies / Ally ZabbaYou might be wondering how those three things go together...if so, read on :)<span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"><br /><br />This year, I have decided to not only participate in <span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1271198616_5">March for Babies</span>, as I have for several years, but also Relay for Life. Both are great events and I hold both near and dear to my heart. Both events occur on the same weekend, <span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1271198616_6">Friday, April 23</span> and <span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1271198616_7">Saturday, April 24</span>. Needless to say, that will be a busy weekend! </span> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);">I am also excited to say that my good friend Kirsten Burton of <a href="http://www.darlingdandedesigns.com/">DarlingDandeDesigns</a> has agreed to sponsor a raffle for two large <a href="http://www.allyzabba.com">Ally Zabba</a> blankets from her store, one for each event. These blankets retail for $59.95 and they are gorgeous. Riley absolutely LOVES hers. If you don’t have a little one that needs an Ally Zabba blanket, they make great shower/birthday gifts or you can get store credit for $59.95 to be spent any way you choose in Kirsten’s store. You can check out her store here: </span><a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.darlingdandedesigns.com/"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1271198616_8">http://www.darlingdandedesigns.com/</span></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);">To enter the raffle, the minimum donation is $5. For $5, you will get one entry into the raffle (please note, Relay for Life has a minimum donation level of $10). For $10, you will get 3 entries into the raffle. For each $5 increment you donate above $10, you will get an additional entry. Plus you can have two chances to win by donating to both March for Babies and Relay for Life! </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"></span><b><span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);">The cut off for donating for the raffles is <span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1271198616_9">April 19, 2010</span>. The drawing will take place <span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1271198616_10">April 20, 2010</span> and the winners will be contacted. Please enter all your contact information when you donate, so that I can contact the winners </span></b><b><span style="font-family: Wingdings; color: rgb(31, 73, 125);">:)</span><span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);">To donate, click on the following links:</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"><a href="http://www.marchforbabies.org/solarcharged">March for Babies</a></span><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: "sans-serif"; color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"><a href="http://main.acsevents.org/goto/marilyn_crowe">Relay for Life</a><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);">Thank you so much!</span></p>Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07324899695369140833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12383814.post-15887317911214826062010-04-10T07:34:00.005-05:002010-04-10T07:50:17.858-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJYTKdKoS4p_ET1AHG8-iMDymTGCIzJeU0iGWAy3L_5Dbp6_Yetu8gCpaYinHETLaBgQiAexnQ2FzQiossAUKD1BoCi-JnIL1KcXzQrI4MFvVLxf9ElJIHQLPoGV68kKi3ZfBJ/s1600/IMG_3039.JPG"><br /></a><br />I had a shower to attend for a co-worker this past week and I had done the shower invites...the hosts (it was a co-ed group) asked me to match their bedding:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8aqIiZOonVES2LFDC8DsQF3ro5-JPiwmlAP4HA1l9CC66qrG-zd2X0f6d8C8a4Eb76BbDjfdqnBimaY86je_esm-m9z6shc53DL2FNztqozVoaS5Oka9pW-_jMKM2hMMWu_II/s1600/10-6598-01.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 347px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8aqIiZOonVES2LFDC8DsQF3ro5-JPiwmlAP4HA1l9CC66qrG-zd2X0f6d8C8a4Eb76BbDjfdqnBimaY86je_esm-m9z6shc53DL2FNztqozVoaS5Oka9pW-_jMKM2hMMWu_II/s400/10-6598-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458487812338355250" border="0" /></a>So I thought what better way to do their shower gift than to make it match the baby's bedding and room...so my friend Kirsten of <a href="http://www.darlingdandedesigns.com/">Dandedarlingdesigns</a> mentioned she had a basket AND an Ally Zabba blanket that would go perfectly (it was also helpful that Kirsten's baby boy Declan has the exact same bedding :)...she also did some burp rags to coordinate...I added a monkey, crib sheet, and some tulle ribbon and VOILE!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJYTKdKoS4p_ET1AHG8-iMDymTGCIzJeU0iGWAy3L_5Dbp6_Yetu8gCpaYinHETLaBgQiAexnQ2FzQiossAUKD1BoCi-JnIL1KcXzQrI4MFvVLxf9ElJIHQLPoGV68kKi3ZfBJ/s1600/IMG_3039.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJYTKdKoS4p_ET1AHG8-iMDymTGCIzJeU0iGWAy3L_5Dbp6_Yetu8gCpaYinHETLaBgQiAexnQ2FzQiossAUKD1BoCi-JnIL1KcXzQrI4MFvVLxf9ElJIHQLPoGV68kKi3ZfBJ/s400/IMG_3039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458489517545684482" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5ouFY25t5sKcJrN3e6BEDMx125uzaFeR2A4ONQK395GXsHPl3k7UJKbWKs2N_w9Xw8BjeMdYYKLvZOQh9rOJDDuM-T_CgZJ2e7heXBY_tm4RgKNRDXcDLDKgeRc-J8VcCNlky/s1600/IMG_3041.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5ouFY25t5sKcJrN3e6BEDMx125uzaFeR2A4ONQK395GXsHPl3k7UJKbWKs2N_w9Xw8BjeMdYYKLvZOQh9rOJDDuM-T_CgZJ2e7heXBY_tm4RgKNRDXcDLDKgeRc-J8VcCNlky/s400/IMG_3041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458489078518704994" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQuhp1NOkpgYCZW_DR1TI8_QXPne60n9N8XRja2vy9wZB7druaY6lF-GwW-EZgy3jW7k8tfAAhQWED8zNfRmkDsObWS_EHeCn2uoCrHTm2IqwB4D-kVChbwuXHQGk_zQB6gIZO/s1600/IMG_3040.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQuhp1NOkpgYCZW_DR1TI8_QXPne60n9N8XRja2vy9wZB7druaY6lF-GwW-EZgy3jW7k8tfAAhQWED8zNfRmkDsObWS_EHeCn2uoCrHTm2IqwB4D-kVChbwuXHQGk_zQB6gIZO/s400/IMG_3040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458489071446818082" border="0" /></a><br />It made a super cute gift...I love the embroidered name on the Ally Zabba blanket...just super cute! I will definitely be doing more shower gifts like this in the future :)Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07324899695369140833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12383814.post-85623989661952466032010-04-05T20:39:00.004-05:002010-04-05T21:01:30.511-05:00Easter Saturday<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP14ExaTAJu_LjmV_5qUd_u-0AC3A7xgcLuk9J0XkvTc6qdMIO6LiLT6ONihua6l-dS_8IOEo416OAgYP0BhLb-tn7fFI-RMuQHQCFDohR5CM48q2GckuODdcis5UouqeNYmDm/s1600/IMG_8400.JPG"><br /></a><br />On Easter Saturday, we headed to my dad's ranch at Glen Cove.<br /><br />It is quite lovely there. The cows are calving and the babies are just adorable. I'm not sure there is another newborn baby animal that is immediately as gorgeous as a calf.<br /><br />Bonnie (Riley's Nanny) took Riley in the Mule to see a new calf:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOO9djFSuIgdZaKCRCv0n40VdUzx8svYYCyY6wuYwX-T4j8nsWSNM3ah2umKgTAZA-C3Ic5vQVEez_XebpOiH4_vbif6DwzrpR9yBwGsHbdnwKgYmIOmM3JSxoSSr8ioGD5YGX/s1600/IMG_8263.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOO9djFSuIgdZaKCRCv0n40VdUzx8svYYCyY6wuYwX-T4j8nsWSNM3ah2umKgTAZA-C3Ic5vQVEez_XebpOiH4_vbif6DwzrpR9yBwGsHbdnwKgYmIOmM3JSxoSSr8ioGD5YGX/s400/IMG_8263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456834109595961842" border="0" /></a>Disappointed they aren't on a real mule? That confuses people a lot. You'd be surprised.<br /><br />The newborn calf is black, with a star on his pretty little face and two hind socks. Riley took one look at the babe and said "Socks?" So with that, the poor little guy was christened with a name more appropriate for a cat. I am proud of her for naming her first animal at a young age. My first animal naming experience resulted in our poor dog being named Sweetstick.<br /><br />We had a lovely lunch and then my stepmom (aka Nanny) says, "So would you do some pictures of my goat Petunia for me?" I say, sure, why not...and I'm so glad I did...the pictures are just adorable.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0zBpF7_5lB6jqKa7dQLR8SK-8LySnyxYoqAM4kWOBrPnZZ4kxs_6IQJ5pXvIOnw5kerh97GUM1FvAkOu8uCZPMW3shckwZAlTXiQZ8fioQGAsl_L4wEYPip_TeTMQMNnSTkCo/s1600/IMG_8316.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0zBpF7_5lB6jqKa7dQLR8SK-8LySnyxYoqAM4kWOBrPnZZ4kxs_6IQJ5pXvIOnw5kerh97GUM1FvAkOu8uCZPMW3shckwZAlTXiQZ8fioQGAsl_L4wEYPip_TeTMQMNnSTkCo/s400/IMG_8316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456837691464499458" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh820eddhnX7cNNqpHxYRtOUTMcPYW5s1XTmd7_sHWASXa-NOe2e40D5Vv-eYd1nnsu46jBsbDI9JwLb0j91dIeMbi8lGZPhIhl94nU1HFZ0ERwrIAII8-uGwS6bZ9he3-PCIvy/s1600/IMG_8331.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh820eddhnX7cNNqpHxYRtOUTMcPYW5s1XTmd7_sHWASXa-NOe2e40D5Vv-eYd1nnsu46jBsbDI9JwLb0j91dIeMbi8lGZPhIhl94nU1HFZ0ERwrIAII8-uGwS6bZ9he3-PCIvy/s400/IMG_8331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456837701373036978" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja0Ie0Hg3PZ_wX9xwxL2ZSj9AU-kiIPHqYvU7W7rmY6TsE6PV9SUJ-MohyphenhyphenHJ5jt3EN0_UlGsJ7DCs5_Ef3UkayXbUvRVVSjNJz7JIrQ7G-JAK6R9adexbWD0v_pJ_v93hyD-oE/s1600/IMG_8372.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja0Ie0Hg3PZ_wX9xwxL2ZSj9AU-kiIPHqYvU7W7rmY6TsE6PV9SUJ-MohyphenhyphenHJ5jt3EN0_UlGsJ7DCs5_Ef3UkayXbUvRVVSjNJz7JIrQ7G-JAK6R9adexbWD0v_pJ_v93hyD-oE/s400/IMG_8372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456837707019566498" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmnkX6AiUDcxi5mslTVPELljHP-y6k_yF9xCICyPHlI59FuPq4B_AtMFiB0XSBs9FnFfquOKNG8exsBI8oMgwVm-vslcGTtgrn0zNeYtmIYcZ8gMgziaY64I0pMGug-In65lIp/s1600/IMG_8399.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmnkX6AiUDcxi5mslTVPELljHP-y6k_yF9xCICyPHlI59FuPq4B_AtMFiB0XSBs9FnFfquOKNG8exsBI8oMgwVm-vslcGTtgrn0zNeYtmIYcZ8gMgziaY64I0pMGug-In65lIp/s400/IMG_8399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456837713016351266" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP14ExaTAJu_LjmV_5qUd_u-0AC3A7xgcLuk9J0XkvTc6qdMIO6LiLT6ONihua6l-dS_8IOEo416OAgYP0BhLb-tn7fFI-RMuQHQCFDohR5CM48q2GckuODdcis5UouqeNYmDm/s1600/IMG_8400.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP14ExaTAJu_LjmV_5qUd_u-0AC3A7xgcLuk9J0XkvTc6qdMIO6LiLT6ONihua6l-dS_8IOEo416OAgYP0BhLb-tn7fFI-RMuQHQCFDohR5CM48q2GckuODdcis5UouqeNYmDm/s400/IMG_8400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456837725132180162" border="0" /></a>Riley also did some Easter egg hunting and rock collecting, but I'll post those pictures separately.Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07324899695369140833noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12383814.post-67774615116120987402010-03-29T20:16:00.002-05:002010-03-29T20:25:37.168-05:00MinimaAs you can currently see, the look of my blog is very minimalist...because I'm getting a new beautifully designed blog from <a href="http://www.sweetcheekydesigns.com/">Sweet Cheeky Designs</a>. Traci does a beautiful job and I've seen a little sneak peek of what she's working on and I love it!<br /><br />What else is going on....hmmm.<br /><br />Riley was a tired munchkin today when I picked her up from Memaw Becky's house...she apparently ran circles in the backyard all day long. She was ready for bed at 7, which is just unheard of, she was still in the bath! I barely got her diapered and pajama-ed before she was telling me "good night night" and trying to climb into her crib. <br /><br />Work is good. <br /><br />Tomorrow is a wogging day. It's supposed to be 90. Where is our spring????<br /><br />I had the best intentions of doing Easter cards and it just doesn't look like it's going to happen. I order through WHCC and they are fast, so I could get them here in time, I'm just not sure I have the energy to edit some pics, put them in a template, etc. Wow. That sounds really lazy. We'll see, I could probably order tomorrow night and get them by Thursday - yes, they are that fast. <br /><br />Well, off to finish the laundry...my laundry fairy keeps forgetting to show up or something.Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07324899695369140833noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12383814.post-48925113282428788082010-03-28T20:36:00.002-05:002010-03-28T20:44:16.503-05:00Future "Club" Scout Leader....When I was a little girl, I loved the go exploring down the paths and creeks all over the ranch...and quite often, I led various people around on my adventures, tell them I was a "club" scout guide...looks like the acorn doesn't fall far from the tree :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8I3XtEoJK_f8Y7U91YdBKFsMnLM2zKLIPzyLlmG_7JA9l9Ho7op9rTCRkGJvNaiVpyQ5nfyC-cQiKrznWJLyqa3_9rc5jQ66v-dcnz-R8PhmtbxeCF6gBa_8erIN67p2IjN2H/s1600/IMG_8154.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8I3XtEoJK_f8Y7U91YdBKFsMnLM2zKLIPzyLlmG_7JA9l9Ho7op9rTCRkGJvNaiVpyQ5nfyC-cQiKrznWJLyqa3_9rc5jQ66v-dcnz-R8PhmtbxeCF6gBa_8erIN67p2IjN2H/s400/IMG_8154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453864596486120674" border="0" /></a>Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07324899695369140833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12383814.post-22995947448007269382010-03-26T19:43:00.002-05:002010-03-26T20:01:58.894-05:00And There I Was...I was doing so good, blogging 2 or 3 times a week...and then tonight, I look and it's almost been 3 weeks???? That just doesn't seem possible. I guess it's time for a run down. Where do I start?<br /><br /><ul><li>I think this is the first time I've been on my laptop in two weeks. Very unusual for me. I think it has to do with the time change. Uh, yeah, that must be it. <br /></li><li>Riley is good. We appear to have dodged a nasty tummy bug and hand foot & mouth disease. Thank goodness. <br /></li><li>Jody is fishing a lot and enjoying.<br /></li><li>Riley and I are going to Florida in June to visit my friend Kirsten and her family. They live in the Pensacola area and Kirsten's daughter Dani and RP are the exact same age - born within 10 minutes of each other I think. Kirsten has a handsome little man named Declan that is one year and one week younger than the girls. I can't wait to squeeze his cute little cheeks :)</li><li>Ashley and I have decided to renovate one of the ranch houses...I'm sure my one blog commenter (and possibly sole reader) remembers the rock house at the ranch. No one has stayed in it for like 4 years, but it's in pretty good shape, just needs a good cleaning, maybe some paint, and some decorating work - I can't wait! As a matter of fact, we are going out to Shep tomorrow to start working on it. I just have so many great memories from when I was little of going out there and I want Riley to have the same. Before pics to come....</li><li>I've just about had it with the wind.</li><li>Riley calls everyone baby. I think it's because Jody calls me "babe" sometimes, thus answering the question <a href="http://www.evanovich.com/novels/novel">"Are you a babe or a cupcake?"</a></li><li>I took Riley to the bank today...the last time she was up there was the day after Thanksgiving when no one was there...she had a blast. She conned people into giving her rides on the escalator...she made herself quite at home.</li><li>She's apparently half monkey, because she climbs on everything by the way.</li><li>Oh yeah, I started running again...I guess it's more of a wog at this point...me and Carla are going twice a week together, then on our own most weekends. It's been fun, I've thoroughly enjoyed. Even in the stupid wind. <br /></li></ul>Ok, well, that's all for now. I have to go retrieve my monkey off the side table she climbed on to....have a great weekend!Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07324899695369140833noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12383814.post-73619995353477475242010-03-07T19:20:00.002-06:002010-03-07T19:57:03.833-06:00615 Days888,899 minutes.<br /><br />Or<br /><br />14,764 hours.<br /><br />Or<br /><br />615 days.<br /><br />Or<br /><br />87 weeks.<br /><br />Or<br /><br />2o months.<br /><br />That is how long I can tell you exactly what I have done every night. Riley was born 615 nights ago and for 615 nights, I have been there for Riley if she needs me in the night. There are probably only a handful of nights where someone else has laid her down for the night....<br /><br />But here I am in a Holiday Inn Select in Dallas, watching the Oscars, while in Abilene, Jody is going through the bedtime routine with my little sugar pop. About right now, she's had her bath, and she should have her pj's on be having a little quiet playtime/storytime. And then in 20 minutes or so, she'll go good night night. <br /><br />Tomorrow night, they'll do the same routines and I'll probably get home to late to see her before bedtime. <br /><br />It's good for Jody. It's good for me. I don't necessarily mind leaving her...she's in good hands, but I do hate that I had to leave on Sunday, which cut into my weekend time with her...and then I'll put in a 12+ hour day tomorrow...and won't really get to spend any time with her until Tuesday night.<br /><br />Anyway, I'm having a nice time...dinner was good. Had Genghis Grill and just about hurt myself with the dragon sauce...wish we had gotten to the mall early enough to shop more, but I did hit Sephora and buy my all time favorite perfume <a href="http://www.sephora.com/browse/brand_hierarchy.jhtml;jsessionid=0L2J1PISKUJ0YCV0KRTQX0Q?brandId=Hanae+Mori">Hanae Mori</a>. I also bought some <a href="http://www.sephora.com/browse/product.jhtml?id=P205020&categoryId=C16290">Lavanila Vanilla Coconut perfume</a>. It smells like the beach. And some less exciting things, like Bare Minerals and some concealer. And I got a couple of free or discounted gifts since I'm a Sephora club member of some kind. Like <a href="http://www.sephora.com/browse/product.jhtml?id=P91112&categoryId=C12780">Lip Fusion</a> lip gloss for $10 when it's normally $38. That's a pretty good deal. <br /><br />Anyway, now I'm watching the Oscars and playing on the computer.Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07324899695369140833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12383814.post-12528401152076781702010-03-05T23:42:00.001-06:002010-03-05T23:42:43.108-06:00Poor BabyRiley had a collision today. I think it looked worse all evening long. Ouch! <br/><br/><img src="cid:9286B205-C077-4818-8D7B-A21DC564471B"/><br/><br/> Sent from my iPhoneMarilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07324899695369140833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12383814.post-64491531819920127592010-03-05T23:27:00.002-06:002010-03-05T23:37:39.833-06:007 Quick Thoughts1. Jody is at Amistad this week. He won't be home until Sunday night. I leave for Dallas on Sunday and won't be home until God knows when Monday night because the training gets out at 4:30. In north Dallas. Yeah, that won't be fun.<br /><br />2. I worked my tail off this week. Since I had Riley, I haven't worked late very often, it's just not easy to juggle getting someone to pick her up for me last minute...any way, I worked until maybe 6 one night and 6:30 another. <br /><br />3. I am going to March of Dimes and Relay for Life this year. And I'm going to try to raise more money than I usually do. I think I'll offer entries in a drawing for every $5 donated and raffle off an Ally Zabba and maybe some cute bloomers. <br /><br />4. I have read more books since I got my Kindle than I have read in a long time. I have also gotten less sleep. Possible correlation?<br /><br />5. Riley said the cutest thing the other night...she was so tired and was just crying the whole time I diapered her and put on her pj's and she said "GO!!!!" and I said where do you want to go...and she said "go good night night." She's so sweet. <br /><br />6. I'm having a dilemma on buying an extra car seat. I have a Britax, Mom and Jody both have Evenflow's, and my MIL has a Graco. Now I need a seat for Aunt Ashley, so she can help out with picking her up for me a couple of days a week. I have a friend with a used Britax that she wanted $60 for, which seems fair to me. But the manufacture date is 11/05 and apparently Britax puts a 6 year expiration on their car seats. So if I don't move her to a booster until she is 4, that would leave a gap in the expiration of that seat and her turning 4 of about 8 months. I have a bit of a thing about car seats, so I think even as good of deal as it is, I will probably pass. But it's probably a good buy for someone. <br /><br />7. I am on a decluttering frenzy...I have put more stuff on ebay this week...and I really stink at figuring postage apparently. Oh well.Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07324899695369140833noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12383814.post-84230127060965077842010-03-01T21:43:00.002-06:002010-03-01T22:26:56.851-06:00RandomnessI like the seven random facts format I used Saturday...that may be my new standard type of entry. It's easy, doesn't require a huge time commitment and you can really cover a lot of ground. And who knows, it might turn into 10 random things from time to time.<br /><br />1. Still sick, but feel better. My voice is still (disappointingly) not Demi Moore level of sexy. Jody is sick, but not super bad. Riley has a gross cough.<br /><br />2. Work kicked my tail end today. I stayed until after 6, thanks to Jody being able to pick up Riley. Tomorrow will be a rough day, but I'll get through it. <br /><br />3. Had Fuji's for lunch today. We don't go very often, but it seemed like a good idea today. It was cold and wet out. <br /><br />4. Speaking of cold and wet, it actually snowed some today. Big, huge, puffy white snow. But only for about 5 minutes.<br /><br />5. I'm ready to get back to C25K. I just need my lungs to clear up. I'm pretty sure I would cough up a lung at this point. <br /><br />6. Riley pooped in the tub tonight. Of course, Jody had just walked out the door to go to Academy (more fishing trip preparation, as I type, he's in the living room watching YouTube videos on how to use his new high powered fish finder) Anyway, yes, she pooped in the tub and was quite upset about it. I hate that she gets all upset, but on the other hand, at least she's aware of what's going on. Seems like from a potty training standpoint, that has to be a step in the right direction.<br /><br />7. Wine is good. Even the cheap stuff. <br /><br />8. (See, I knew I couldn't keep it to 7) Riley's picture in some super cute bloomers my friend <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/darlingDANDEdesigns">Kirsten</a> made was featured on one of her fellow etsy team member's pages. Kirsten has some adorable stuff, check out her store <a href="http://www.darlingdandedesigns.com/">here</a>.Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07324899695369140833noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12383814.post-51285166372957234952010-02-27T15:11:00.004-06:002010-02-27T15:37:04.390-06:007 Random Things1. I'm still sick. Better than I was, but not well yet either. I do have a voice, it's just scratchy and kind of fades in and out. Bring on the sexy voice! Jody is a little under the weather, too. Riley has a gross cough, but it seems likes that could be that she's getting sick or it could just mean that she's a toddler.<br /><br />2. Mom, Ashley, Riley, and I went to <a href="http://www.periniranch.com/steakhouse.php">Perini's</a> for lunch today. We all really had hamburgers in mind. Well, we got out there and decided we needed steaks. So yes, we had a $100+ lunch. But man, it was good. And it is a gorgeous day.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtRZ5E0m0fgTqiMK8Vo75MwWutsMdi75Rq8cp2dY-r5hvv9v5mK57keVW_Ik1Z9c_wcENUHfUZEIkLtJXZGNGv08pCDBFA3Hvc7FF53zKD8C21dUnsWGice3qcU3Pp3t4MWFZa/s1600-h/IMG_2944+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtRZ5E0m0fgTqiMK8Vo75MwWutsMdi75Rq8cp2dY-r5hvv9v5mK57keVW_Ik1Z9c_wcENUHfUZEIkLtJXZGNGv08pCDBFA3Hvc7FF53zKD8C21dUnsWGice3qcU3Pp3t4MWFZa/s400/IMG_2944+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443038662527386434" border="0" /></a><br />3. I kept my friend Trish's daughter last night. Sarah Posey is 2 months younger than Riley and they are BFFs for sure. They had a really good time. Sarah got tired and went to sleep on the couch about 8:30. Riley, who takes after me apparently, decided she did not need to go to sleep and spent a good 10 minutes torturing Sarah by tickling her, smooching her, poking her, and at last resort, literally climbing on top of her and using her as a pillow. Poor little Sarah never wiggled, she was so tired.<br /><br />4. Jody is going on his annual fishing trip Thursday. I don't want to sound, uh, well, excited, but I kind of am...he and I always do better if we get a few days apart. I'm sure the next few days will be a flurry of activity, with him acting like a giddy school girl at the idea of going to <a href="http://lakeamistadresort.com/destination.cfm">Amistad</a> for a few days with the guys ;)<br /><br />5. I am leaving Riley overnight for the first time next weekend. It's kind of crazy to think that for 20+ MONTHS, I have been there to put her to bed every night or to comfort her if she wakes in the night. I have to leave on March 7 for a training in Dallas. It's just one night, not a big deal. I'm ok with it, actually looking forward to getting out of town - figure I can get in a little shopping and eat a good meal somewhere up there. The only trick will be I need to leave before Jody gets back from fishing, so we'll just have to do a little planning. Planning is fine with me, but J prefers to fly by the seat of his pants.<br /><br />6. Riley is now obsessed with purses - or "pahr" as she calls them. Today, she decided she needed my mom's little Coach bag. To drag through the dirt and mud at Perini's. Good thing they are durable.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2wABzuR6zJA0E30FBGv8xBiwNQAEFbzRHU0SvCM8MWKUmvwCF4Q20abfcq0poXSCjs2Jhabf52_nMfV-zAjRWq_ByESHWJvW-UIC0BeJ7N4p9ZBYOTjyumihYyCyKonjxNrNa/s1600-h/IMG_2954.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2wABzuR6zJA0E30FBGv8xBiwNQAEFbzRHU0SvCM8MWKUmvwCF4Q20abfcq0poXSCjs2Jhabf52_nMfV-zAjRWq_ByESHWJvW-UIC0BeJ7N4p9ZBYOTjyumihYyCyKonjxNrNa/s400/IMG_2954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443038649966977554" border="0" /></a>7. Is it wrong that I think Zac Efron is super duper cute?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAcBdGYO0tvGkFCPXITGMupbto5fb7zGlfvURVQ0QKFV3KEP6MsI9ZVI9R-Tao925opsI6YCcope_8mScNb9wbsOm9aBp1T2THITnQPJj0PCKQO7N6up0peSAjdqQSKG3QxPQu/s1600-h/alg_17-efron.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 353px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAcBdGYO0tvGkFCPXITGMupbto5fb7zGlfvURVQ0QKFV3KEP6MsI9ZVI9R-Tao925opsI6YCcope_8mScNb9wbsOm9aBp1T2THITnQPJj0PCKQO7N6up0peSAjdqQSKG3QxPQu/s400/alg_17-efron.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443040177320713346" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><img src="file:///C:/Users/Marilyn/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.png" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/Users/Marilyn/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.png" alt="" />Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07324899695369140833noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12383814.post-45133933013018805222010-02-25T21:00:00.004-06:002010-02-25T21:26:56.599-06:00SNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Riley finally got to experience her first real snow on Tuesday.<br /><br />I happened to get sick on Monday and was home on Tuesday. If it hadn't been for the snow, I probably would have sent Riley to Becky's for the day so I could get some rest. But with the roads kind of iffy, I kept her home with me. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWp9_YMZ5f3lVmWxSMz7XtZSCaIuyAvZiOlPXJs3fwGlfrzzEJg9hzTj727JDRymVqZmKj-vLyJ_YhszGJCBLCjKnXqOQ0ecTtByDLhyj6X0_ij14yZjZy8wuSb-dhWlLHmmDb/s1600-h/IMG_7798+ssimh.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWp9_YMZ5f3lVmWxSMz7XtZSCaIuyAvZiOlPXJs3fwGlfrzzEJg9hzTj727JDRymVqZmKj-vLyJ_YhszGJCBLCjKnXqOQ0ecTtByDLhyj6X0_ij14yZjZy8wuSb-dhWlLHmmDb/s400/IMG_7798+ssimh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442382992244825106" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeFRMeRtM-YMen4q3RdkEQDJGPRkZnqg76XrG9P21il9IPUid_NpGgk54gyzNJ-WO27rJbw0UTcJEGkEJZ-0YXF0N12WDRiLK910jw_r7vyT5EIhz74BezTQrCKZLq7rXfOpKP/s1600-h/IMG_7818+dodged.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeFRMeRtM-YMen4q3RdkEQDJGPRkZnqg76XrG9P21il9IPUid_NpGgk54gyzNJ-WO27rJbw0UTcJEGkEJZ-0YXF0N12WDRiLK910jw_r7vyT5EIhz74BezTQrCKZLq7rXfOpKP/s400/IMG_7818+dodged.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442383002658369426" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUfWWf91adz3QXhBbQxgtwjnYu40QRJhZk2y89oglSRrc-IZPW_-Llbw1gRYi1hXbLjq5-NeW6Q27t3UiSJ10I5cxRF3QqbUexKZLJJo647EczTqlrioadP27uRNMGMX5NvBQK/s1600-h/IMG_2869+ssimh.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUfWWf91adz3QXhBbQxgtwjnYu40QRJhZk2y89oglSRrc-IZPW_-Llbw1gRYi1hXbLjq5-NeW6Q27t3UiSJ10I5cxRF3QqbUexKZLJJo647EczTqlrioadP27uRNMGMX5NvBQK/s400/IMG_2869+ssimh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442383010391508594" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBj-_ipbuRdaZ02DAOvdw2nhDDF06ly_-kq2dv4oYLhCv9rUwv3-f0_9J88iZp8haI2YTkiJnUEpaqvlKGQJTsegS2NPITLhoShrqrFROss94s2hnGOt6JTVloPJLYQKMpCTlS/s1600-h/IMG_2840+sunshine.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBj-_ipbuRdaZ02DAOvdw2nhDDF06ly_-kq2dv4oYLhCv9rUwv3-f0_9J88iZp8haI2YTkiJnUEpaqvlKGQJTsegS2NPITLhoShrqrFROss94s2hnGOt6JTVloPJLYQKMpCTlS/s400/IMG_2840+sunshine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442383030149300290" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDbiyO35bWtqzRw3WBhxxxUaRgWPM9EA19bBPe4eIu7EQqvQ3z4AyavMst0ljPGsLUk4i59uHV9_9Nuf03k2oj51zbwPzQBvbWv_o9g-l0yjEgltEHK3V6rNeayacp9tPM1mOO/s1600-h/IMG_2842+sunshine.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDbiyO35bWtqzRw3WBhxxxUaRgWPM9EA19bBPe4eIu7EQqvQ3z4AyavMst0ljPGsLUk4i59uHV9_9Nuf03k2oj51zbwPzQBvbWv_o9g-l0yjEgltEHK3V6rNeayacp9tPM1mOO/s400/IMG_2842+sunshine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442383018026321250" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuFARkgJFCWR8vRGEZeZvK3gw_phPPzNB4HWNkHk4q2ewERLsKaLg6owozi0u9400s3RCJaG_0rS2iPKqVhkswiVvqMlyRL742Sn1L_StaxjCDqLD_tMKKEloXdELTshRU3OX9/s1600-h/IMG_2893+ssimh.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuFARkgJFCWR8vRGEZeZvK3gw_phPPzNB4HWNkHk4q2ewERLsKaLg6owozi0u9400s3RCJaG_0rS2iPKqVhkswiVvqMlyRL742Sn1L_StaxjCDqLD_tMKKEloXdELTshRU3OX9/s400/IMG_2893+ssimh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442384610721522386" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCNGA2ZhUka-z3Xo_lYx1NlYXo_HDpeXNyJ45U4BxpxvoT4IGtsFLgAGkc-5QNZelYKu7wT8BecFZpb9XeOWtUjbH3vzv9Q84iMCZ41OiSnt4-oHY0q0FDfOCkqdpbCA77ABN_/s1600-h/IMG_2895+ssimh.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCNGA2ZhUka-z3Xo_lYx1NlYXo_HDpeXNyJ45U4BxpxvoT4IGtsFLgAGkc-5QNZelYKu7wT8BecFZpb9XeOWtUjbH3vzv9Q84iMCZ41OiSnt4-oHY0q0FDfOCkqdpbCA77ABN_/s400/IMG_2895+ssimh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442384621260240386" border="0" /></a>Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07324899695369140833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12383814.post-10398408088667480562010-02-19T23:22:00.003-06:002010-02-19T23:30:20.803-06:00Ugh.Last night, I had all these plans to write a really witty blog about several mundane things that were going on lately. Oh how I wish I could have written that blog, but alas, it was not meant to be. <br /><br />About the time I was winding Riley down for bed, she started crying, holding her tummy and saying "poo poo poo poo". She was so pitiful. I wasn't sure what was wrong, but it didn't seem normal at all. But then again, I'm not sure life is normal with a toddler. <br /><br />Anway, she tooted a couple of times and was all grins and giggles afterward. I put her to bed, no problem. About 5 minutes later, she starts crying and saying "mumma mumma" desperately. Not normal at all. So I go in her room, pick her up and she vomits all over me, projectile style, twice. <br /><br />She had also thrown up in her bed. Poor baby. And poor mumma. I smelled. She was miserable. And Jody thought he had it rough, having to even witness any of this. Men. <br /><br />Anyway, I got him to run her a bath and clean her up, while I set to cleaning up myself, the floor, her bed, her bear, and her blanket. And then he got sick. <br /><br />What a fun night we had. She seemed to feel better after her bath. Until she threw up again. At least this time it was on Jody. As bad as I felt for her, I was happy she threw up on him. I giggled several times while I was cleaning her up again. This time, she let me rock her and was alseep in a matter of minutes. What a night. <br /><br />Apparently, it was a bug, even though Jody desperately wanted to blame Pizza Hut. Four of the six babies Becky kept this week threw up either last night or today. Pretty sure we can't blame Pizza Hut for all that. <br /><br />Maybe this weekend I'll get around to my witty posting. I doubt it, but you never know.Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07324899695369140833noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12383814.post-29317236682392764432010-02-15T09:35:00.002-06:002010-02-15T09:43:11.642-06:00My New Favorite Picture....<span style="font-family: courier new;">I think this might be my new favorite picture of Riley....</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9qdgqkLYLV_YudQwhP8cBTwC7-9C5t1pAibIcXQkBccxpGf-a4gXq038XXNsA4QA2AazYED3DQxv8dv9ae0WKIuzk5a0ridh-q8cYBfJymsk9YH2tgSuuexu_kJ2qv_tcy80q/s1600-h/IMG_7788.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9qdgqkLYLV_YudQwhP8cBTwC7-9C5t1pAibIcXQkBccxpGf-a4gXq038XXNsA4QA2AazYED3DQxv8dv9ae0WKIuzk5a0ridh-q8cYBfJymsk9YH2tgSuuexu_kJ2qv_tcy80q/s400/IMG_7788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438495180094678994" border="0" /></a>Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07324899695369140833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12383814.post-20966901566189230072010-02-14T14:40:00.004-06:002010-02-14T15:10:22.177-06:00Hewwo?So today Riley has said/done two things that are new....<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtR7EchR9QVHGlE8-7APOvpxxrDsK_sV84zEr21xWKB7BbDIRVEO4-gCUVPdTEZ-pAAw__hMU4G1iebPmyyhQCZSrMIDZChY6LFjF5Tq6RbF5QLElrl7K4hAhYXy3B12MfnEqu/s1600-h/IMG_7699.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtR7EchR9QVHGlE8-7APOvpxxrDsK_sV84zEr21xWKB7BbDIRVEO4-gCUVPdTEZ-pAAw__hMU4G1iebPmyyhQCZSrMIDZChY6LFjF5Tq6RbF5QLElrl7K4hAhYXy3B12MfnEqu/s320/IMG_7699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438202894775884738" border="0" /></a>We went to my mom's for Valentine's Day / my mom's birthday.<br /><br />Riley LOVES to play in her Gigi's room and immediately latched on to Gigi's iPod. I'm sure Gigi was quite thrilled ;)<br /><br />Riley also was very interested in her shirt AND her bellybutton as always.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYWT89PsPqZ-KVPElJa8pZ_VdwffgwcoIVuThFJbJZkt6XaTkEzMblHZ_qwdn1rwOmjJ8EI64JIw_GCt6OXyDO1VURK86MSrcZjhSi77jOSRr4G_K3XRPzbB-hyQm7vgYMj8H2/s1600-h/IMG_7703.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYWT89PsPqZ-KVPElJa8pZ_VdwffgwcoIVuThFJbJZkt6XaTkEzMblHZ_qwdn1rwOmjJ8EI64JIw_GCt6OXyDO1VURK86MSrcZjhSi77jOSRr4G_K3XRPzbB-hyQm7vgYMj8H2/s320/IMG_7703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438204012253721346" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><div style="text-align: left;">Then Riley puts Gigi's iPod to her ear. This is nothing new...the child has been "using" a cell phone for ages. I actually have a picture of her doing downdog WITH her cell phone in her hand. And yes, it was a real cell phone - just not an active cell phone :)<br /><br />Anyway, back to the story...she put the iPod phone to her ear and says "Hewwo?"<br /><br />I thought I was going to die from the cuteness factor. Her standard "conversation" on her cell phone consists of "Hi!" or "Go!", but never "Hewwo?"<br /><br />Just more proof my baby is growing up!<br /><br />Then, a little while later, Riley walks over to Lala (her aunt, my sister) and just slaps the devil out of her and then comes over to me for a hug...I squatted down to her level and said "Riley, it's not nice to hit, you need to go give Lala a hug and a kiss and tell her you're sorry."<br /><br />So she walks over to Ashley and gives her a hug and a kiss and says "Sowwy." Another heartmelting moment. Granted it started with her slapping my sister, but still, at least she wasn't slapping me. :) Anway, that is the first time I've heard her say sorry. I'm sure we'll have many more sorry's and hewwo's to come, but those were just the first I had heard of them :)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span></div><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><br /><br /></div></div>Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07324899695369140833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12383814.post-79198739322426733572010-02-07T23:26:00.003-06:002010-02-07T23:33:31.567-06:00Who Loves You????This was going to be our Valentine's Day card:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOBToAucsBKLeNql2U6TEkNVZRvP0_DrrUgotUjrdnCbZDmSjE7MpGGbmpAHK2Ta8DRWWnz7GoXnb-3w8-msUNXsRXYMGZRH5qZXpyKnoWBxDjda0qYas1ACRdzixDoamA5j46/s1600-h/ValentineWM.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOBToAucsBKLeNql2U6TEkNVZRvP0_DrrUgotUjrdnCbZDmSjE7MpGGbmpAHK2Ta8DRWWnz7GoXnb-3w8-msUNXsRXYMGZRH5qZXpyKnoWBxDjda0qYas1ACRdzixDoamA5j46/s320/ValentineWM.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435740017225266802" /></a><br /><br />And I absolutely LOVED it...it had a back, too. The template came from a great resource for photography: <a href="http://www.ilovephotography.com/">I Love Photography</a>. I got the picture situated, made a back to the card, since I like the double sided press printed cards, uploaded to <a href="http://www.whcc.com/">WHCC</a>...and these weren't made with the crop/bleed edge...so my card would have been cut off. Anway, I thought these were super cute...and did I mention, the template was free on ILP's Share a Square? Yep, tons of free templates.Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07324899695369140833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12383814.post-84194749294225079282010-02-07T14:57:00.005-06:002010-02-07T15:02:18.417-06:00Really????I know other blogs do Wordless Wednesdays or Not-Me-Mondays.<br /><br />I'm thinking maybe I need to start Full of It Fridays.<br /><br />I know this isn't a Friday, but the name works.<br /><br />So, without further ado, I give you Octomom, supposedly surgery free.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2BbWVnoBOkiCInsEUu_RJ7ttJaFIhJJygFJz_stLz2d5wfuaqUWaTxEusb_O7AmjtZkHLgSYSMMwmixRA9FsNhMJIYH7kpfGw29n6S8kic2wz2A53SYiBjZu2lwoa3WAfEONy/s1600-h/s-NADYA-SULEMAN-BIKINI-OCTOMOM-large.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 190px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2BbWVnoBOkiCInsEUu_RJ7ttJaFIhJJygFJz_stLz2d5wfuaqUWaTxEusb_O7AmjtZkHLgSYSMMwmixRA9FsNhMJIYH7kpfGw29n6S8kic2wz2A53SYiBjZu2lwoa3WAfEONy/s320/s-NADYA-SULEMAN-BIKINI-OCTOMOM-large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435609040977016834" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Really???? Come on lady. I mean, Kate only had 6 at once and she had a tummy tuck, on air no less. Or maybe not on air, but the topic was televised. Anyway, I am so ready for this woman to go away.Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07324899695369140833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12383814.post-28186898272853599002010-02-06T19:35:00.000-06:002010-02-06T21:45:24.034-06:0019 Months....<p class="MsoNormal">It’s so hard to believe my itty bitty baby (if you can call a 9 pounder itty bitty) has grown in the rambunctious toddler that she has…what can I say about 19 months – she’s an absolute blast when she isn’t being a toddler terrorist. I think that pretty well sums it up. When she is good, she is so sweet and fun – but when she is bad, she is very, very bad. </p> <ul><li><span style="font-family:Symbol;"><span style=""><span style=";font-family:";font-size:7pt;" > </span></span></span>She talks all the time. Most of the time, I can understand her…sometimes, I just fake it. Or say “can you show me?” Most of the time that keeps her happy. I have friends that ask me how many words she uses…I don’t even know how to answer that – she repeats all sorts of stuff. Except what you really want her to repeat. I’ve been trying for I Love You or Love You for ages. Well, she finally said it – to the dog. </li><li>She loves to do “ring ring” (translation: <span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1265333667_0">Ring Around the Rosey</span>). No one is allowed to sit it out, 100% participation is required. And she is ALWAYS the last one to fall down. She has to make sure everyone really falls down before she, too, will fall down. </li><li>She loves her babies - none of them of the human variety. She has a bunny baby, a bear baby, a monkey baby, a Who baby, and a bear dressed like a bunny baby. And she loves them all.<br /></li><li>She has highjacked my <a href="http://www.allyzabba.com/products/megazabba/">Mega Zabba</a>. She has her own smaller version, but apparently she prefers mine to sleep with...and does so every night.</li><li>Speaking of sleep, Riley is a good sleeper - she hits the hay about 8 every night and sleeps until we wake her in the morning. I can't remember the last time one of us had to get up in the night with her. No more rocking either. I weaned her around the middle of December and along with weaning went the rocking. Bedtime had gotten to be a struggle - she would fight me for two hours. We started just laying her down and it's worked like a charm.<br /></li><li>She loves her some macaroni and cheese. That's my go to meal for nights she isn't digging food.<br /></li><li>She tried fish sticks for the first time Tuesday night. She is a fan.</li><li>She loves her jacket from Old Navy. Like to the point she doesn't ever want to take it off. Becky said yesterday, she literally wore it all day long - even during her nap.<br /></li><li>She does down dog on command.</li><li>Elmo rules the dvd player in her room, but the Chipmunks are a close second.<br /></li><li>She loves to dance. Single Ladies will almost always get a reaction...she will even spank the booty....</li><li>She loves to lead people around by the hand.</li><li>I bribe her into getting dressed by telling her we'll go outside.</li><li>She is all about going outside - or 'side 'side as she calls it. The biggest issue is once she's outside, it's pretty tough to get her back in.<br /></li><li>She takes one nap a day, for about 3 hours most of the time. Heaven help if you miss her nap, she gets a little mean.<br /></li></ul><br /><br /><img src="file:///C:/Users/Marilyn/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" />Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07324899695369140833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12383814.post-26763691981503387982010-02-04T21:52:00.002-06:002010-02-04T21:53:38.691-06:00S.H.I.T.SO HAPPY IT'S THURSDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!Marilynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07324899695369140833noreply@blogger.com1