tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51481254972276255562023-11-16T06:26:56.483-08:00boy trappeda bit of chaos, a bit of dirt, a lot of noise and a gaggle of stinky sweaty smelly boys... and some lizards...just for funTinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06062749225838734073noreply@blogger.comBlogger161125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148125497227625556.post-9102651316086730902010-07-30T22:10:00.000-07:002010-07-30T22:36:21.398-07:00Tonight<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/TFO1050L5JI/AAAAAAAAAvg/mNmWisZIwDc/s1600/rainbow.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499939490427036818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/TFO1050L5JI/AAAAAAAAAvg/mNmWisZIwDc/s320/rainbow.jpg" /></a><br /><div>So I know there are a million and eighty six things I need to blog...family photo sittings, our summertime adventures...baseball season...tons of stuff, but tonight I feel nostalgic.<br />My Grandpa Baughman passed away December 5, 1996. Hunter was six months old. It was shocking and hard to believe a life without him in it. He had been bowling and hunting right up until the night he had a massive heart attack and my Grandma performed CPR to bring him back. He had driven Hunter and I into the cabin on a snow machine the week before...I got my gift of gab from him. He didn't know a stranger.<br />My Grandma Taylor passed away in April of 2005. Honestly, I can't remember the date. It was within a week of her birthday. It was a beautiful, graceful passing of someone who had fiercely battled cancer until it went to her brain. My sister and one of my brothers and I went over to her house one night and spent the evening just chatting. I know there are things I should have asked, but I also know there will time for that someday. I got my gift for boys from her.<br />My Grandma Baughman passed away January 25, 2009 a few days before her birthday. She too, had been fighting cancer and while it seemed to be in remission, she went to bed one night and didn't wake up. It shocked us as well. Although, truly, what a great way to go. At home, in your own bed, in a way that was still dignified. I got my nursing license from her...<br />I miss them all. Every. day.<br />My Grandpa Taylor is still alive and kicking. He is currently living in a rehab hospital, and thinking about moving home. He cracks me up. He's pretty sure that he can whatever he damn well pleases, even though many of us really wonder about it all...I got my stubborn-ness from him.<br />So, tonight, my dad and a couple of uncles and my youngest brother all went to Grandpa's to help him clean out his garage and figure out if moving home is actually feasible...they filled a dumpster. Just out of his garage. (I am telling you, this pack rat stuff is hereditary...I am the least of it and well, I want to be even more less of one, but it's a time thing for me right now.)<br />Anyway, on his way home tonight, my dad called.<br />He had some treasures for me.<br />A fanatastic old trunk. It even has the removable shelf in it. And a ton of old fabric. Some with the patterns still attached. I wonder if Grandma was working on a project and one of her kids needed her...she had 6 boys and one girl who lived. She lost two other boys...can you see where I get my predicament? Between Jeff's family and mine I had NO chance :)<br />An empty foot locker. I'm pretty sure one of my boys will LOVE that.<br />An old suitcase...with fabric in it :)<br />And a wonderful old picture frame full of possibilities, but no pictures...yet...<br />I know Jeff will wake up and look at my treasures and see more junk. More stuff to clutter our house. And I will reassure him that someday, I will get rid of a lot of it.<br />Because that is my plan.<br />But it's boring to clean by myself...<br />But tonight, I will be content with the fact that one day, my kids and grandkids may appreciate the same treasures I do. And perhaps, one day, they will each be able to claim a gift from me. Possibly my love of photography, or art. The ability to draw. Perhaps a quick reader or someone who empathizes with others.<br />Possibly, a smart mouth...<br />Who knows. But tonight, I feel nostalgic.</div>Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06062749225838734073noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148125497227625556.post-58988712845324095912010-06-02T09:36:00.000-07:002010-06-02T09:44:15.792-07:00Not quite surewhat happened to May. One day it was here...then it was June.<br />So much goes on in May, our days all blur together. <br />Birthdays, Mother's Day, baseball, football, end of school, beginning of summer, getting the garden ready...so much happens!<br />I have a TON of pictures that I need to download and share.<br /><br />I am also taking appointments for pictures. Now is a great time to schedule even into the fall. Just let me know a season preference. :) Check out my sidebar for cost information :)Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06062749225838734073noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148125497227625556.post-23923141864436716462010-05-03T21:42:00.000-07:002010-05-03T21:55:39.114-07:00It's timefor something new.<br />We have lived in this house for 6 years.<br />We love our house.<br />There are things we would change...such as in (this is totally a Carson phrase, so if you ever hear any of us say it, it's because of him :) ) our basement would be finished...<br />and the whole thing would be beautifully organized and never dirty.<br />Ha.<br />Ha ha...<br />you see where I am going with this?<br />So I want to change my bedroom.<br />I have to be reasonable.<br />We have four boys which means at any given time there could be five sets of grimy toes on my bed.<br />My toes aren't grimy, in case you were wondering.<br />And I don't have cooties...<br />Nor do I want them.<br />I digress...again.<br />So, here is what I want:<br />Color. Color and creativity go hand in hand. My soul is a creative one. I need color.<br />Boy friendly. They out number me. A lot. This is a must...no pink in my bedroom...alas :)<br />Inexpensive. We have very little money for this type of frivolous spending.<br />Summery. I have a decent comforter...it's red, as are my lamp shades. I have no problem whatsoever putting them away until winter when it's cold and we need a good snuggly, thick blanket. I want (basically) a nicely quilted light weight throw...of sorts.<br />So here is what I found:<br />A reversible blue/green light weight quilt. The shams are too small and are not included...so I will have to improvise. I would use the blue color...although my walls are a lovely blue, I know I am not going to be painting any time soon, so it needs to coordinate...I want to alter some yellow pillow cases , find some or make some super cute throw pillows...only because Jeff complains about the few we have on our bed and I want to bug him cause I like him :) So, if the bedspread is blue, the stiching thread is a limish green that is hardly noticeable, the big pillows will have some kind of yellow case and I am going to sew a border of orange and white polka dot on the top of a white sheet for contrast...do you think the orange would be too much on the bed skirt? I know, it seems like a lot of colors. Do you think it's too much. **disclaimer, even if you think it's too much, I may still do it...do not be offended, instead be happy it's not yours ;)<br />I want a nice, fun room that will brighten my day and make me smile. On a budget.<br />And what color drapes? I am thinking white with a band of ribbon pulling one or two of the colors....<br />I am truly open to anything.<br />Just answer quick, cause I am hoping to knock this project out soon!<br />Right after I finish my new futon cover and family room curtains...<br /><br /><br />ETA: the blue is about the color of my blog background and the orange is about the color of the title of each entry...the yellow is kind of a melted butter, so nice and subtle...Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06062749225838734073noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148125497227625556.post-4531185241209213172010-04-15T13:06:00.000-07:002010-04-15T13:25:04.662-07:00Busted...<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/S8dx4CecBxI/AAAAAAAAAvY/PizFXknHCwU/s1600/busted.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460458280761165586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/S8dx4CecBxI/AAAAAAAAAvY/PizFXknHCwU/s320/busted.jpg" border="0" /></a> When the boys get blamed for doing something obviously naughty...like say, cutting holes in my couch cushions (or the couch itself) it is pretty obvious who was the evil doer when the scissors look like this...<br />We have only one lefty in our house.<br />He's rather cute.<br />Whiskey brown eyes.<br />Fantastic smile.<br />Hilarious personality.<br />And dimples to park a truck in.<br />The funny thing, he tried to blame it on Hunter because obviously, 'H starts with Hunter' and since they are Hunter's scissors (from about 4 years ago) he must have done it.<br />Except Hunter was at school :)<br />He has to work on a few things, but I imagine soon enough he will be trying to pull the wool over my eyes much more effectively.Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06062749225838734073noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148125497227625556.post-14817288871364849802010-04-10T16:18:00.000-07:002010-04-10T16:25:52.867-07:00Not complainingat all, at all.<br />Really.<br />I am especially thankful that we live in a home large enough to offer a place for me to toss my "crap" as my husband says.<br />I am thankful that this place will not be given to a boy when it is time to finally finish the basement (we are hoping to get two bedrooms done this summer...at least I am!)<br />There are certainly things I want to change though.<br />For instance...the paint. <br />It's a beautiful color...mango or some such.<br />However, I feel a bit more turquoise these days.<br />I would feel less like I were in a pumpkin if my walls were blue.<br />Not too blue...<br />When I was a kid my parents painted my brothers' bedroom swimming pool blue.<br />Not a good effect.<br />Although I am fairly sure she wanted to drown them once or twice (remember the rock thing?)<br />What I would really like, truly...more heat.<br />My fingers freeze when I am down here for long.<br />And this is where my 'good' computer is.<br />Where I edit and contemplate...<br />where my toys are.<br />The none hungry kind.<br />So I am cold.<br />A lot.<br />Perhaps a space heater?<br />But then Jeff would make fun of me like he does his mom...respectfully teasing her about her need for a 99* space heater in the summer :)<br />I would also like a door that opens and closes, not leans against a wall.<br />A cute door, perhaps with glass.<br />Husband says boys break glass.<br />Maybe just a dutch door, then.<br />Maybe someday.<br />For now, I would settle for heat :)Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06062749225838734073noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148125497227625556.post-45671484731878800422010-04-08T19:17:00.000-07:002010-04-08T19:26:55.342-07:00I know...<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/S76QPYlli-I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/n6LK1FB11OY/s1600/sonic+glitter+cup"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457958392392158178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/S76QPYlli-I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/n6LK1FB11OY/s320/sonic+glitter+cup" border="0" /></a><br /><div>we have discussed this. </div><div>I know it is bad for me.</div><div>However, I also know that I REALLY enjoy it. </div><div>And as my friend Hilary said (she was actually behind me in line today) "it's not that expensive of a bad habit" so I suppose I must agree and I must keep on enjoying my little bit of sin.</div><div>Besides, summer is coming and there is very little that tastes better than an ice cold coke on a hot summer day. :)</div><div>I think it would be awesome if I actually glittered it all up purty like this one :)</div>Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06062749225838734073noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148125497227625556.post-83931857998209611962010-04-06T21:36:00.000-07:002010-04-07T07:47:59.124-07:00This boy...It seems I am a horrid blogger. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457251598459865314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/S7wNakAiCOI/AAAAAAAAAvI/qhi4g9dCZo4/s320/Q310.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457250830245640322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/S7wMt2L_OII/AAAAAAAAAvA/-OueXXuGf9o/s320/Q310+b.jpg" /><br /><br /><br />I will place the blame squarely on this boy.<br />Yes, it is the five year old's fault.<br />He's so cute and all...<br />It causes me much distraction.<br />Plus...he is the definition of Cling-on.<br />Always has been.<br />I should start calling him "Static."<br />I fear he would be teased mercilessly.<br />By his brothers.<br />You know, Megamouth and Freakshow.<br />**I am honestly not sure which brother is Freakshow, as he calls all of them that at some point during the day.**<br />***I do not encourage this behavior***<br />***It comes from his father's side of the family. Mine encourages name contractions so as to yell at them all equally...like Hucatyton!!!!! That's how the Taylor's roll****<br />****No relation to the Russell and Joy family...we checked. Not that this would be bad, but just in case you were wondering.****<br />So, in January I read a lot.<br />In Februrary, I am fairly sure something happened.<br />In March, we had a gojillion birthdays and birthday parties to attend.<br />One of those was mine.<br />It did not excite me.<br />I did, however, recieve a Jacob Barbie and a DS...is this is the sign of a midlife crisis?<br />Perhaps.<br />I did turn down the opportunity to get the Tinkerbell DS game however.<br />I have some dignity...and the boys would NEVER let me live it down.<br />I instead, chose Twilight Scene it.<br />Yes, I am that big of a dork.<br />We also had our first set of stitches in March.<br />Can you believe it?<br />Almost 14 years with four boys and no stitches.<br />My parents didn't make it that long!<br />Course, my parents left my brothers with my Grandparents while they went to Disneyland and one brother hit the other brother with a rock at Rigby lake...<br />Maybe this boy fighting thing IS normal...<br />So, I have been watching my boys grow way to quickly for my taste, I have accomplished very little and basically, I am going to strive to do better with the old blog.<br />Is anyone even still out there?<br />Hello????<br />Well, happy snow day, regardless.Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06062749225838734073noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148125497227625556.post-8954299313547428682010-02-02T18:19:00.000-08:002010-02-02T18:28:01.813-08:00it's kind of like groundhog day...<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/S2jdZT5YrAI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/LtZGF1M0j5M/s1600-h/groundhog.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 221px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433836377329937410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/S2jdZT5YrAI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/LtZGF1M0j5M/s320/groundhog.jpg" /></a> January, I mean.<br />It kills me.<br />Grey, cloudy morning, smattering of snow, cooped up kids, arguing about bed times.<br />Grey, cloudy morning, smattering of snow, cooped up kids, arguing about bedtimes.<br />Grey, cloudy morning....oh, you get it?<br />Yeah...it used to be that I would go to work and get over it.<br />Or, go out of town and get over it.<br />Either way, the grey, dismal days of January were cured by getting out and getting over it.<br />This year, not so much.<br />It makes me not want to blog or exercise or fix dinner for the kids...<br />It does make me yearn for bright blue skies that are a backdrop for a brilliant, warm sun.<br />It makes me yearn for baseball games and our 'busy' season...<br />It makes me go stir crazy because I know it's not happening.<br />Somehow, I muddle through.<br />We managed to celebrate a birthday or two, have a few visitors and not damage any of our children permanently.<br />That can be quite a feat, my friends.<br />I have much to catch up on, much to discuss and maybe, hopefully, I am seeing the end of this Groundhog Day type existance and will be riproaringreadytogo soon.<br />After all, we do have an early baseball game planned :)<br />Can't wait!!<br /><br /><br /><div></div>Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06062749225838734073noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148125497227625556.post-38155588305313763662009-12-29T12:25:00.000-08:002009-12-29T12:29:25.215-08:00It's time...to choose your new word of the year.<br />Go <a href="http://aliedwards.typepad.com/">here</a> for Ali's explanation of her word challenge.<br />Last year I chose 'nurture' and didn't do so well at it. I'll be honest, there are a lot of ways I could have been better at nurturing not only myself but my family and relationships. I haven't chosen my word for 2010 yet...I have a few ideas, but I want it to really mean something.<br />Is anyone else going to do this challenge?<br />Are you interested in doing a word challenge?<br />And yes, I will soon do a real life blog update and maybe share a bit of my crazy month...Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06062749225838734073noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148125497227625556.post-57169221587179103332009-12-03T14:46:00.000-08:002009-12-03T14:49:14.093-08:00BecauseI have a ton to say and never any time to say it.<br />Because my friend was a bit uypset by no blog updates to keep her busy at work.<br />Because I like the bazillion abs guy.<br />Because I really always like a good laugh.<br />And because I really like this series...<br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nqvg0C90FhM&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nqvg0C90FhM&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object>Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06062749225838734073noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148125497227625556.post-34777998970542289802009-11-18T19:18:00.001-08:002009-11-18T19:51:23.103-08:00I really should update :)So I have been taking pictures lately. Have I ever mentioned how much I love taking pictures? I do.<br />A lot!<br />So when I was doing this family of 5 little girlies (okay, 3 cause the older two probably don't want to be considered little) there was some very patient parents involved. The younger girls wanted nothing to do with me. However, with a bit of compromise (Tinkerbell and Mommy) we got some great pictures :)<br />I loved that mom and dad (who have the most gorgeous family. Every one of them is photogenic and it kind of makes me sick...in a good way) suggested that we do a shot of them in front of the train :) Miss A is not quite sure what to think but is pretty sure that is NOT where she wants to be at all :)<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/SwS558ty4BI/AAAAAAAAAuI/o-beiEx72rg/s1600/girls+on+tracks+3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405649857953325074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/SwS558ty4BI/AAAAAAAAAuI/o-beiEx72rg/s320/girls+on+tracks+3.jpg" border="0" /></a> This is train shot take two. Obviously a different family. I love that big brother T is like 'right on' and not the least bit worried about that train. And this Miss A loves it :)<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/SwS5WyWYjWI/AAAAAAAAAuA/5X4KMHmNsYo/s1600/train.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405649253875354978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/SwS5WyWYjWI/AAAAAAAAAuA/5X4KMHmNsYo/s320/train.jpg" border="0" /></a> I know these shots are in totally random order. They weren't supposed to be, but I can't win an argument with blogger.</div><div>Or Jeff, but don't tell him I said that.</div><div>I loved the sky. </div><div>I do have a thing for solar flare :)<br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk6x7t9IuvNvtY62a9N4sus6vvmx-52XnoLF6IAKKE0y_zTQIIlDZphYhIxGyXUrz20W7fH_qMgxEcRuaT1UVBguu8N_tojE95-ngHOFBd27keL_hg2_UZ_h7IU-C70ut15O0Hxfzjud0/s1600/sunset.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405649247061335778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk6x7t9IuvNvtY62a9N4sus6vvmx-52XnoLF6IAKKE0y_zTQIIlDZphYhIxGyXUrz20W7fH_qMgxEcRuaT1UVBguu8N_tojE95-ngHOFBd27keL_hg2_UZ_h7IU-C70ut15O0Hxfzjud0/s320/sunset.jpg" border="0" /></a> Seriously, there were no bad photos.</div><div>Makes my job easier. :)</div><div> </div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/SwS5WFr0KPI/AAAAAAAAAtw/NRpBeRZqhhA/s1600/family+4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405649241885649138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/SwS5WFr0KPI/AAAAAAAAAtw/NRpBeRZqhhA/s320/family+4.jpg" border="0" /></a>Loved the energy of this family. Too fun!</div><div>Boys are sooooo different than girls!</div><div>Besides physically, I mean.<br /><br /></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/SwS5V3tDD_I/AAAAAAAAAto/QOzfR4b5IFs/s1600/boys.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405649238132723698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/SwS5V3tDD_I/AAAAAAAAAto/QOzfR4b5IFs/s320/boys.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I do have more to show from sittings, but I thought I would show my catch.<br />11 years my friends.<br />I guess this was our clebration.<br />He did tell me he would take me somewhere 'one of these years.'<br />This is no way resembles the Disneyland I remember.<br />He needs to try again, no?<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx2SjUGLf62SWAPPJQ75nOL9_3NfkeK-v4rT1KALjdmm7qWW3mwcE2pX4Yi7Zyp6BHKzaSQvE-e5x0VKTbt2QBrtAsp0sGq_d5JWzFM_q163zZ1A-KtY-QEYPkPmx1aCfM3yQ4RsuNUM0/s1600/big+fish1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405649235058930818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx2SjUGLf62SWAPPJQ75nOL9_3NfkeK-v4rT1KALjdmm7qWW3mwcE2pX4Yi7Zyp6BHKzaSQvE-e5x0VKTbt2QBrtAsp0sGq_d5JWzFM_q163zZ1A-KtY-QEYPkPmx1aCfM3yQ4RsuNUM0/s320/big+fish1.jpg" border="0" /></a> So he took me to Salmon last week.</div><div>He let me catch two fish.</div><div>They were little.</div><div>He caught one fish.</div><div>It was big.</div><div>Not sure what that means. He said it wasn't on purpose.</div><div>I said, next time, Disneyland.</div><div>And the deer we hit coming home...he was fine. Jeff's hubcap however, is toast.</div><div>Another update with other sittings and maybe some random whining (my house is still not organized...seriouly, where did we get all of this crap?) and I haven't posted my awesome sewing abilities (i.d. costumes) yet.</div><div>And if you were wondering...I enlarged the top one to 11x14 and the middles one to 16x20 from the last post.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div>Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06062749225838734073noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148125497227625556.post-29736688109891346942009-10-26T22:43:00.000-07:002009-10-26T22:54:14.582-07:00My boysare gorgeous...now I just need to decide which picture for the Christmas cards...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/SuaKFsSZ2NI/AAAAAAAAAtY/aftgYDeS9JY/s1600-h/boys5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397153033842448594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/SuaKFsSZ2NI/AAAAAAAAAtY/aftgYDeS9JY/s320/boys5.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiewKVo_V3TfvZ6HKdoL6rIWh7ZfwrdMQaAywC7Ukf1eoEk8XFh3kNvHq9o9SaJNWKRb7GURu7qajK_5GUpk81mEaQWB9-bMKjqc-uEMHAztolt2r7xvtKKGEuBjnwGlqN4sA8IuXXzGDg/s1600-h/boys4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397153025651163954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiewKVo_V3TfvZ6HKdoL6rIWh7ZfwrdMQaAywC7Ukf1eoEk8XFh3kNvHq9o9SaJNWKRb7GURu7qajK_5GUpk81mEaQWB9-bMKjqc-uEMHAztolt2r7xvtKKGEuBjnwGlqN4sA8IuXXzGDg/s320/boys4.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/SuaKE_W1KdI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Yk1P92yrZ-U/s1600-h/boys3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397153021781420498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/SuaKE_W1KdI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Yk1P92yrZ-U/s320/boys3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I want to blow one up for my house. </div><div>Huge. like 20x30ish. </div><div>One for Christmas cards and the other is already printed, just smallish...</div><div>What do you think?</div></div></div>Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06062749225838734073noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148125497227625556.post-41085668288277688262009-10-16T15:09:00.000-07:002009-10-16T15:24:43.631-07:00In case you didn't knowI am 'teaching' (I use this term ever so loosely as I really am learning) a photography class. Now, I consider myself a good photographer.<br />I do.<br />I am.<br />I get it.<br />Composition, personality...the whole deal.<br />I just have never been comfortable with taking my camera off auto :)<br />I am slowly but surely getting to that point.<br />I have had my current camera for over six months.<br />I did not know that I have options for taking pictures...as in, I can shoot black and white instead of color.<br />How cool is that?<br />The things you find out when someone asks what all your camera 'does.'<br />This here is one of those shots...<br />This is what it looks like in my house when Q has the flu. <br />He and I lying in bed.<br />All day.<br />Watching PBS.<br />All day.<br />Sometimes he falls asleep and I play with camera settings and then sneak out.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393325735919429298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/StjxLodzJrI/AAAAAAAAAtA/jASQiXaTtGw/s320/bw+meq.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><p>and this one...</p><p>Which is what happens when he is mad at me for not letting him make funny faces.</p><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/StjwDONongI/AAAAAAAAAs4/PuPl013TIUQ/s1600-h/bwti.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393324491921726978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/StjwDONongI/AAAAAAAAAs4/PuPl013TIUQ/s320/bwti.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I kind of actually like it.<br />And it's of me.<br />Weird.<br />And, I didn't ahve to do anything to it to make it black and white. <br />Sooc...except for the cropping.<br />Cool, eh?<br />And yes, I will do sittings.<br />I am working all that stuff up in my tiny little brain.<br />Why not do something I love, make a lasting memory for someone and make some money at it?<br />I will have a few oh so funny shots of my boys tomorrow...<br />yes, you may laugh.<br />And one of them, literally took my breath away.<br />I think it's the 'card' shot :)<br />And you KNOW how hard those are to get!Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06062749225838734073noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148125497227625556.post-58312870580427254912009-10-12T16:24:00.000-07:002009-10-12T16:45:57.988-07:00Really<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/StO_T-cTusI/AAAAAAAAAsw/aFhTmY5RXZY/s1600-h/pumpkins.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391863528792767170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/StO_T-cTusI/AAAAAAAAAsw/aFhTmY5RXZY/s320/pumpkins.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/StO_Qr4aHJI/AAAAAAAAAso/opZxB8ufw3Q/s1600-h/boot1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391863472270744722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/StO_Qr4aHJI/AAAAAAAAAso/opZxB8ufw3Q/s320/boot1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>I do have things to say and pictures to post...<br />however, we are currently trying to dig out of our basement and get rid of a bunch of 'stuff'' without neglecting the kids or the upstairs.<br />We aren't sure how it's working but hopefully soon I will get this done and you will find out!<br />For now I will add a couple of pictures of projects that I have done in the past couple of weeks.<br />Enjoy!</div></div>Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06062749225838734073noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148125497227625556.post-59495640171772334642009-09-29T10:55:00.000-07:002009-09-29T11:20:59.057-07:00I'm better then great! I'm good.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdWetfNG0zGK0u9BFiMVtGsvmh25PQWcyhe6asQhZ-ErO5IlT3AeTY10DcgkkkFJ4EOutw_1Xz3ZeVYtmTGqZGe6TiPG58Q11kHBPggsKruJGPH9XXGbwwN9y83PueuCVJOuvgpYL6pak/s1600-h/bike.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386954890590052290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdWetfNG0zGK0u9BFiMVtGsvmh25PQWcyhe6asQhZ-ErO5IlT3AeTY10DcgkkkFJ4EOutw_1Xz3ZeVYtmTGqZGe6TiPG58Q11kHBPggsKruJGPH9XXGbwwN9y83PueuCVJOuvgpYL6pak/s320/bike.jpg" /></a><br /><div>So day two of sick kids...</div><div>Actually day two of one kid being sick.</div><div>Another one has been sick forever.</div><div>I may go crazy. Sick little boys are just as bad as sick men.</div><div>Seriously.</div><div>So I was up in the middle of the night with one of the sick kids and had these totally random thoughts that I wish I had written down.</div><div>Cause I was funny.</div><div>Sleep deprivation will do that.</div><div>You see, my kids like me. Not sure what I did wrong there, but they seem to enjoy my company. Jeff says I should yell more.</div><div>I hate yelling. But I am loud :)</div><div>I think it is lack of consistent beatings.</div><div>We haven't had a good beating here in years. Going on like 20 or so.</div><div>Not a good record if you are the beating type.</div><div>Which, you may have noticed, we are not. </div><div>We just don't have the energy for a good wholloping.</div><div>So the kids like me.</div><div>This is why we have a king sized bed.</div><div>The husband gets one half, whatever kid has a cold/headache/nightmare/cough and I get the other half.</div><div>I have big kids...I don't get much of a half.</div><div>Especially if it is Q. He takes up a lot of space and still manages to drape himself over much of my body all night.</div><div>At least I'm not getting kicked.</div><div>I just get no sleep.</div><div>But I did find one of my favorite pictures while I was trying to find a picture of my kids sleeping on my bed.</div><div>Apparently since I am the picture taker, if there are any, I am not in them.</div><div>And they aren't on this computer.</div><div>Well, it appears that one or more of my children found my husband's cologne...this is not good.</div><div>Must go find and stop any mischief going on in my house.</div><div>Ugh.</div><div> </div>Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06062749225838734073noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148125497227625556.post-14621930969789670902009-09-25T07:58:00.000-07:002009-09-25T08:55:11.105-07:00RandamoniumSo I always have little thoughts flitting through my brain.<br />Sometimes they are worthwhile.<br />Sometimes I don't know <em>what</em> I am thinking.<br />Sometimes they are creative ideas...<br />Sometimes, not so much.<br />Random item #1<br />My kids are the best ever. Even when they are driving me insane and miss the bus. My kids are probably betterthen yours, but I won't tell you that to your face, much the same way you won't tell me your kids are better than mine to my face.<br />Random item #2<br />What is up with men? Mine recently decided to get rid of stuff. Stuff has been an issue with us since we got married as I had more stuff than he did at that time...please remember I also had another PERSON that had stuff at the time we married...therefore, OF COURSE I had more stuff. Babies do have a lot of stuff by nature and they have no idea what all they have and they are ever so bad about sorting and getting rid of stuff. Much like me. It's genetic. I get the 'don't get rid of stuff' gene from my dad. He probably got it from his mom. I have heard that gene is passed down to the opposite sex every generation. Which is good, cause I have boys so the gene can go on...but I think Carson has it, which is not good. And for the record, it's not that I have a problem getting rid of stuff per se, so much as I don't have the ability based on a family who would literally tear my house apart thereby creating more work if I were to ignore them for an afternoon or day just to get rid of stuff. Trust me. And also, I would love to gut my WHOLE house and get rid of everything and start over...alas, that has financial implications.<br />Random item #3<br />Let's discuss the swine flu. Yes, it is a problem. Much like the common cold. However, I feel as a whole we are so over immunized that we have no immune system built up. I do get my kids their shots becuase there are some really bad things out there, but am still out on the whole flu shot thing. The two times I had it I got deathly ill and was literally in bed for two weeks each time. Not cool. Especially not cool now cause I have kids. If I had a baby or were still in the healthcare field I may be more inclined to get the shots, however, I don't think we will. Perhaps we will regret it, perhaps not. Perhaps this is a great reason to stay home from church this winter...Okay, Okay, I know, but it's HARD to get up early on my sleep in day...<br />Random item #4<br />Quin told me today that he is going to be bigger than a small giant man. He will need a new bed when this happens, he said. HE is planning on being bigger than the small giant named Cody. Yes, he said that. It caracks me up. Cody is our nephew who is around 6'5" and 230...Cody just graduated and is planning a mission next June so the summer he gets back he will still be able to play baseball for the summer. <br />Random item #5<br />I am moderately neurotic. I wish it would translate into my housework and at the same time I know if I ever started on that aspect I would become a freak and not ever teach my kids and they could never be the sweaty, stinky, smelly boys I love. I am also highly paranoid...and truly hope I hide it by seeming like a laid back person even though I am pretty sure the las tperson they think of when 'laid back' comes up is me.<br /><br />I had a lot more random things but I am being told by my four year old that it is time to play the hard level of sorry...Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06062749225838734073noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148125497227625556.post-3542676073576921082009-09-14T15:19:00.000-07:002009-09-14T15:58:47.289-07:00Caution: photo heavy<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7JWH-Es-I/AAAAAAAAAsI/PWjYHeVbrV0/s1600-h/3o.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381459986688029666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7JWH-Es-I/AAAAAAAAAsI/PWjYHeVbrV0/s320/3o.jpg" border="0" /></a> The top one is one of my all time favorites. Love it!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7JVorKFdI/AAAAAAAAAsA/x8h4iJF3-l4/s1600-h/3cc.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381459978287191506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7JVorKFdI/AAAAAAAAAsA/x8h4iJF3-l4/s320/3cc.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />These kids are so cute! We had a blast doing these and I could honestly take a million of her!<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7HUpr0wOI/AAAAAAAAAr4/HUO9sxeVZeA/s1600-h/J7.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381457762355298530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7HUpr0wOI/AAAAAAAAAr4/HUO9sxeVZeA/s320/J7.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7HUHNWdHI/AAAAAAAAArw/h7dVcsU83w0/s1600-h/J6.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381457753100678258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7HUHNWdHI/AAAAAAAAArw/h7dVcsU83w0/s320/J6.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7HTg9ZpzI/AAAAAAAAAro/LhYEL95mF5Y/s1600-h/J14.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381457742833231666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7HTg9ZpzI/AAAAAAAAAro/LhYEL95mF5Y/s320/J14.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7HS5-O5vI/AAAAAAAAArg/8lyugipjD7w/s1600-h/K2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381457732367738610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7HS5-O5vI/AAAAAAAAArg/8lyugipjD7w/s320/K2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7HSS1PC2I/AAAAAAAAArY/cZedgW-t0sg/s1600-h/T11.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381457721861016418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7HSS1PC2I/AAAAAAAAArY/cZedgW-t0sg/s320/T11.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7FmAv8J2I/AAAAAAAAArI/4L7HYpQWiuE/s1600-h/A27.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381455861581096802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7FmAv8J2I/AAAAAAAAArI/4L7HYpQWiuE/s320/A27.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I love little babies...the fact that this is a boy baby makes me baby hungry...mmmmm :)<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7FlYpg4OI/AAAAAAAAArA/6KycL8rYYxw/s1600-h/A9.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381455850816725218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7FlYpg4OI/AAAAAAAAArA/6KycL8rYYxw/s320/A9.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7Fk8_baXI/AAAAAAAAAq4/kQ2F0yb-IsI/s1600-h/A4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381455843392448882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7Fk8_baXI/AAAAAAAAAq4/kQ2F0yb-IsI/s320/A4.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div>This was another BIG family :) All of the siblings and their kids got together and it was a so fun!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7D2WPal-I/AAAAAAAAAqg/CT9RcbIg4vU/s1600-h/Morgan%27s+kids+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381453943204911074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7D2WPal-I/AAAAAAAAAqg/CT9RcbIg4vU/s320/Morgan%27s+kids+1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7D1t5F03I/AAAAAAAAAqY/nClgqLawF78/s1600-h/Marie%27s+kids+feet.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381453932373857138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7D1t5F03I/AAAAAAAAAqY/nClgqLawF78/s320/Marie%27s+kids+feet.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7D1FA-20I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/BFUaXXVyJNw/s1600-h/Judy+kids.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381453921401101122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7D1FA-20I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/BFUaXXVyJNw/s320/Judy+kids.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7D0r3qz3I/AAAAAAAAAqI/TYch9aOvlKk/s1600-h/Morgan%27s+Shay+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381453914651152242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sq7D0r3qz3I/AAAAAAAAAqI/TYch9aOvlKk/s320/Morgan%27s+Shay+2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I have been doing a few sittings here and there. </div><div>I absolutely LOVE it.</div><div>Like, this could totally be a dream job for me.</div><div>I am struggling with little things like fees and turn around times.</div><div>It honestly can take me hours to edit a sitting and make it the best it can be.</div><div>My time is worth something, I'm am just trying to figure out what it's worth compared to what people can afford. I know, I know there are a whole lot of variables with that sentence...</div><div>So here are a few of my recent favorites :)</div><div>Enjoy!</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06062749225838734073noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148125497227625556.post-11975314680042321622009-09-11T07:26:00.000-07:002009-09-11T08:20:29.739-07:00In Augustof 2001 my 4.5 month old hunk of baby and I went to Vegas to witness the most beautiful wedding. <br />It was held at the Four Seasons and completely catered by them. Only their closets friends and family members were present. It was truly a beautiful ceremony full of love and support for these two fantastic folk. (Who are currently waiting the arrival of baby boy #2.)<br />My sweet husband drove me to SLC to drop me off for my flight, then took the other two boys home, worked for the next couple of days and drove back down to pick me up after work and back home in one day. <br />Whew...he must have liked me.<br />Or else he was really just not sure what to do with two boys at home.<br />Hunter was in kindergarten.<br />Carson had just turned two and was a pretty sick little boy.<br />My friend Tasha nad I took turns playing nickel slots, one of us would sit by the baby and the other would play and then we would switch.<br />They take under age participants VERY seriously in Vegas.<br />I had $5 to start with and ended up with $35ish in nickels.<br />Sadly, I didn't have time to change my nickels into dollars so I carried a bucket o'nickels on the plane.<br />I wish I had pictures to upload because it was one of the best trips I have ever taken...alas it was before digital came into my world.<br />And I don't know where all of the wires are to connect my scanner to the computer.<br />5 weeks later the Twin Towers were hit.<br />A plane crashed into the Pentagon and a field in Pennsylvania.<br />I'm pretty sure there is more to the story than what was released as general knowledge (I have my sources) but nothing confirmed.<br />I was lying in bed nursing my hunkahunka baby and the phone wouldn't stop ringing. <br />Wouldn't. <br />Stop.<br />Ringing. <br />I was worried it would wake my two sleeping boys.<br />I finally got up to no less than 5 messages from my frantic father. <br />Apparently, there was some sort of airline crash and no one had heard from my brother in law.<br />He was working in the White House communications center at the time.<br />We found out later that my sister had heard from him to let her know he was okay...she had been out jogging and had no clue what had happened.<br />I couldn't decide whether or not it was okay for me to send Hunter to school.<br />The thought of any of my family not being RIGHT THERE with me scared me to death.<br />Jeff couldn't leave work.<br />I tried everything I could to get him to.<br />I wore my bathrobe and cried all day.<br />Luckily the family room was in the basement so no one saw me in my disheveled state.<br />I kept crying.<br />I went outside and took Jeff's flag (from his military service) and hung it on our flag pole.<br />I was feeling rebellious and patriotic.<br />I was beside myself.<br />Jeff talked about going back into the Army.<br />I was more beside myself.<br />Thankfully, he decided that since his time had been officially up two years previously and he had a wife, three kids, a dog, a cat and a house he didn't need to.<br />That day changed things in so many ways.<br />There is no way I could bring home a bucket o'nickels now. <br />You can't even have lip gloss in your purse without it being in a bag.<br />And forget bringing your own water.<br />There are so many men and women who died that day and since.<br />Some at the Twin Towers close to home and others thousands of miles away where things are not even similar to home.<br />This is a day I want my children to know of.<br />It is a day that deserves a memory or two of those who died.<br />A moment of silence even.<br />It was a day that changed our country in so many ways.<br />For awhile it seemed as though we were all on the same side.<br />Take a moment today and remember. Give thanks that we live in a country that allows us freedom of speech to express our memories, to keep blogs about our day to day lives, boring or not, to honor the men and women who CHOOSE to defend our country. That we live in a country where children aren't drafted into the military at 18 and that our children are spared carrying guns just to survive. Put aside politics and opinions and be thankful for all we have. That we can worship whatever God we believe in, or don't believe in. That we aren't persecuted for wearing jeans and not covering our heads, that we can choose our spouses and the schools we send our children to. That food is plentiful and we have clean water. That we can choose who our government is, whether we believe in everything our officials do or not. That our children can go to college and be who and what they want to be.<br />Today, be thankful for EVERYTHING our country has to offer. The good, the bad and the ugly.<br />Then give thanks for what our country doesn't have.<br />And hug your kids.<br />Kiss your spouse.<br />And hold them all tight.<br />You never know when it can change.Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06062749225838734073noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148125497227625556.post-35242231869023830602009-09-10T14:30:00.001-07:002009-09-10T14:34:07.292-07:00as big as a helicopter<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/SqlwMt6D5rI/AAAAAAAAAqA/cuZku5AMY3Y/s1600-h/helicopters.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379954593654630066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/SqlwMt6D5rI/AAAAAAAAAqA/cuZku5AMY3Y/s320/helicopters.jpg" /></a><br /><div>So today as I was slaving away on the laundry (okay, fine, I only folded 3 loads of towels...) Q came in and saw 'Mom! You have GOT to come wook out the window!!' </div><div>I went to look out the window.</div><div>'No, Mom, wook up...it's a hewocopter awmost as big as you'</div><div>hmmmmmmm..............</div><div>Carson disagreed...and then said 'Oh, mom, I know, he's talking about the SMALL helicopters'</div><div> </div><div> </div>Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06062749225838734073noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148125497227625556.post-75571193122932237252009-09-08T09:54:00.000-07:002009-09-08T10:08:55.905-07:00Let's face it...I have been horrid at blogging this summer.<br />I apologize.<br />So, my baby starts preschool tomorrow.<br />I'm sure I will take pictures and post them.<br />I still plan on posting some of the pics I have taken the last couple of months.<br />While this isn't a job, I do love that I can make a few bucks and do something I love and it makes me feel like I am contributing to our family more than just cleaning and loving on my kids.<br />I totally slacked on harvesting my garden this year. <br />We had a scare with Q last week. Not sure if there will be any follow up, but so far nothing more has happened...so we are thrilled with that!<br />We had 19 of Jeff's closest family members here on Sunday afternoon/evening. <br />Yes, my friends, that does indeed add up to 25 :) <br />It was fantastic! Good food, lots of cousins (our kids are the youngest...Jeff is only 6 years older than our niece Jill and Q is only 3 years older than our great nephew, Ezra)<br />It was great to visit with everyone, even though I mostly just watched...couldn't think of a thing to say.<br />Crazy, huh.?<br />I think the best question had to come from Cody who, when Tyler was hollering at him (AGAIN!) turned to me and asked 'how do you control that kid?' and I could honestly not answer him :) To be fair to my Tyler, he LOVES his cousins. And since we rarely see Cody (or any of our Washington/North Idaho cousins for that matter) he tends to over do his enthusiasm...plus, we can honestly see Ty being the same size as Cody in a few years. That my friends...is big :) It's kind of nice to see he wears others out as much as he wears us out! Q was so excited to see his cousin Rebecka who has been at Grandma and Grandpa's this summer...I think he has a little crush. <br />Well, it seems Garfield and Q are calling...I need to go snuggle with my boy :)Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06062749225838734073noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148125497227625556.post-2777677569383443622009-09-01T17:29:00.000-07:002009-09-01T17:42:00.258-07:00Heidi Swapp<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sp2-3d7mzJI/AAAAAAAAAp4/sU5XZairdrw/s1600-h/hkssecrets1"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376663390286957714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sp2-3d7mzJI/AAAAAAAAAp4/sU5XZairdrw/s320/hkssecrets1" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sp2-2_b0V_I/AAAAAAAAApw/LgDTnE7LO9s/s1600-h/hksfamily.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376663382100563954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sp2-2_b0V_I/AAAAAAAAApw/LgDTnE7LO9s/s320/hksfamily.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sp2-2c4TzwI/AAAAAAAAApo/gqwXw3E0fvs/s1600-h/hksenergy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376663372824825602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/Sp2-2c4TzwI/AAAAAAAAApo/gqwXw3E0fvs/s320/hksenergy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>I am soooo excited! </div><div>If you scrapbook, you may have heard the name Heidi Swapp before. </div><div>She has designed products for Making Memories, has had her own line of product and is now working with two other talented ladies doing digital kits and hybrid products. She travels all over the world teaching classes and she is coming to Rigby.</div><div>RIGBY!! Home of the TV...where my grandpa, brother and uncle live...where my dad grew up and milked cows...</div><div>Crazy...</div><div>Anyway, my friend Alicia owns a store up there and is taking signups for this awesome event. You can find more information at this link <a href="http://aliciaking.typepad.com/heidiswapp/">Heidi in Rigby</a> and sign up there. She does offer a payment plan, just call her. It does cost a bit more than most are used to paying for a class, however I am pretty sure you get everything you will need to complete the projects except for simple things like, adhesive...</div><div>I am so excited! Not only is it Conference weekend, it's Heidi weekend!</div><div>Did I mention I'm excited?</div><div>Personally, I can't wait for the energy journal, cause I need energy!</div></div></div>Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06062749225838734073noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148125497227625556.post-49666057531601134922009-08-24T15:19:00.000-07:002009-08-24T15:24:13.046-07:00I have a tonof things to post about...<br />pictures,<br />more pictures,<br />school,<br />tons of stuff...<br />but for now, I am letting people know that on Friday August 28, I am hosting a bead (bracelet/watch) party. There are watch faces that will be for sale ($8) and you can add whatever kind of band you would like to. The first party I went to I made two bands for just under $9...the second party I made three bands and bought a face and it was $19.08...so it is a really good price from this lady.<br />It is from 4-9, although I would suggest getting here before 8 for two reasons, 1) things could take awhile cause she has bagillion eleventy beads and 2) she will need to leave as close to 9 as possible. <br />You can also buy your own beads to take home.<br />I love these parties...I am just a little bit addicted to the bands...<br />Call if you need directions, or email me... <a href="mailto:tashepherd@hotmail.com">tashepherd@hotmail.com</a>Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06062749225838734073noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148125497227625556.post-49783411164237348982009-08-17T16:20:00.000-07:002009-08-17T16:30:27.916-07:00I hate<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/SonnKv8xUhI/AAAAAAAAApg/qghw37gPtVo/s1600-h/black+family+shadows.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371078202472092178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VgPjqifDyrI/SonnKv8xUhI/AAAAAAAAApg/qghw37gPtVo/s320/black+family+shadows.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>using the 'we are so busy' excuse for not ever posting. </div><br /><div>While it's true, we are busy, it's mostly because I am too lazy to walk down the stairs to post and I really would rather make a post with pictures!</div><br /><div>Last week I did a super fun photoshoot with another big family. It was sooo much fun to see all of the dynamics and watch the proud mama and papa and all of the siblings and grands. </div><br /><div>I am editing them right now and I tell you, there are some awesome pictures in this group! I will share a few as soon as I get them all done :)</div><br /><div>For now, here is one of my favs...</div>Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06062749225838734073noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148125497227625556.post-44069850968679039622009-08-14T22:19:00.000-07:002009-08-14T22:22:28.202-07:00Don't forget!!the garage sale tomorrow. You can even just stop by and say hello.<br />And maybe cross your fingers that it is decent weather with little wind.<br />We have a LOT of kids clothes...mostly boy, ages 0-7 or 8...<br />Toys, books, tables, scrapbook stuff.<br />Jeff would love it if it were all gone by tomorrow night.<br />Maybe we could park in the garage again before winter.<br />And Hunter wants a new trumpet :)<br />The sale is Saturday August 15, 8am-2pm.<br />My house.Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06062749225838734073noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148125497227625556.post-17910726408109057682009-08-10T20:16:00.000-07:002009-08-10T20:19:15.447-07:00This weekendSaturday specifically, we will be having a garage sale at my house. I know there are a few people interested in knowing these things...<br />There will be a few families involved. If you want to bring stuff over and help out for a bit, just mark your prices with your initials so we can keep track of sales and bring it over Friday night.<br />Hours will be 8-2 I think...Billie, if that isn'tright let me know :)<br />I know there will be baby things, scrapbook stuff...probably a few odds and ends...books, tables, etc...Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06062749225838734073noreply@blogger.com2