<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656</id><updated>2012-02-09T01:09:46.564-05:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='crafty goodness'/><category term='photography'/><category term='kids'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>{ from behind the lens }</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-3977630938456902959</id><published>2009-10-22T12:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T12:28:54.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Your Ordinary Stacking Cups</title><content type='html'>Mealtime tends to be my least favorite part of the day. Half my time is spent coaxing my 3 year old to eat his food and the other half is usually spent picking up food from the floor - Elise is notorious for tossing what's on her plate every which way. The most annoying part, she smiles at me everytime she does it - lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elise's newest mealtime quirk is the way she handles her food. Somehow everything on her plate ends up in her hand. No matter what it is, (pancakes, grilled cheese, pretzels - you name it) the food ends up stacked until she can't fit anymore in her hand. Funny part is, this is they way she eats her food. Stack in hand, she takes it bite by bite until it is gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SuCGNUsa41I/AAAAAAAAAH0/xuBJzPDAt-w/s1600-h/Pancakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395459917041296210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SuCGNUsa41I/AAAAAAAAAH0/xuBJzPDAt-w/s320/Pancakes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SuCF9duaxWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/mvYSS2CD-vo/s1600-h/Pancakes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395459644587689314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SuCF9duaxWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/mvYSS2CD-vo/s320/Pancakes2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-3977630938456902959?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/3977630938456902959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=3977630938456902959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/3977630938456902959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/3977630938456902959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-your-ordinary-stacking-cups.html' title='Not Your Ordinary Stacking Cups'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SuCGNUsa41I/AAAAAAAAAH0/xuBJzPDAt-w/s72-c/Pancakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-7034702845223620585</id><published>2009-02-18T10:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T10:18:10.399-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Owen!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to you!!! I can't believe you are three years old today... This cake is for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZwlVxrpGjI/AAAAAAAAAGY/k0jkWGFe2Hk/s1600-h/Owen%27s+Cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304155517179468338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZwlVxrpGjI/AAAAAAAAAGY/k0jkWGFe2Hk/s320/Owen%27s+Cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-7034702845223620585?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/7034702845223620585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=7034702845223620585' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/7034702845223620585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/7034702845223620585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-owen.html' title='Happy Birthday, Owen!'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZwlVxrpGjI/AAAAAAAAAGY/k0jkWGFe2Hk/s72-c/Owen%27s+Cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-3212422370881391258</id><published>2009-02-13T16:03:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T10:17:53.206-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty goodness'/><title type='text'>Handmade Valentines</title><content type='html'>The last couple weeks activities were centered around Valentine's day. I found a couple projects that kept Owen busy and excited. I cut out sponges into the shapes of hearts and Owen painted with them. To keep the mess to a minimum, I attached a craft stick to the backs of the sponges = no messy hands. After the hearts had dried, I cut them out and attached them to paper doilies and wrote "xoxo Owen" on them. Voila - an instant valentine! Owen talked about the hearts for days saying, saying "lets paint with hearts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZXhY__wjEI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/htGAYWObhTs/s1600-h/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302391955910593602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZXhY__wjEI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/htGAYWObhTs/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZXgRS5OgUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/kY7evH0q8tA/s1600-h/Doilie+Heart.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302390724032889154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZXgRS5OgUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/kY7evH0q8tA/s320/Doilie+Heart.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-3212422370881391258?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/3212422370881391258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=3212422370881391258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/3212422370881391258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/3212422370881391258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2009/02/handmade-valentines.html' title='Handmade Valentines'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZXhY__wjEI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/htGAYWObhTs/s72-c/DSC_0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-5574132303633511280</id><published>2009-01-27T21:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T10:17:29.324-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Snow Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SX_D3WUbI_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/FvaQFAq1doE/s1600-h/Snowlashes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SX_D3JNmpmI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oPaVqnG4nB8/s1600-h/Snow+Day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296167038944192098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SX_D3JNmpmI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oPaVqnG4nB8/s320/Snow+Day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-5574132303633511280?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/5574132303633511280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=5574132303633511280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/5574132303633511280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/5574132303633511280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2009/01/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SX_D3JNmpmI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oPaVqnG4nB8/s72-c/Snow+Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-6927173080110860888</id><published>2008-12-11T10:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:14:43.699-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty goodness'/><title type='text'>Don't You Love the Smell of Lavender?</title><content type='html'>... I do! The whole first floor of my house smells of lavender because I've been making these little beauties (courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.papertreyink.com/="&gt;Papertrey Ink&lt;/a&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SUE4Op2yABI/AAAAAAAAAE0/IJGtWhoQYW8/s1600-h/Lavender+Sachet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278562062659878930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SUE4Op2yABI/AAAAAAAAAE0/IJGtWhoQYW8/s320/Lavender+Sachet.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aren't they beautiful? I was quite hesitant when I started this project. You know how it works; you see something you like, re-create it to a tee and somehow it never turns out like the original? That was my fear with this project. These were so easy to make - definately a project that can be made in bulk and quickly. I made alot of extras... When I'm in need of a quick gift, these will be easy to grab when I'm in a pinch. Not only would they make great Mother's Day gifts, but great thank you gifts as well. I can't wait to give them a few "special people".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-6927173080110860888?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/6927173080110860888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=6927173080110860888' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/6927173080110860888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/6927173080110860888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2008/12/dont-you-love-smell-of-lavender.html' title='Don&apos;t You Love the Smell of Lavender?'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SUE4Op2yABI/AAAAAAAAAE0/IJGtWhoQYW8/s72-c/Lavender+Sachet.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-2252087414282573409</id><published>2008-12-02T15:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T15:25:39.407-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty goodness'/><title type='text'>Finally, Done.</title><content type='html'>Remember &lt;a href="http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2008/11/eskimo-baby.html/="&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;?  Well I finally made these little cuties to go with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had these on my to-do list for awhile now just have't had the motivation to do them.  They are made entirely out of polar fleece and super easy to do.  I was going to use chocolate brown sherpa suede on the bottoms but it wasn't laying exactly as I would have liked.  Anyways I figured as Elise isn't walking yet I don't really need the non-skid bottoms.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see these on Elise with the hat.  It makes me want to go outside and do something "Christmas-y".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/STWYOHMsIXI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Z--jL__RStQ/s1600-h/DSC_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275289906752266610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/STWYOHMsIXI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Z--jL__RStQ/s320/DSC_0105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-2252087414282573409?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/2252087414282573409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=2252087414282573409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/2252087414282573409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/2252087414282573409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2008/12/finally-done.html' title='Finally, Done.'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/STWYOHMsIXI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Z--jL__RStQ/s72-c/DSC_0105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-1319325379866419445</id><published>2008-11-19T19:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T19:38:55.729-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Long Time No Post</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile, hasn't it? Too much has been going around here and therefore blogging got put on the backburner for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From me being sick, Owen being sick and me being sick again, you'd think that was enough craziness for one month, but no - not a chance. The week before Halloween I started with a sinus infection, which seemed to clear up. Then the week after Halloween it all came back - hard and I ended up on antibiotics, which seemed forever to do the trick. But all in all it's resolved and I'm feeling much better! Elise had her 6 month well exam last Monday and we ended up discovering a left ear infection. Poor thing, Elise wasn't showing any signs of distress - I wonder without her check up if I would have ever known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of all that, Elise got her first tooth this week! I didn't think that little sucker was ever going to break through, but this week it did. To top it all off, she is in the early stages of crawling - I can hardly believe it. She looks so little and petit to be crawling but she gets up on all fours and rocks back and forth and does a couple scoots. She then flops down on her belly with extremities flapping in the breeze - you know, that fish-out-of-water look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas shopping has been in full swing here. My goal is to have all gifts purchased by December 1st and I'd say we are well on our way, we are 75% finished, minus the handmade gifts I still need to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved books when I was a kid and I find myself buying alot of books for the kids. Not just any book, but books that teach something, have a meaning or some sort of purpose. As I was Christmas shopping, I came across this little gem: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Ill-See-Morning-Mike-Jolley/dp/0811850374/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1227140346&amp;amp;sr=1-1/="&gt;I'll See You in the Morning&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SSSuvhuk_pI/AAAAAAAAAEk/SUmajRGs0aA/s1600-h/51H1VQDFWFL._SS400_%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270529595461140114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SSSuvhuk_pI/AAAAAAAAAEk/SUmajRGs0aA/s320/51H1VQDFWFL._SS400_%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-1319325379866419445?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/1319325379866419445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=1319325379866419445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/1319325379866419445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/1319325379866419445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2008/11/long-time-no-post.html' title='Long Time No Post'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SSSuvhuk_pI/AAAAAAAAAEk/SUmajRGs0aA/s72-c/51H1VQDFWFL._SS400_%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-4575808265927501096</id><published>2008-11-05T16:28:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T19:40:20.977-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty goodness'/><title type='text'>Eskimo Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;One project done, many more to go, sigh...&lt;br /&gt;This is the animal ears pattern from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5577306&amp;amp;section_id=5689557&amp;amp;show_panel=true/="&gt;The June Bride&lt;/a&gt; on Etsy.  This was such an easy project and fast, too! I'm definately going to make a bunch of these for Christmas gifts this year. I also plan on making Elise the fleece boots as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SRIQok0h9RI/AAAAAAAAAEc/r0qz_bRmQlY/s1600-h/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265289203614348562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SRIQok0h9RI/AAAAAAAAAEc/r0qz_bRmQlY/s320/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perfect for keeping little ones warm and toasty!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SRIQe1yw5HI/AAAAAAAAAEU/TJorAmlnzuM/s1600-h/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265289036371649650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SRIQe1yw5HI/AAAAAAAAAEU/TJorAmlnzuM/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-4575808265927501096?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/4575808265927501096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=4575808265927501096' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/4575808265927501096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/4575808265927501096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2008/11/eskimo-baby.html' title='Eskimo Baby'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SRIQok0h9RI/AAAAAAAAAEc/r0qz_bRmQlY/s72-c/DSC_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-4947263046656167667</id><published>2008-11-03T09:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T09:20:08.751-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty goodness'/><title type='text'>Felt Food Frenzy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've done alot of brainstorming when it comes to Christmas gifts for this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan is to make as many handmade gifts as possible, especially for the kids. One of the things I decided to make is felt play food. This gift is mainly geared toward Owen, especially since Elise will just stick the food in her mouth and drool all over it. Owen loves to play with the kitchen in his toy room and it is usually the first toy is goes towards when in the basement. I have found alot of felt food patterns on Etsy. One seller that caught my eye right away is: &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=6192066="&gt;Gulf Coast Cottage&lt;/a&gt;. She has alot of patterns to choose frome and they are all so cute, especially this one: &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=16803431="&gt;Little Cake Decorator&lt;/a&gt; (which I can promise you, I will be purchasing). I thought I also might add, if you purchase four of her patterns, you get the fifth FREE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-4947263046656167667?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/4947263046656167667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=4947263046656167667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/4947263046656167667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/4947263046656167667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2008/11/felt-food-frenzy.html' title='Felt Food Frenzy'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-3223399360940527408</id><published>2008-10-30T11:09:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T09:20:50.113-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty goodness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Cupcakes, anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SRCqeaPdjiI/AAAAAAAAAEM/WDyXdmpytrI/s1600-h/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264895403813080610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SRCqeaPdjiI/AAAAAAAAAEM/WDyXdmpytrI/s320/DSC_0029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SRCqU2SfaDI/AAAAAAAAAEE/BO8UCqUYIZU/s1600-h/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264895239543285810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SRCqU2SfaDI/AAAAAAAAAEE/BO8UCqUYIZU/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Halloween goodies to share...Cupcake Pops, courtesy of &lt;a href="http://bakerella.blogspot.com/2008/04/make-your-cupcakes-pop.html="&gt;Bakerella&lt;/a&gt;. Aren't these yummy looking - just image how even yummier they look in person - lol! Unfortunately Bakerella's creations put mine to shame (mine obviously aren't as pretty) - but they were fun to make all the same. Owen's eyes lit up when they were finally done (unfortunately, not a very quick project). He kept asking, "Are we allowed to have a cupcake pop?" Lucky for me Halloween is tomorrow, or I'd be getting this question far more often than I would like to hear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't make it to my blog tomorrow, have a Happy Halloween!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-3223399360940527408?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/3223399360940527408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=3223399360940527408' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/3223399360940527408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/3223399360940527408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2008/10/cupcakes-anyone.html' title='Cupcakes, anyone?'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SRCqeaPdjiI/AAAAAAAAAEM/WDyXdmpytrI/s72-c/DSC_0029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-8013613558412986551</id><published>2008-10-27T13:29:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T09:20:33.855-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty goodness'/><title type='text'>I Hate Spiders!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Except for these little guys.... Aren't they cute? I'm making Halloween goodies for the neighbors and whipped up these "too cute to be scary" cards (courtesy of this fabulously talented chick: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href="&gt;Jennifer McGuire&lt;/a&gt;). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I snagged her idea but changed things up a bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SQX-DrVXUcI/AAAAAAAAADk/KuoNuhO1YOs/s1600-h/Happy+Halloween+Spider.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261891078777688514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SQX-DrVXUcI/AAAAAAAAADk/KuoNuhO1YOs/s320/Happy+Halloween+Spider.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hero Arts Spider Stamp, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stampin' Up! Cardstock, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hero Arts Acetate Cards, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cuttlebug, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stazon Ink &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;misc: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Google Eyes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Raffia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-8013613558412986551?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/8013613558412986551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=8013613558412986551' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/8013613558412986551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/8013613558412986551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-hate-spiders.html' title='I Hate Spiders!'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SQX-DrVXUcI/AAAAAAAAADk/KuoNuhO1YOs/s72-c/Happy+Halloween+Spider.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-1108993508708072275</id><published>2008-10-21T13:49:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T09:18:08.360-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Look at those...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;...Blue eyes! Aren't they just gorgeous? Owen, Elise and my husband Mark were all blessed with the blue eye gene. I'm somewhat jealous those baby blues don't run on my side of the family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SP4WViai-uI/AAAAAAAAADE/CBUfpLDgV5c/s1600-h/Look+at+those+Baby+Blues.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259665974086531810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SP4WViai-uI/AAAAAAAAADE/CBUfpLDgV5c/s320/Look+at+those+Baby+Blues.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; I just want to squeeze her cheeks - don't you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm in the process of making a doll for Elise; it is all done minus the facial features. Next post I'll share pictures. Lots of Christmas gifts are going to be handmade this year. I'm narrowing down my lineup of goods to make - lots I want to get accomplished over the next couple of months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you have made a gift for someone I would love to see/hear your ideas! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-1108993508708072275?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/1108993508708072275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=1108993508708072275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/1108993508708072275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/1108993508708072275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2008/10/look-at-those.html' title='Look at those...'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SP4WViai-uI/AAAAAAAAADE/CBUfpLDgV5c/s72-c/Look+at+those+Baby+Blues.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-1895643992183740651</id><published>2008-10-11T16:45:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T09:21:07.517-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty goodness'/><title type='text'>I Made Something</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just when I thought I'd get no scrapping done, I was able to knock out this cute little mini, courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5378571/"&gt;Love Joleen Studio&lt;/a&gt;. The "Spring Fling Mini Book" was easy to complete - she included everything I needed, minus some necessary staples (scissors and adhesive). As soon as my prints arrive I can complete each page with a wallet-sized picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the pages inside:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SPESW8UgU_I/AAAAAAAAACs/j_V_S3CP7oQ/s1600-h/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256002425476633586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SPESW8UgU_I/AAAAAAAAACs/j_V_S3CP7oQ/s320/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Ribbon scraps tied to the binding and some bling added to the flower's center. The flower looks a little flat, I think I may add some "Orange Peel" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rangerink.com/products/prod_decorativeglue_stickles.htm/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stickles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;em&gt; to the petals for some pop.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SPESXCVxfYI/AAAAAAAAAC0/f4qAbxtbeNo/s1600-h/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256002427092565378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SPESXCVxfYI/AAAAAAAAAC0/f4qAbxtbeNo/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Orange ribbon with green sequins adhered to the center.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256002445329762514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SPESYGR3CNI/AAAAAAAAAC8/gqTIP2Om2OY/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last page with another bling center added to the flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SPER5sVoHWI/AAAAAAAAACM/vmaBRqFyo_o/s1600-h/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SPER6EPer5I/AAAAAAAAACU/nFo_X28oiRM/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SPER6p0v3FI/AAAAAAAAACk/fScOROGX3FE/s1600-h/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-1895643992183740651?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/1895643992183740651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=1895643992183740651' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/1895643992183740651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/1895643992183740651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-made-something.html' title='I Made Something'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SPESW8UgU_I/AAAAAAAAACs/j_V_S3CP7oQ/s72-c/DSC_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-1825445060646468072</id><published>2008-10-06T21:10:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T09:19:22.024-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Hello Autumn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SOq6SruVLTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/goQWorYqRQ8/s1600-h/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254216745418566962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SOq6SruVLTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/goQWorYqRQ8/s320/DSC_0024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We officially kicked off the weekend by attending the Sunflower Festival at &lt;a href="http://www.gormanfarm.org/"&gt;Gorman Heritage Farm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unfortunately because of the drought, we were not able to see or pick any sunflowers. The hayride, farm animals, children's garden and pumpkin painting kept Owen very busy. Speaking of the children's garden... Instead of having a quiet day at the farm, Owen wanted nothing more than to "work". "I just want to work", he said when asked what he wanted to do. So work he did, in the children's garden. There were child-sized wheelbarrows, shovels, and troughs for the wee ones to play with. I videotaped Owen and the fruits of his labor - if I get a second this week, I'll figure out how to upload some video footage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SOq6Cs94ljI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZhgdMs4ZTME/s1600-h/DSC_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254216470874330674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SOq6Cs94ljI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZhgdMs4ZTME/s320/DSC_0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Owen taking some time out before picking out the perfect pumpkin to paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SOq52w1lGhI/AAAAAAAAABs/J8gRMuxkOH4/s1600-h/DSC_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254216265754810898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SOq52w1lGhI/AAAAAAAAABs/J8gRMuxkOH4/s320/DSC_0047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Elise hanging out in the Snugli - she was a trooper the whole day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-1825445060646468072?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/1825445060646468072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=1825445060646468072' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/1825445060646468072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/1825445060646468072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-autumn.html' title='Hello Autumn'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SOq6SruVLTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/goQWorYqRQ8/s72-c/DSC_0024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-779437153506209459</id><published>2007-09-03T14:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T14:33:26.081-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Success</title><content type='html'>I'm not the most patient person when it comes to learning something new.  I want instant results and immediate satisfaction.  I bought Owen a new puzzle.  When he doesn't get the piece in right away he gets frustrated and tosses the piece and attempts to go to something else.  I ask him if he wants my help and all he does is throws his hands in the air, as if he is giving up.  It's funny when you see some of yourself in your child and realize thats not the part you want him encompassing.  I learned that if I want to teach him patience, I need to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quote below pretty much sums up what I have been struggling with lately.  The picture was taken by me and I just love how the fortune's reflection is in the ceramic plate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/RtxRrIvCNJI/AAAAAAAAABY/zLhkoIs6TdY/s1600-h/Fortune+Cookies+6+Fixed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106045879052285074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/RtxRrIvCNJI/AAAAAAAAABY/zLhkoIs6TdY/s320/Fortune+Cookies+6+Fixed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-779437153506209459?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/779437153506209459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=779437153506209459' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/779437153506209459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/779437153506209459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2007/09/success.html' title='Success'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/RtxRrIvCNJI/AAAAAAAAABY/zLhkoIs6TdY/s72-c/Fortune+Cookies+6+Fixed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-7102242472129840297</id><published>2007-08-20T21:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T22:03:54.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Very Busy</title><content type='html'>Obviously I have been on a long blog hiatus; I highly doubt anyone even reads this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes by way too fast with an 18-month old. Owen is always on the go, barely able to sit still (what kid does anyways, right?). He loves to eat "ra-ra" (ravioli) and eats plenty of fruits and vegetables. Not only does Owen know his animals, he can makes their corresponding sounds as well: duck, chicken, bird, horse, cow, cat, dog, goat, and sheep. "Pooh" (My Friends Tigger and Pooh) and "Jo Jo" (Jo Jo's Circus) are frequent requests in our house. Owen loves to read, dance and slide down his Little Tikes slide into his ball pit. As far as toys, forget it. Owen can often be seen playing at Daddy's workbench with the screws and bolts. Who knew that metal could be so amazing? He's obviously total boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I ever mentioned, but last Christmas Mark and I bought ourselves the Nikon D80. I love the camera but am pretty sick of automatic and wanted to learn all about manual mode. I took the leap a week ago and started taking an online photography class by &lt;a href ="http://www.amberludlowphotodesign.typepad.com/"&gt;Amber Ludlow&lt;/a&gt;.  I also had a logo designed for my future photography business (wink wink) by &lt;a href ="http://www.trisharobertson.com/"&gt;Trisha Robertson&lt;/a&gt;.  You can see the watermark in my photo below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/Rso8HYvCNHI/AAAAAAAAABI/A2x4Vs6DsLs/s1600-h/Copyright+Sample+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100955625546986610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/Rso8HYvCNHI/AAAAAAAAABI/A2x4Vs6DsLs/s320/Copyright+Sample+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully I can keep up with posting more frequently than I have been.  Maybe after my class my pictures will improve and I'll have some worthwhile pictures to share.  Until then, ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-7102242472129840297?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/7102242472129840297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=7102242472129840297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/7102242472129840297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/7102242472129840297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2007/08/very-very-busy.html' title='Very Very Busy'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/Rso8HYvCNHI/AAAAAAAAABI/A2x4Vs6DsLs/s72-c/Copyright+Sample+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-8438097418296568245</id><published>2007-03-02T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T13:49:43.525-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Catch Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here's a couple pictures I snapped this week... Playing catch up; I didn't think I could keep up with taking a picture every day. I know what you are thinking, she doesn't have a picture for March 1st. I have a reasonable explanation - Yesterday Owen started with a stomach virus, which is apparently making it's way around town. The porr little guy is usually a champ at eating, but unfortunately we have stuck to a bread, cereal and cracker diet with lots of fluids. At least he still has the energy to play, even if all he did today was watch his Fisher Price Little People race car go around and around the track. The nurse at the doctor's office say this can last up to 7 days - 5 more days to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POTD: 2/28/2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/RehvThqJhXI/AAAAAAAAAA0/a817SoeFD14/s1600-h/Single+and+Loving+It"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037398564457252210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/RehvThqJhXI/AAAAAAAAAA0/a817SoeFD14/s320/Single+and+Loving+It" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POTD: 3/2/2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/RehvFRqJhWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/267DCcuYfPE/s1600-h/Blue+Eyes+-+Lighter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037398319644116322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/RehvFRqJhWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/267DCcuYfPE/s320/Blue+Eyes+-+Lighter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-8438097418296568245?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/8438097418296568245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=8438097418296568245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/8438097418296568245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/8438097418296568245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2007/03/playing-catch-up.html' title='Playing Catch Up'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/RehvThqJhXI/AAAAAAAAAA0/a817SoeFD14/s72-c/Single+and+Loving+It' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-1561937239816292032</id><published>2007-02-25T11:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T12:01:03.348-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Owen turns ONE!</title><content type='html'>Although I can't believe it, Owen turned 1 on February 18th. We had a birthday party for him and invited pretty much all of our family and friends. We went all out - Owen had a monkey-themed party. I made the invitations, which had monkeys on them, he had a monkey shaped cake and sugar cookies that said: Happy Birthday Owen w/ monkeys on them! Everyone that acame was more than generous; our family room is busting at the seams with toys. One of Owen's favorite gifts was a John Deere cell phone and keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of cell phones, that seems to be Owen's favorite thing. All he wants in his hands at all times is a cell phone or phone of somesort. I think he has 5 toy phones, at the least. "Call Call" is what he calls them - sooo cute. And the way he says keys is just precious: "keyyyy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel badly I haven't posted in sooo long, but needless to say Owen keeps me very busy and always on my toes - especially now that he is walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/ReG-WRe0DyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jS4FwJFxO8s/s1600-h/DSC_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035515148235968290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/ReG-WRe0DyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jS4FwJFxO8s/s320/DSC_0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/ReG-BRe0DxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_UP9H2epNnY/s1600-h/DSC_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035514787458715410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/ReG-BRe0DxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_UP9H2epNnY/s320/DSC_0049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-1561937239816292032?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/1561937239816292032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=1561937239816292032' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/1561937239816292032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/1561937239816292032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2007/02/owen-turns-one.html' title='Owen turns ONE!'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/ReG-WRe0DyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jS4FwJFxO8s/s72-c/DSC_0046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-490100371629509245</id><published>2006-12-01T09:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T09:37:15.768-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Owen Meets Santa Claus</title><content type='html'>Trying to get caught up on the blog - been to long since I posted anything.  Since the last time I updated, Owen has gotten his two bottom teeth and is currently working on his top.  Owen's 9 month exam revealed he is 21 pounds and 29 3/4" long!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple weekends ago, Owen met Santa Claus at the mall.  Initially we didn't think Owen seemed to mind to much (as evidenced by picture #1).  But as you can see in picture #2, fear immediately set in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2464/1501/1600/628965/DSC06480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2464/1501/320/706529/DSC06480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2464/1501/1600/591509/DSC06482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2464/1501/320/266324/DSC06482.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-490100371629509245?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/490100371629509245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=490100371629509245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/490100371629509245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/490100371629509245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2006/12/owen-meets-santa-claus.html' title='Owen Meets Santa Claus'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-917459232921619540</id><published>2006-11-01T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T20:01:08.415-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lions and Tigers and Bears - OH MY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2464/1501/1600/392949592405_0_SM[1].1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy post-Halloween. Weather was pretty shitty here all day - continuous rain storms. Luckily the weather decided to clear up by the time trick-or-treating was to begin.  It was Owen's first Halloween and I couldn't have been more excited.  Even though Owen could have really cared less, I couldn't wait to get him in his lion costume - ROAARRRR! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2464/1501/1600/812949592405_0_ALB[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2464/1501/320/812949592405_0_ALB%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2464/1501/1600/165459592405_0_ALB[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2464/1501/320/165459592405_0_ALB%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-917459232921619540?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/917459232921619540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=917459232921619540' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/917459232921619540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/917459232921619540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2006/11/lions-and-tigers-and-bears-oh-my.html' title='Lions and Tigers and Bears - OH MY!'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-2138698374391997753</id><published>2006-10-30T20:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T20:58:15.057-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Fever</title><content type='html'>I love Fall - my favorite season of all (Spring coming in as a close second)! Today I woke up to a mild October day and realized I don't have many pictures of Owen outdoors this time of year. Thought I should hurry and take advantage before the weather takes a turn for the worse.  I got a few shots I was happy with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2464/1501/1600/DSC00692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2464/1501/320/DSC00692.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2464/1501/1600/DSC00699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2464/1501/320/DSC00699.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2464/1501/1600/DSC00716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2464/1501/320/DSC00716.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we carved our pumpkin; was looking so forward to that.  Haven't carved a pumpkin since high school.  Tomorrow is Halloween - Owen is going to be a lion.  Lemme tell you the costume is the cuuutest - The Children's Place outdid themselves this year!!!  Stay tuned... pictures to come! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-2138698374391997753?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/2138698374391997753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=2138698374391997753' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/2138698374391997753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/2138698374391997753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2006/10/fall-fever.html' title='Fall Fever'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-115992196556337702</id><published>2006-10-03T20:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T20:32:45.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Picking at the Farm</title><content type='html'>... at Benton Family Farm in Kentucky;  thats what we did this past weekend.  The weather was gorgeous, to say the least.  Sunny and mild, in the 70's - perfect fall day!  Headed out to Kentucky for hayrides, pumpkin picking - the whole nine yards.  Didn't get too many shots of Owen.  He either avoided the camera or just gave straight-faced glares - lol! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture below was purely an accident.  Owen was sitting next to a pumpkin as we were trying to get the "perfect" shot.  Basically he tumbled backwards and I got what you see below.  As I was reviewing pics, I was going to delete this one, but ended up falling in love with the way it looks.  It's one of my favorites.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/DSC00573%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/DSC00573%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture makes me melt - my half brother Trevis and Kaylee.  Isn't she a doll - she sure likes to ham it up for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/dsc00565%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/dsc00565%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/DSC00592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/DSC00592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-115992196556337702?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/115992196556337702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=115992196556337702' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/115992196556337702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/115992196556337702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2006/10/pumpkin-picking-at-farm.html' title='Pumpkin Picking at the Farm'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-115808217932885292</id><published>2006-09-12T13:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T13:29:39.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day at the Fair</title><content type='html'>We went to the Harvest Home Fair, a local fair in our town, this past Sunday.  It's been running for 147 years!!!  The Bengals were also playing (and won!!!) - notice the Bengal tiger on Owen's hat?  I'm so glad this kid will actually keep a hat on for more than 5 minutes - lol! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/DSC00440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/DSC00440.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was lots to do and see.  I can't wait until Owen gets a little older and we take him on the rides - especially the ferris wheel.  But in the meantime, we will stick to the sightseeing.  There was a petting zoo with chickens, rabbits and sheep, plus these adorable baby chicks.  I'm so glad Mark got this shot.  It's not the best, but definately adorable!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/DSC00450.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/DSC00450.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the meantime, Owen is finally sitting up.  Didn't think he would ever make that milestone - kept falling to the side.  He is also crawling, which came totally out of the blue.  One minute he was stationary in one spot, the other scooting to anything he can get his hands on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-115808217932885292?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/115808217932885292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=115808217932885292' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/115808217932885292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/115808217932885292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2006/09/day-at-fair.html' title='Day at the Fair'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-115704979722452867</id><published>2006-08-31T14:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T16:05:12.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperately in Need of a Laugh</title><content type='html'>Only one word can describe our house right now: sick, sick &amp; sick. Ok, so that was three words, but you get the idea. Owen sick, hubby sick &amp;amp; you guessed it; me sick too! Ugh - I don't think it can get any worse. Oddly enough, Owen is the healthiest out of all three of us, his energy level just amazes me. Being sick is never fun, and I always feel like I am being the biggest of babies, but it's not any more fun when your kiddo is sick as well. I can't take care of myself, let along Mark and Owen, too. Sigh... And Mark and I were in definate need of some sleep action or neither one of us is bound to get better. So, (even though I didn't want to) we sent Owen to Mark's Mom's house today so we could get some major rest action. Hopefully we all start feeling better soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being stuck in bed today, I definately was in need of a laugh or two. Coincidentally I stumbled upon this while surfin' the net: &lt;a href="http://www.scrappedmovie.com"&gt;Scrapped: the movie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;. Wes Thomson is hilarious - I can't wait to see this movie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-115704979722452867?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/115704979722452867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=115704979722452867' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/115704979722452867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/115704979722452867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2006/08/desperately-in-need-of-laugh.html' title='Desperately in Need of a Laugh'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-115678167726821979</id><published>2006-08-28T11:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T12:30:18.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Never too Late</title><content type='html'>Too much has been going on and in such little time. I know it's been too long since I've blogged, just havne't had the extra time to sit at the computer, really. Here is a run-down of all thats been going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Say It's Your Birthday: I'm another year older; turned 26 on August 27th. Had a pleasant day spend with family and friends. The only thing I regret is Owen sleeping through all the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/IMG_1865.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/IMG_1865.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/IMG_1870.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/IMG_1870.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/DSC03797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/DSC03797.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby News: Since the last time I have blooged has turned 5 &amp; 6 months old! I am convinced I don't have an infant anymore, but a toddler. At his 6 month check-up Owen weighed in at 19 pounds, 28 3/4" long! He is the same size as some of my friends' 1 year-olds! Owen makes me so happy - he is such a happy and easy-going kid. Always smiling and lauging it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/Owen%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/Owen%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl Time: Haven't been out with any of my friends solo much since Owen's been born. Mark, being the sweet hubby that he is told me to go out with Michelle. And that I did. Michelle and I took a Friday night by storm - went to Bar Louie, had some appetizers and martinis (you gotta try a Passion-tini - yummm!). Afterwards we headed to Jefferson Hall for a lil dancing and good tunes. This place had a live band; you gotta love some good old live music once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/IMG_1857.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/IMG_1857.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/IMG_1865.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/IMG_1865.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/IMG_1870.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/IMG_1857.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now, folks. Hopefully I can devote a little more time to the blog in the near future!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-115678167726821979?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/115678167726821979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=115678167726821979' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/115678167726821979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/115678167726821979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2006/08/never-too-late.html' title='Never too Late'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-115395452334700276</id><published>2006-07-26T18:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T18:55:23.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quack, Quack...</title><content type='html'>Took Owen to the park today and met up with Jennifer, whom I haven't seen since we both gave birth to our kiddos.  It was real nice to catch up and finally see her and lil Morgan Rose.  Lemme tell you, she is suck a lil squirt; sooo tiny.  I don't remember Owen ever being that tiny - and they are only a month and a week apart!  And man 'o man - look at her head of hair!  She really does make Owen look like a bald old man - lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day...  Sat on a blanket, in the shade under a tree and had some good conversation. The lake had some major duck action. We made the horrible mistake of feeding them bread - they kept coming back for more.  They got sooo close, almost waddled right onto the blanket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/DSC00366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/DSC00366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/dsc00369.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/dsc00369.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/dsc00370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/dsc00370.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/DSC00376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/DSC00376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/DSC00378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/DSC00378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/dsc00369.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-115395452334700276?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/115395452334700276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=115395452334700276' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/115395452334700276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/115395452334700276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2006/07/quack-quack.html' title='Quack, Quack...'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-115263069408044719</id><published>2006-07-11T10:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T11:17:32.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Owen's First Swim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Owen loved the pool (even though at first I think he had some mixed emotions). There was no doubt in my mind that he would, seeing as he loves taking baths.  Lemme tell you, we were sooo excited to take Owen swimming! He was all decked out in matching swim trunks, t-shirt and hat. Too cute, I tell you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are some favorite pictures from Owen's fun-filled day:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/118_1824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/118_1824.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/118_1842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/118_1842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/118_1836.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/118_1836.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-115263069408044719?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/115263069408044719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=115263069408044719' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/115263069408044719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/115263069408044719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2006/07/owens-first-swim.html' title='Owen&apos;s First Swim'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-115169188994387833</id><published>2006-06-30T13:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T12:51:06.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Months and Counting...</title><content type='html'>I hate that I haven't been updating this thing regularly! Time never used to be an issue for me. Some days I feel as though I have so much on my plate - I don't get as much time to blog as I would like to - definately not high on the priorities - sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news: Owen turned 4 months on June 18th. Weighing in at 17 lbs. and 9 ounces; he is 27 3/4" in length - definately in the 100th percentile - lol! At his 4 month appointment the doctor told us we could start Rice Cereal, and it's going very well. First couple times more cereal ended up on the bib than in his mouth, of course! But Owen is taking it like a champ, and 2-3 times a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/DSC00325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/DSC00325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little late on this tidbit, but Owen started to roll over (from back to belly) last month (at 3 months) - it's sooo cute! And when he realized he could do a new trick of course he is doing it all the time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/DSC00295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/DSC00295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-115169188994387833?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/115169188994387833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=115169188994387833' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/115169188994387833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/115169188994387833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2006/06/4-months-and-counting_30.html' title='4 Months and Counting...'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-114904659270044677</id><published>2006-05-30T23:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T23:47:43.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Re-Cap</title><content type='html'>Another busy weekend, come and gone... Everyday we had somewhere to go or something going on. Not too much to say, but I think we wore poor little Owen out. Mainly just a bunch of birthday and Memorial Day parties. Here are some pictures to highlight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/117_1761.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/117_1761.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/117_1767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/117_1767.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme fast forward to today. I got to meet &lt;a href="http://jillbarnett.typepad.com/"&gt;Jill&lt;/a&gt;. Jill came to Lexington to stay with family for a bit and decided to make the 2 hour and 20 minute (Jill, bless your heart for sitting at the wheel that long!) drive to Cincinnati to hang with me! We chatted over lunch and then headed back to my place where she took some sweet pictures of me and my babe, Owen. The picture below was taken before Jill left. Man, she is making me look like Casper - your tan looks great, girlie. But seriously, Jill was such a sweetie and so easy to talk to. It was a good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/117_1770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/117_1770.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-114904659270044677?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/114904659270044677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=114904659270044677' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/114904659270044677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/114904659270044677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2006/05/weekend-re-cap.html' title='Weekend Re-Cap'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-114858081706086291</id><published>2006-05-25T14:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T14:14:43.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/117_1746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/117_1746.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...that's how I feel right now. I feel like I can't seem to get everything done that I intend to. No matter how many "to do:" lists I compile, they are always staring right back in my face - they never seem to go away! I never knew how behind I would feel after having a baby. Everyone tells me it will get better; when people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is yardwork to be done, gargage needs to be cleaned, house is a wreck and there is laundry to be done. The only things that seem to be in order around here are Owen-related. His room is sparkling, his clothes are clean and he is all taken care of. In no way am I complaining. It just amazes me how easy it is to neglect ourselves when we have children. I promised myself that would never happen, I vowed. I just love him so much, I don't take that "me" time. Instead of going shopping for me, I'd much rather buy clothes for him. I don't think any other kid could be as stocked in clothing as this lil guy. I think I should start buying stock in Baby Gap, Old Navy, Gymboree and The Children's Place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I did a lil something for Owen and myself. I had been dying to get outdoors, especially since the last week or so was nothing but rain and storms. Currently it is 82 degrees outiside - time to get outta the house. Owen and I took a walk around the whole neighborhood - well worth it; put Owen to sleep, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep my fingers crossed that next week is a different story. Starting this weekend I am off for 7 days!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-114858081706086291?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/114858081706086291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=114858081706086291' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/114858081706086291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/114858081706086291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2006/05/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted...'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-114807274599698029</id><published>2006-05-19T15:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T12:54:15.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day Late and a Dollar Short</title><content type='html'>Can you say "slacker"? I swear I always intend to update this thing, but I have gotten caught up in so many things going on, I always tend to but the 'ol blog on the backburner. Shame on me; I'm trying, really, I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much has happened in the last few months: I officially started back to work (man, 12 weeks of maternity leave just isn't enough), Owen got baptised and turned 3 months on May 18th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a pic from Owen's baptism:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/117_1725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/117_1725.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew once I had a child that life was going to go so much faster, but I never imagined it was going to go into over-drive! So many things are happening and sooo fast. Really makes you stop and appreciate everything that you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here I leave you with a little Spring fever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/117_1702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/117_1702.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-114807274599698029?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/114807274599698029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=114807274599698029' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/114807274599698029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/114807274599698029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-late-and-dollar-short.html' title='A Day Late and a Dollar Short'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-114591423769366040</id><published>2006-04-24T17:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T17:30:37.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged...</title><content type='html'>...by &lt;a href = "http://thisis me.typepad.com"&gt;Brandi&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my fridge:&lt;br /&gt;1. milk&lt;br /&gt;2. eggs&lt;br /&gt;3. cheese&lt;br /&gt;4. strawberry yogurt&lt;br /&gt;5. Sprite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my closet:&lt;br /&gt;1. white fluffy Victoria's Secret robe that says: "Dreamer" on the back&lt;br /&gt;2. my wedding dress in a box&lt;br /&gt;3. tons of flip flops!&lt;br /&gt;4. scrubs (I'm a nurse)&lt;br /&gt;5. carpet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my purse:&lt;br /&gt;1. Clinique lip gloss&lt;br /&gt;2. burp cloth&lt;br /&gt;3. cell phone&lt;br /&gt;4. date book&lt;br /&gt;5. loose change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my car:&lt;br /&gt;1. insurance card&lt;br /&gt;2. Disney Lullabies CD&lt;br /&gt;3. Stroller&lt;br /&gt;4. bible&lt;br /&gt;5. garage door opener&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my TIVO (my figurative TIVO-lol):&lt;br /&gt;1. Days of our Lives&lt;br /&gt;2. Dr. Phil&lt;br /&gt;3. Desperate Housewives&lt;br /&gt;4. Grey's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;5. Judge Judy - hee hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's your turn. I tag... &lt;a href = "http://jillbarnett.blogspot.com"&gt;Jill&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-114591423769366040?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/114591423769366040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=114591423769366040' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/114591423769366040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/114591423769366040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2006/04/tagged.html' title='Tagged...'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-114193931149402796</id><published>2006-03-09T16:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T17:52:49.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Parts</title><content type='html'>Man, time sure does fly by when you are having fun,  huh?  I can't believe Owen will be 3 weeks old this Saturday.  Before I know it, he will be a month old already.  I feel like it was just yesterday that I was giving birth to this lil guy!  Makes you truly want to purely enjoy every moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owen had his first photo shoot today.  Well, technically it was his second.  (When we brought Owen home from the hospital we had a photographer come over and capture some pictures when he was a week old.)  Although the photo shoot today wasn't professional by any means, my friend and I had a blast shooting all his cute little baby parts.  Below are a few of my favorites.  Not too shabby for a gloomy day with rain and thunder, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/DSC01081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/DSC01081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/DSC01080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/DSC01080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/DSC01068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/DSC01068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/DSC01061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/DSC01061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I actually plan on using this picture in Owen's baby announcements.  For anyone who received the CK Top Ten issue, turn to page 69.  I'm totally going to "lift" the baby announcement made by Wendy Sue Anderson (Making Memories).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-114193931149402796?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/114193931149402796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=114193931149402796' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/114193931149402796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/114193931149402796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2006/03/baby-parts.html' title='Baby Parts'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-114054921897813292</id><published>2006-02-21T14:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T14:13:38.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Prince has Arrived!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/1owen%20andrea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/1owen%20andrea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby Owen is finally here! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark and I couldn't be happier.  Owen is just the most precious thing - we couldn't ask for anything more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the stats:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born on Saturday, February 18th at 2:31am8 lbs. 4 oz &amp; measuring 21.5 inches long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about the short post.   I'll update more later.  Thanks for peeking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/1o%20group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/1o%20group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/1IMG_1519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/1IMG_1519.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-114054921897813292?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/114054921897813292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=114054921897813292' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/114054921897813292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/114054921897813292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2006/02/prince-has-arrived.html' title='The Prince has Arrived!'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-113986590854749815</id><published>2006-02-13T16:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T19:57:54.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Save the Date: 2/17/06...</title><content type='html'>...for an induction!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yipppeee - I am scheduled to be induced this Friday, February 17th at 12pm.  I went to the doctor this afternoon, was still 2cm dilated but continue with elevated blood pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo, doctor says: "How does Friday at Noon sound?"  I'm like, "Are you kidding me?"  Surely, he was serious - I just can't believe by the end of the weekend I'll have my lil sprout in my arms!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether to be excited or scared to death - LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-113986590854749815?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/113986590854749815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=113986590854749815' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/113986590854749815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/113986590854749815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2006/02/save-date-21706.html' title='Save the Date: 2/17/06...'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-113934220885419622</id><published>2006-02-07T14:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T15:36:54.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember Mood Rings?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Mood Ring is Red&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/moodringgenerator/red.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Excited&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Energized&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Adventurous&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Ready to go&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/moodringgenerator"&gt;Mood Ring Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-113934220885419622?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/113934220885419622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=113934220885419622' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/113934220885419622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/113934220885419622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2006/02/remember-mood-rings.html' title='Remember Mood Rings?'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-113883945616850184</id><published>2006-02-01T19:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T19:17:36.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Seriously Have Issues...</title><content type='html'>...with scrapbooking, that is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got it, I got it!!!  And it's all for moi.  For anyone who drooled over and ordered the Jenni Bowlin Papercrafting Kit, you know what I'm talking about.  This kit is to die for...  I'm not a scrapbooking kit kinda girl - never got into them really.  Or maybe I just never found the right one - until now!  I'm seriously in love, this kit is the bomb.  Just look at all that yummy stuff I get to play with!  Now I can stalk the mailman until February 10th when this bad boy is due to arrive at my doorstep! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anyone who doesn't know about this kit, you can take a looksie here: &lt;a href="http://www.jennibowlin.com"&gt;Jenni Bowlin Studio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;.  There is also a matching Project Kit you can order as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/PaperKit_Main[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/PaperKit_Main%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note...  I cannot believe it is February already!  Man 'o man, time sure does fly when you are having fun.  But in my case, time must fly when you are in misery (a little dramatic I know - I gotta milk it, don't I?).  But seriously, the backaches have come into full gear and I'm just ready to have this baby already.  I'm so anxious to see little Owen - see what he looks like and just hold him in my arms.  Technically, only 25 days to go!  Next doctor appointment is this Friday - I can't wait to see how I am progressing.  More to come then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-113883945616850184?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/113883945616850184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=113883945616850184' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/113883945616850184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/113883945616850184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-seriously-have-issues.html' title='I Seriously Have Issues...'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-113876076188356940</id><published>2006-01-31T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T21:49:33.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on Inside, Baby Owen's Room...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/DSC00077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/DSC00077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people have been asking to see the baby's room. I have finally gotten around to taking some pictures - hope you get the jist. Now for a little tour - lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture on the left is the clothes hamper you see as you walk into the room. Below is the changing table. On the shelves are baskets that contain diapers in the top basket and toys in the bottom basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/DSC00073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/DSC00073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/DSC00072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/DSC00072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you can see the window treatments, a valance and matching sheers underneath with stars. To the left is a small accent table with lamp, frame and matching clock. I hated posting these pics because the room isn't quite complete yet. The accent table is missing a tablecloth, which is being made as we speak. it will be a small brick red and cream gingham. Next to the table will be a denim upholstered glider with matching ottoman. On one of the bare walls there will also be a matching shelf that matches the bedding, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/DSC00069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/DSC00069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/DSC00066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/DSC00066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here to the left is the crib in all it's glory. The theme of the room is vintage firetrucks and dalmatians. The mobile has hanging dalmatians as well as fire hydrants - hee hee! Below is a close-up of the mobile and inside of the crib.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/DSC00065.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/DSC00065.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There you have it, Owen's room in a nutshell - I hope you enjoyed it! All bedding and matching accessories are designed by &lt;a href="http://www.wendybellissimo.com/nursery/firetruck/index.php"&gt;Wendy Bellissimo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; and can be found at &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/browse/-/540744/ref=rd_bru_hp_STE/102-4481259-1416917"&gt;Babies R Us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-113876076188356940?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/113876076188356940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=113876076188356940' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/113876076188356940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/113876076188356940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2006/01/come-on-inside-baby-owens-room.html' title='Come on Inside, Baby Owen&apos;s Room...'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-113865376430239333</id><published>2006-01-30T15:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T19:15:46.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Clothes are Cuuute!</title><content type='html'>I don't care what anyone tells me, baby clothes are just too cute for words... Baby Gap, The Children's Place, Gymboree - the list just goes on and on. It seems now-a-days I'd rather buy baby clothes than buy something for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got the sweetest package in the mail from a sweet, sweet Pea: &lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Jill&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/Rugby%20One-Piece.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/Rugby%20One-Piece.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Above is the most adorable little Rugby one-piece Jill so thoughtfully sent my way - I was blown away! I think she was reading my mind, or we have the same taste in clothes, considering the last time I was at The Children's Place I saw this outfit but never ended up getting it - isn't it the cutest?! Ooops, I can't forget the matching cream bootie socks - thank you, Jill!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that wasn't enough... I'm a little late in posting this, (sorry, Julie!) but... Earlier last week Julie sent me a lil mail love as well. Julie was so sweet to make this door knob hanger for little Owen's room - it's just precious!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/754909[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/754909%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/Rugby%20One-Piece.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As if that wasn't enough she got me a cute romper from Baby Gap that is blue with little elephants on the front. Thank you Julie! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-113865376430239333?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/113865376430239333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=113865376430239333' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/113865376430239333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/113865376430239333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2006/01/baby-clothes-are-cuuute.html' title='Baby Clothes are Cuuute!'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-113797759399617514</id><published>2006-01-22T19:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T20:56:00.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love my Mailman!</title><content type='html'>Gotta love a good mail day! Not only are good mail days sweet but a great mail week is even better - LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goods came rolling in starting on Thursday this past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;: I got a fabulous RAK consisting of several Artistic Expressions Tins from: &lt;a href="http://www.twopeasinabucket.com/userprofile.asp?user_id=80237"&gt;mom2kkj&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;: I got another fabulous RAK, this time from: &lt;a href="http://www.twopeasinabucket.com/userprofile.aspuser_id=208478"&gt;Mom2Tom&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I recieved some awesome Art Warehouse rub-ons I've had a really hard time tracking down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;: Yeah, I know the mail doesn't come on Sunday - although I wish it did. A friend, &lt;a href="http://www.twopeasinabucket.com/userprofile.asp?user_id=176767"&gt;callmeboots&lt;/a&gt;, dropped off some scrap goodies for me. Her and I placed an order together this past week from &lt;a href="http://www.amillionlittlethings.com"&gt;A Million Little Things&lt;/a&gt;. Since we were both placing orders, we decided to place a joint order to get free shipping; since our orders together totaled over $75.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all the goodies I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Heidi Swapp Schizophrenic Chipboard in Ocean Blue&lt;br /&gt;*Prima Forever Flowers: Daisy Seduction&lt;br /&gt;*Fontwerks Rub-Ons: Beauty &amp; Circles 'n Stuff&lt;br /&gt;*American Crafts Letter Stickers: Roosevelt &amp;amp; Kennedy&lt;br /&gt;*KI Memories Christmas pp&lt;br /&gt;*Making Memories Vintage Hip pp&lt;br /&gt;*Strano Designs ribbon&lt;br /&gt;*May Arts ribbon&lt;br /&gt;*American Crafts 6th Avenue pp&lt;br /&gt;*KI Memories Tatoos Rub-Ons&lt;br /&gt;*7 Gypsies Complete Tags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just need to find some mojo and go scrap my litte heart out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-113797759399617514?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/113797759399617514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=113797759399617514' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/113797759399617514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/113797759399617514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-love-my-mailman.html' title='I Love my Mailman!'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-113717911938087962</id><published>2006-01-13T13:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T14:34:53.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She Got Me - I'm It!!!</title><content type='html'>I have been tagged my the fabulous &lt;a href="http://christyberkhouse.typepad.com/"&gt;Miss Christy &lt;/a&gt;. Not only that, this is my first time being tagged. I guess I cant hide forever - LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four jobs you have had in your life&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1. La Rosas's Pizza (a Cincinnati exclusive - yummm!)&lt;br /&gt;2. American Eagle Outfitters (this 50% discount rocked)&lt;br /&gt;3. Hair Salon Receptionist (funnest jo I have ever had!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Currently a RN on a Diabetic/Research unit at Cincinnati Children's Hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four movies you would watch over and over again&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sixteen Candles&lt;br /&gt;2. Father of the Bride&lt;br /&gt;3. There's Something About Mary&lt;br /&gt;4. Never Been Kissed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four places you have lived&lt;/strong&gt;: This question proves how boring I really am...&lt;br /&gt;1. Cincinnati, Ohio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four T.V. shows you love to watch&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1. The Bachelor (yay - Bachelor in Paris just started this week!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Law &amp; Order: SVU&lt;br /&gt;3. Desperate Housewives&lt;br /&gt;4. Gray's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four places you have been on vacation&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1. Myrtle Beach&lt;br /&gt;2. San Diego, California&lt;br /&gt;3. The Myan Riviera, Mexico&lt;br /&gt;4. Orlando, Florida (hail to Mickey Mouse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four web-sites I visit daily&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1. 2peas (doesn't everyone?!)&lt;br /&gt;2. YAHOO (I'm a fanatic for checking my email all day)&lt;br /&gt;3. Scrapologie&lt;br /&gt;4. the Blogs of all my girlies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four of my favorite foods&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1. Don Pablo's - but really any Mexican will do just great!&lt;br /&gt;2. Pizza, Pizza&lt;br /&gt;3. Gool 'ol PB&amp;amp;J&lt;br /&gt;4. Ceasar Sald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four places I'd rather be right now&lt;/strong&gt;: ANYWHERE - bedrest sucks!!!&lt;br /&gt;1. the Mall - when was the last time I went shopping?&lt;br /&gt;2. the beach (I'm not picky, just put me in the sun and on some sand)&lt;br /&gt;3. the LSS&lt;br /&gt;4. New York&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm off to tag &lt;a href="http://jillbarnett.blogspot.com/"&gt;Miss Jilly Bean &lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-113717911938087962?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/113717911938087962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=113717911938087962' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/113717911938087962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/113717911938087962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2006/01/she-got-me-im-it.html' title='She Got Me - I&apos;m It!!!'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-113710568665123805</id><published>2006-01-12T16:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T18:06:46.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy Bars, Primroses &amp; Scrap Mags</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/DSC00011.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/DSC00011.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/DSC00011.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's funny how things work out sometimes; the grass is always greener on the other side. As my pregnancy progressed I hoped something would put me on bedrest so I wouldn't have to work anymore. Who would have thought the luxury of having to stay home was a double-edged sword. I thought the convienence of staying home would be wonderful. It's a whole other ballgame when someone says you have to stay home - there is a big difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't lie, being on bedrest has really gotten the best of me - although I really don't want to admit it. Alot of people know I'm not the most patient person. Sometimes I think this is God's way of teaching me a valuable lesson before the baby gets here. I'm a strong believer in things happening for a reason - God works in mysterious ways sometimes. Ultimately it comes down to me being on bedrest because little "O" wants to make a break for it (and obviously has no patience like his mother). The last couple days I realized I need to set my impatience aside and let nature and God take their course. Everything will work out for the best and it's this little guy's well-being that takes precedence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the last week I am convinced I have the best husband around. Not only has he put up with my whining, mood swings and fits of rage, he has bent over backwards to do nothing but make me happy. With Mark working a required 55 hours a week this time of the year, it has gotten quite lonely around the house with no one home but me. Mark coming home at 7pm every night has been the sweet part of my day. Every night he has surprised me with something. Whether it was my favorite candy (Reese Cups &amp; Kit Kats) or the mini powdered donuts, Mark has been able to put a smile on my face. The list doesn't stop there. Mark showed up with Primroses and the latest scrapbook magazines, too! I've been watching so much TV that I have been wanting some new reading to catch up on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/DSC00012.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; To top it off; if that wasn't enough - Mark brought home a new digital camera! Some of you are pry thinking, she just got a Nikon D50.... Well, folks - alot of you are going to freak when I say this, but we took the D50 back! I know, I know - I've already been told how ridiculous I am. But in the end when it came down to it, it was just too overwhelming to me. To be quite honest, that camera scared me - I definately felt like I wasn't the one in control and I didn't like it. I wanted a camera that I could learn on and get wonderful results from. Yes, I'm sure I could have gotten this from the D50. Honestly, I didn't want to put the time forth (it's that patience thing coming into play again - LOL!) and I'm not out to be a pro or a professional&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/DSC00011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. So the camera came back and we searched for another one. Mark ended up coming home with the &lt;a href="http://www.bestbuy.com/site/olspage.jspskuId=7148008&amp;type=product&amp;amp;id=1110264397863"&gt;Sony DSC-H1&lt;/a&gt;. Really, I love the camera. I feel so much more at ease with this one and I can't wait to start playing with it the next couple days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-113710568665123805?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/113710568665123805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=113710568665123805' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/113710568665123805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/113710568665123805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2006/01/candy-bars-primroses-scrap-mags.html' title='Candy Bars, Primroses &amp; Scrap Mags'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-113655591513864985</id><published>2006-01-06T08:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T19:13:23.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>80-90% Effaced</title><content type='html'>Had alot going on yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a scheduled OB appointment, which went pretty well. First I had an U/S to follow-up on some concerns that the doctor had when I had my first U/S. But this U/S showed that all those concerns had dissapeared; great and wonderful news!!! Baby currently weighs 4 pounds, 6 ounces and is in the 42nd percentile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I met with the doctor and explained some discomforts I had been having the last couple days. For the past couple days I had been having some pretty painful menstrual-like cramps; which actually were contractions. After keeping track I had as many as 6 in just an hour! Doctor said I definately shouldn't be having more than 4 per hour. I proceeded to tell him that I had been having some pretty significant pressure "down there", so he decided to do an internal check. Then the next thing I remember is Dr. Silver ssking me if I worked, I said, "yes" - then he replied with "not anymore you dont". I then came to find out that I was 80-90% effaced and the baby's head had come wayyy down. I asked him if I was dialted, he said that he didn't know and didn't want to poke around too much, because that can stir things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I was sent to L&amp;D to receive a steroid injection to boost the baby's lungs in case he decides to make an early appearance. We were at the hospital for, believe it or not, 4 hours just for a stupid shot in my ass (which burns and throbs, I might add) to arrive from the pharmacy. Mark and I had not eaten anything all morning - needless to say I was starving. Nurse walks in with a tray at 1230 - WOO HOO, food!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture below of me enjoying the, actually, yummy dish.&lt;br /&gt;** I don't know what the issue is with the noise all around the picture. But if you click on it you can see what it really looks like.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/Hospital%20Food.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/Hospital%20Food.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So here I lie for at least the next 3 weeks... I'm currently 33 weeks, but the doctor wants to get me to 36 weeks, if possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Owen, listen to your Mamma: you stay put!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/Hospital%20Food.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-113655591513864985?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/113655591513864985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=113655591513864985' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/113655591513864985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/113655591513864985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2006/01/80-90-effaced.html' title='80-90% Effaced'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-113641293939759582</id><published>2006-01-04T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T17:24:06.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2005 in Review</title><content type='html'>JANUARY&lt;br /&gt;1. Did you have a new year's resolution this year? &lt;em&gt;unfortunately, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;2. Who kissed you at midnight? &lt;em&gt;my hubby in my dreams; we were both snoozing by 10p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;3. Did it snow where you live? &lt;em&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;4. Have you ever been to Times Square to watch the ball drop? &lt;em&gt;heck, I wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;FEBRUARY&lt;br /&gt;1. Who was your valentine? &lt;em&gt;thats easy - Mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;2. What did your valentine get you? &lt;em&gt;a dozen roses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;3. When you were little, did you buy valentines for your whole class? &lt;em&gt;of course, plus those little&lt;br /&gt;conversation hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCH&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you Irish? &lt;em&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;2. Did you wear green on St. Patty's Day? &lt;em&gt;not that I recall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;3. What did you do for St. Patty's Day? &lt;em&gt;I believe I had to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRIL&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you like the rain?: &lt;em&gt;only when I'm indoors, in my PJ's and watching a movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;2. Did you play an April Fool's joke on anyone this year?: &lt;em&gt;shame on me - no I didn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;3. Did you get tons of candy on Easter? &lt;em&gt;yes - those nasty Peeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY&lt;br /&gt;1. What's your favorite kind of flower? &lt;em&gt;Roses and Tulips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;2. Do you like the spring? &lt;em&gt;looove it; my favorite time of year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;3. Finish the phrase: "April showers bring...? &lt;em&gt;a day to cuddle on the couch w/ a good book or&lt;br /&gt;movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;4. What would you think of as a spring color?: &lt;em&gt;yellow and pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNE&lt;br /&gt;1. What year did you graduate from school? &lt;em&gt;high school: 1999; college: 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;2. Did you go on any vacations last June? &lt;em&gt;was supposed to go to Chicago, but found out we were pregnant, so decided to stay here and relish in the excitement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULY&lt;br /&gt;1. What did you do on the 4th of July? &lt;em&gt;shot off mega fireworks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;2. Did you go on any vacations during this month? &lt;em&gt;not one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUGUST&lt;br /&gt;1. Did you do anything special to end off your summer? &lt;em&gt;apparently not b/c I can't remember&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What was your favorite summer memory of '05? &lt;em&gt;finding out we were pregnant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;3. Did you go swimming a lot in the summer? &lt;em&gt;only once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;4. Did you go to the beach a lot? &lt;em&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEPTEMBER&lt;br /&gt;1. Did you attend school/college in '05? &lt;em&gt;I wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;2. Who is/was your favorite teacher? &lt;em&gt;Mrs. Richardson, my 5th grade English teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;3. Did you like fall better than summer? &lt;em&gt;yes, gotta love the color change and the leaves; sweater-weather is my second favorite time of year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCTOBER&lt;br /&gt;1. What was your favorite Halloween costume ever? &lt;em&gt;Rainbow Brite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;2. What's your favorite candy?: it's impossible to name just one, here are a few: &lt;em&gt;Snickers,&lt;br /&gt;Reese Cups, Kit Kat, Twix, Sour Patch Kids, Nerds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;3. What did you dress up like this year? &lt;em&gt;me, myself and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;NOVEMBER&lt;br /&gt;1. Whose house did you go to for Thanksgiving? &lt;em&gt;I worked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;2. Do you like stuffing? &lt;em&gt;hate it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;3. What are you thankful for?: &lt;em&gt;My husband, Mark, the baby inside of me and God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you celebrate Christmas? &lt;em&gt;uh, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;2. Have you ever been kissed under mistletoe? &lt;em&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;3. What do you want this year for Christmas? &lt;em&gt;a girl can't have too many clothes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What's the best present you ever got for Christmas? &lt;em&gt;our Nikon D50 SLR Digital Camera&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you like cold weather?: lemme think about this one: &lt;em&gt;NO!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How would you rate your year on a scale of 1-10? &lt;em&gt;9, but went way too fast&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-113641293939759582?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/113641293939759582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=113641293939759582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/113641293939759582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/113641293939759582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2006/01/2005-in-review.html' title='2005 in Review'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-113603875637403150</id><published>2005-12-31T09:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T11:46:54.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas and a "Ho Ho Ho"</title><content type='html'>Christmas was crazy this year, but isn't is always. Christmas Eve we went to Mark's Aunt's house. Every year, this is a tradion - I always look forward to it and love it! Mark's great Uncle dresses up as Santa and comes through the front door, saying: "Ho Ho Ho". Then when our name is called, each grandchild gets to sit on Santa's lap, tell him what they want for Chistmas - then we each get our gift. I don't know what it is, I just love this part of Chrsitmas - maybe it's because I'm such a kid at heart; who knows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/114_1480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/114_1480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas day was another story. When I went to bed on Saturday night I didn't know if I would be working or be able to have the day off with my family. I unfortunately was scheduled to work Christmas at the hospital - it was my holiday this year (yeah, no fun - I know). But at 540am I got a call from my boss saying I didn't need to report to work - the unit had closed - WOO HOO! We had no patients, so there was no need to come in. My first Christmas gift - couldn't get any better than that. Although I did miss out on the time and a half pay that I would have received - you gotta give somewhere, right? So Christmas day we went to Mark's Grandma's and then to my Aunt's house for the remainder of the evening. It was great, we got to see out of town family that don't get to come to Cincinnati very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a great Christmas. Now, only 57 more days until baby Owen is due to arrive. Yes, I'm now down to counting the days. Ok, it's time to get these Christmas decorations down and finish getting the baby's room ready. I feel like there is sooo much to do and sooo little time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-113603875637403150?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/113603875637403150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=113603875637403150' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/113603875637403150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/113603875637403150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas-and-ho-ho-ho.html' title='Merry Christmas and a &quot;Ho Ho Ho&quot;'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-113518058452534333</id><published>2005-12-21T10:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T10:56:24.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, its been ages since Ive updated this thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pregnancy is great - I love feeling the little guy kick and punch me. Its such a treat to see my belly move in ways I never thought it could. All in all, pregnancy has really gotten the best of me. I feel like a damn hermit... I dont like to do anything or barely go anywhere. Im sure its the hormones, but I feel so darn tired and depressed all the time. If im not falling asleep on the couch by 9pm, Im already in bed. I cry all the time - I cry about being tired and I cry about the way I look. I know its all worth it in the end, I just cant seem to get a handle on myself. Mark has been soooo supportive through all of this. From listening to me cry or just taking over the entire household duties - I truly love him for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am making it close to the end, counting down the days... I currently have 67 days left and hoping I go a lil bit early. I still think February will never get here. But like they say, "A watched pot never boils", right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-113518058452534333?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/113518058452534333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=113518058452534333' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/113518058452534333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/113518058452534333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/12/baby-love.html' title='Baby Love'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-112956422386618338</id><published>2005-10-17T11:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T09:45:35.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a BOY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally!!! After waiting weeks and weeks, we finally know we are having a little boy - yippee!!! Although the little peanut had his legs crossed for the first part of the U/S, there was no hiding the sex of this little man. He was hangin' out and proud with all his glory - hahaha!!! Mark and I had our first Ultrasound on Tuesday, October 11th and below are the pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Introducing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Owen Grant Mette &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/Profile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/Profile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Above is the profile of the little guy, you can also see his hand. It almost looks like he is waving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/Footsie1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/Footsie1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my favorite picture - I don't know why, considering it's just a foot. A cute lil foot though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/Male%20Parts%20Enlarged3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/Male%20Parts%20Enlarged3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a picture of his males parts in all their glory. Basically it's an enlarged view of the Penis!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-112956422386618338?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/112956422386618338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=112956422386618338' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/112956422386618338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/112956422386618338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-boy.html' title='It&apos;s a BOY!!!'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-112870243587243518</id><published>2005-10-07T12:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T12:51:39.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All Aboard the Pregnancy Rollercoaster</title><content type='html'>I never believed the emotional journey I was about to embark on since becoming pregnant would be so bad. HA - who was I kidding?! Come on now, seriously... Even though the countless amount of books I read all said the same thing: you will cry at the drop of a hat and for no apparent reason - I never thought I would succumb to this pregnancy rollercoaster (as I call it). The constant mood swings - the constant tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What better day to have an emotional breakdown than on my anniversary... After working at the hospital all day I had come home to take a cat nap before Mark and I headed out for our anniversary dinner. (We were going to Mitchell's Fish Market; one of the best fish restaurants in my book.) At any rate, Mark gently woke me up and reminded me we needed to get ready because we didn't want to be late for our reservation. Upon waking, he surprised me with a dozen red, pink and white roses. The next thing I know, I begin crying, sobbing - what has gotten into me you are thinking. Newsflash- roses aren't supposed to make a woman cry! (For the past several days all I have been able to think about were the added curves to my body, the frustrations in finding maternity clothes and the plain fact that since becoming pregnant, I feel YUCK! Althought I know I am not fat and have never been - all I could sob between tears was, "I'm fat" and "I look horrible".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so bad. There sat Mark, beside me with beautiful flowers that were moments away from wilting (because of the rain shower I had given them). Then it hit me why I love my husband sooo much: he didn't care how I looked. His words: "If I met you today I'd still ask you to marry me", were enough to dry my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go, folks! It's already been 2 years!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/Almost%202%20Years2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This past Tuesday, Mark and I were celebrating our wedding anniversary. On October 4th, Mark and I exchanged wedding vows. It's scary to realize how quickly time is flying by. Right now it's "just the 2 of us"; before you know it, February will be here and there will be three of us!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-112870243587243518?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/112870243587243518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=112870243587243518' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/112870243587243518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/112870243587243518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/10/all-aboard-pregnancy-rollercoaster.html' title='All Aboard the Pregnancy Rollercoaster'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-112834523459789533</id><published>2005-10-03T08:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T09:27:44.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>U Pick Flowers</title><content type='html'>OMG - I love Fall; this is my favorite time of year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark and I were itching to do some sort of fall-like activity. After scouring the "weekend" section of Friday's newspaper, we decided to give the Sunflower festival a try. Although the temperature was a scorching 87 degrees, we had a good time. There is nothing like going to a a fall festival in October with 80-degree temperatures - haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back to the festival... It was mainly geared for little kiddos with pumpkin painting and make your own scarecrow, etc. but the hayride was enough to make us happy - it took you out to a huge farm area with miles of sunflowers; sooo pretty! The best part: you got to cut your own! Yep, we were given a pair of shears and off we went to cut away; at .50 a stem, we walked off with a handful as well as a lil punkin, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/114_14712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/114_14712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note - I have just completed my 19th week of pregnancy. While we had the camera in hand, thought we'd catch a quick shot. Here is my belly in all it's glory, whether you think I'm showing or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/114_1476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/114_1476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-112834523459789533?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/112834523459789533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=112834523459789533' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/112834523459789533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/112834523459789533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/10/u-pick-flowers.html' title='U Pick Flowers'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-112498936526583700</id><published>2005-08-25T12:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T10:43:29.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a Fresh Start</title><content type='html'>Lord, it's been ages since I've posted on this thing.  I never thought pregnancy would run me down as much as it has.  It seems as though this laptop used to be attached to my hip - lately it's been the furthest thing from my thoughts.  Just getting through each day has been a struggle.  Still working 12 hour days at the hospital; each any every one runs me down.  The only thing I look forward to anymore is sleeping - ugh!  I hate, hate, hate feeling like this - feeling like my life has literally been sucked outta me.  Everyone is saying the 2nd trimester gets better; so far, not yet.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note: Saturday the 27th is my 25th Birthday.  Im truly excited...  Not excited that I'm getting older, but excited about cake, pictures, family and friends.  I look at turing 25 as a fresh start...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight my Mom is taking me to get a manicure for my birthday.  Ahhh, there is something about someone else massaging and rubbing lotion into my hands - there is nothing like a fresh coat of paint on your digits!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my current license picture.  I'm going to get my new license tomorrow and I can't wait.  The best part is, I'll be sporting a new do, too.  My hair has been drab for a very long time and I can't remember the last time I even got it cut.  So tomorrow I'm getting a cut and highlights.  Who knows what I'll end up with - I'll post pictures this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night Mark and I are going to dinner with my Dad, his significant other: Marcia, my Grandma and my brother to &lt;a href="http:www.cpwinery.com"&gt;Chateau Pomije&lt;/a&gt;.  I have been to this place but have been wanting to for a looong time.  As long as the weather cooperates we are going to dine outside within the vineyards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it all off I have a 5-day weekend - it couldn't get any better.  I don't have to report back to work until Tuesday - WOO HOO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-112498936526583700?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/112498936526583700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=112498936526583700' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/112498936526583700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/112498936526583700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/08/time-for-fresh-start.html' title='Time for a Fresh Start'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-112180055349397783</id><published>2005-07-19T15:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T15:24:03.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Like Being a Lil Late</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/114_1429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/114_1429.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah - Yeah, obviously July 4th has come and gone.  But I haven't felt much like myself lately and thus have not done much of anything online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some shots of the Fourth of July happenings in my "neck of the woods".  As you can see, there was quite a bit if drinking going on - with me being pregnant, I obviously wasn't able to partake in the festivities this year.  But I had a blast watching everyone else make fools of themselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/113_1394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/113_1394.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark and I - awww, aren't we too darn cute?!  At Don's 4th of July shindig.  Don has a large field behind his house and there are major fireworks that are put on every year - it was too cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/113_1396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/113_1396.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friend, Don...  I love his shirt, it says: "I have no idea whats going on!"  This is sooo Don - he is hilarious and a riot, to say the least.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/1600/114_1402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/1035/320/114_1402.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don and Mark's brother, Tony - aka: Wayne.  HE just graduated from UC; can you tell he is excited?!  He now goes on to further education at Purdue.  He already moved out a week ago.  I can't wait till we go visit him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-112180055349397783?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/112180055349397783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=112180055349397783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/112180055349397783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/112180055349397783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/07/nothing-like-being-lil-late.html' title='Nothing Like Being a Lil Late'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-112066363427149494</id><published>2005-07-06T11:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T11:27:14.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>February 26th, 2006</title><content type='html'>Yep, thats my baby's expected due date!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the doctor for the first time yesterday...  Nothing to get too excited about - we filled out mass paperwork, met with the doctor, got an internal exam, met with the insurance people and had bloodwork drawn.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to the doctor about my "all day sickness" - heh!  You are going to laugh hysterically when you hear this but...  She swears up and down that Taco Bell beef will help my nausea.  Yeah, I know hard to believe, but at this point I think I'll try anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-112066363427149494?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/112066363427149494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=112066363427149494' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/112066363427149494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/112066363427149494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/07/february-26th-2006.html' title='February 26th, 2006'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-112017169116683174</id><published>2005-06-30T18:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T19:34:05.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Sickness: I Have NOW Met My Doom</title><content type='html'>I was just beginning to think pregnancy wasn't so bad. HA - little did I know was creeping around the corner, or maybe I should say toilet - ack!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about 6 weeks and truckin' along... I wake up this morning and update myself on all the Blogs saved in my "Favorites". I come across a Blog by &lt;a href="http://www.coachswife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Erin&lt;/a&gt; (she too is pregnant). She made comment about how the early stages of pregnancy are not fun (ie: she is dealing with morning sickness). I proceed to leave a comment on her Blog that says: "Erin, I'm so sorry you are not feeling well. Although I can say I haven't felt this way yet, when did your nausea, etc. start???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA - I think I stuck my own foot in my mouth. Not even 2 hours later I was nautious and feeling as though I wanted to barf. Although I haven't prayed to the porcelain God yet I am feeling as sick as a dog. Forget trying to eat, that just makes me feel worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it looks as though I became part of that 70% with the dreaded morning sickness - yuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I have eaten &lt;a href="http://www.skylinechili.com"&gt;Skyline&lt;/a&gt; the past 3 days or so. Do you think I am having a craving?! Phoney Coneys all the way, baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-112017169116683174?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/112017169116683174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=112017169116683174' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/112017169116683174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/112017169116683174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/06/morning-sickness-i-have-now-met-my.html' title='Morning Sickness: I Have NOW Met My Doom'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-111965353966617910</id><published>2005-06-24T18:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T18:55:39.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stork Parking</title><content type='html'>Thats right - we made our first venture to Babies R Us.  I couldn't resist; Grandma gave us "baby" money on Thursday evening and I was itiching to get some goods. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt a little odd putting the Cavalier  in the "Stork Parking", considering I have yet to obtain a belly.  But it was all in fun anyways - I got a good picture outta it, right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/640/Picture006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/320/Picture006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-111965353966617910?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/111965353966617910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=111965353966617910' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111965353966617910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111965353966617910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/06/stork-parking.html' title='Stork Parking'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-111953868320602648</id><published>2005-06-23T10:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T11:09:16.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the {A} List</title><content type='html'>1. These sweet lil daisies in our wooded backyard... Dad picked some for me over the weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/640/113_1351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/320/113_1351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Seeing the "little brown truck" stop at our driveway... I was ecstatic the book I had been anxiously awaiting arrived, &lt;a href="http://www.simplescrapbooksmag.com/shop/item.ihtml?idx=252"&gt;Creative Albums by Donna Downey&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;em&gt;This book rawks - if you don't have it yet; get it!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3.&lt;/em&gt; Catching up with Michelle, my college buddy, for lunch today; and at what better place than the Olive Garden ---&gt; yummmm!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-111953868320602648?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/111953868320602648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=111953868320602648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111953868320602648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111953868320602648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/06/a-list.html' title='the {A} List'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-111930861762348712</id><published>2005-06-20T19:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T19:14:25.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommie Manuals</title><content type='html'>Of course, last night I wasn't able to sleep. My mind was racing about the 9 months ahead of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today we went to Target and picked me up some "mommie manuals" (hee hee). I got my first issue of &lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Parents Magazine&lt;/a&gt; and the book: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/reader/0761121323/ref=sib_dp_pt/002-2025045-1412062#reader-link"&gt;What to Expect When You're Expecting &lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/640/113_1354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/320/113_1354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-111930861762348712?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/111930861762348712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=111930861762348712' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111930861762348712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111930861762348712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/06/mommie-manuals.html' title='Mommie Manuals'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-111929972513962182</id><published>2005-06-20T16:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T19:06:02.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Positively (+) a Happy Father's Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/640/113_1347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/320/113_1347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as you can tell you from the picture above, Andrea is pregnant!!!! I can hardly believe it myself - it all seemed to happen so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trip to Meijer and about an hour later, I'm pregnant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been very tired the last couple weeks: going to bed at 9:00-9:30pm every night and still not feeling rested. The nauseated-ness also sunk in Friday night. Dinner at my favorite restaurant (&lt;a href="http://www.donpablos.com/home/p_home.cfm"&gt;Don Pablo's&lt;/a&gt;) with Mark and my Dad ended in nothing but an upset stomach, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget my first experience in taking a home pregnancy test. I remember riping the packaging open as I ran up the stairs (I had to pee soooo badly!). I quickly squatted, pissed on that sucker and waited, which realistically was only about 30 seconds, but seemed like 30 minutes. I sat in the dark waiting for what I thought would be nothing... Little did I know, what was about to appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The test area began to fill - I promptly looked at the two sections: one was a control area, the other what would be the determining factor. The control strip quickly turned into a purple line, the other area was quit sluggish. But as I held the stick closer to my face and further away again, I swore I saw a faint line. I seriously thought my eyes were playing tricks on me - I truly believed I was hallucinating. I then grabbed the instructions and read as long as a purple line appears, no matter how faint, the test is postive. Keep in mind, this whole time I'm sitting in a dark bathroom (I forgot to turn the lights on.). I thought, Andrea - "you idiot", go outside where there is light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hopped off the pot and went into our bedroom and boy oh boy did that line ever appear so darn purple. I couldn't believe my eyes - I thought I was dreaming. I grabbed test stick, instructions and ran down the stairs. I was shaking and my pants were still un-zipped - HA!!! I was a mess... Then I realized, Mark... Mark wasn't home. Mark had been out running errands while I stopped at the grocery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put the test stick in a box and tied it with a bow. Little did Mark know, he was about to become a father - and on FATHER'S DAY!!! I was sooo ecstatic - I realized this this the best Father's Day gift I could ever give him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For about 15 more minutes I made laps around the house, pearing out the windows to see if Mark was coming down the street. As Mark walked in the door I told him I had a Father's day gift for him - after opening the box, we hugged for what seemed like an hour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-111929972513962182?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/111929972513962182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=111929972513962182' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111929972513962182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111929972513962182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/06/positively-happy-fathers-day.html' title='Positively (+) a Happy Father&apos;s Day!!!'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-111806999981899297</id><published>2005-06-06T10:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T16:13:11.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Check Out My New Suit</title><content type='html'>Thats right, check out my new cuuute suit for da summer!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sooo stoaked - I love the break of a new season. What better than summer - especially to kick it off with the purchase of a new bathing suit. I'm usually real picky about my suit but instantly loved this one - just the right amount of color - dont you love it?! Now I just can't wait for it to arrive in the mail. Ordering is so darn easy on the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/640/womens_swim[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/320/womens_swim%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-111806999981899297?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/111806999981899297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=111806999981899297' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111806999981899297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111806999981899297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/06/check-out-my-new-suit.html' title='Check Out My New Suit'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-111799248623851291</id><published>2005-06-05T13:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T18:32:29.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Music to Note</title><content type='html'>Just some random CD's Ive been diggin' and jammin' to - a must have in my stereo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock on girls!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Howie Day&lt;br /&gt;2. Ryan Cabrera&lt;br /&gt;3. Jesse McCartney single: "Beautiful Soul"&lt;br /&gt;4. Nora Jones&lt;br /&gt;5. Mercy Me&lt;br /&gt;6. Lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;7. Gavin DeGraw&lt;br /&gt;8. Rob Thomas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-111799248623851291?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/111799248623851291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=111799248623851291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111799248623851291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111799248623851291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/06/music-to-note.html' title='Music to Note'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-111795536906771284</id><published>2005-06-05T03:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T17:33:30.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Bits 'o Happiness</title><content type='html'>Things That Made Me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;80 degree&lt;/span&gt; weather&lt;br /&gt;2. the &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sun&lt;/span&gt; shining&lt;br /&gt;3. my flip flops with the &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;pink flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. holding hands with Mark&lt;br /&gt;5. waking up to the birds chirping and the &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lawn mowers&lt;/span&gt; mowing&lt;br /&gt;6. the two &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bunny rabbits&lt;/span&gt; in our backyard&lt;br /&gt;7. receiving one of my Ebay purchases&lt;br /&gt;8. went to the library&lt;br /&gt;9. finished a good book&lt;br /&gt;10. got to scrap today ---&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/640/A%20Smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/320/A%20Smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-111795536906771284?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/111795536906771284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=111795536906771284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111795536906771284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111795536906771284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/06/random-bits-o-happiness.html' title='Random Bits &apos;o Happiness'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-111758330492138357</id><published>2005-05-31T19:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T19:52:36.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrappin' Slump... NO MORE!!!</title><content type='html'>You were pry starting to wonder if I fell off the scrappin' edge of the earth.  Man, I felt like I did - no scrapping came outta me for a few solid weeks.  It was awful - I didn't feel like myself.  I wanted to scrap, I really did - I just didn't have the energy and no ideas were a flowin'.  I was stuck, stuck in a rut.  But I'm baaack.  Today I went LSS hopping - when I came home I cracked the whip.  I sat in my scrapping room and came up with one page.  I was pretty pleased. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look below to see my newest creation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/640/Friendship%20Defined.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/320/Friendship%20Defined.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-111758330492138357?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/111758330492138357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=111758330492138357' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111758330492138357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111758330492138357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/05/scrappin-slump-no-more.html' title='Scrappin&apos; Slump... NO MORE!!!'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-111757746711307271</id><published>2005-05-31T18:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T18:16:02.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Down Where the Green Grass Grows</title><content type='html'>Let there be grass!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know, we moved into our new house in November.  We sat and sat many months without grass.  With Spring, we anticipated green grass to look at.  The dirt and mud was too much to handle day in and day out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many say, good things come to those who wait - we received out sod last Monday - WOO HOO!!!  It's so nice to be able to have a "normal" looking yard - it's about damn time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of my feet  - enjoying the green schtuff over the  beautiful holiday weekend - we had gorgeous weather here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/640/113_1321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/320/113_1321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-111757746711307271?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/111757746711307271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=111757746711307271' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111757746711307271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111757746711307271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/05/down-where-green-grass-grows.html' title='Down Where the Green Grass Grows'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-111715293193078450</id><published>2005-05-26T20:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T17:55:03.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience is a Virtue</title><content type='html'>I have been sooo anxious for many things lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anxious to have a baby and start a family. Anxious to find the answers to so many un-answered questions. Anxious to get my wedding pictures back. Anxious to understand the meaning of life. Anxious to understand the anger of others. Anxious for tomorrow. Anxious to know what the future holds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think God is really testing my patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;James 1:2-4 :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;My brethren, count it all joy when you fall into various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces patience. But let patience have its perfect work, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking nothing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the testing of our faith in God immediately begins to produce patience. The greek work translated "patience", "hupomone", has four related senses which all impact this passage:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* patience: to be calm; self controlled; non-complaining and willing to wait; obedient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* endurance: to withstand; stand fast; to stand unwavering; supreme steadfastness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* perseverance: to persist; to continue to do the things you know to do; to pray, intercede,  &lt;br /&gt;   trust God and have hope in God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* consistency: to be unchanging and uniform in thought and deed; not wavering or doubting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone once told me: "good things come to those who wait", "a watched pot never boils." (Thanks, Mom!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-111715293193078450?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/111715293193078450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=111715293193078450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111715293193078450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111715293193078450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/05/patience-is-virtue.html' title='Patience is a Virtue'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-111715175205980937</id><published>2005-05-26T19:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T17:36:10.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Poke, A Prod &amp; Almost Passing Out</title><content type='html'>On a day to day basis I start IV's, draw blood almost continuously. I don't mind it a bit - actually I like to do that sort of thing at work. It's one of my favorite parts of my day. Don't think Im wierd - and no, I'm not a vampire. I just like the invasive parts of my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's comes to my body being the guinnea pig there comes a problem - I pass out! Being a nurse, you'd think I'd be used to needled by now. Unfortunately that is not the case...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had the day off. Got some much needed things done. Going to the doctor was one of them. I've been needing to find a doctor. We moved and I didn't want to make the 45 minute drive to the doctor I was currently used to seeing. Secondly, Mark and I preferred to see the same doctor. So today was the say for my new patient exam. Dr. Witsken and I talked about all the typical things you would expect to discuss with your physician. From this conversation I learned many things (here is your health and wellness lecture for today):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;I'm female, caucasian and tiny in size; therefore I'm highly at risk for osteroporosis as I age. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I need 1000 mg of calcium daily. I'm not a big milk drinker but have been getting better. Along with my 500 mg of calcium in my multivitamin I also need to drink 8 oz. of milk along with some cheese and/or yogurt a day; to equal 1000 mg/day. I'm not a yogurt lover by any means, I'll stick to my string cheese (I'm such a kiddo at heart.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- With my tiny build, I don't have much fat to support my bones. Therefore, leading to stress and possible future breakage. Althought I know I should do some sort of excersise every week, I don't. Alot of times I think I don't "need" to since I'm not overweight. Although I'm learning that to stay in shape I should do some sort of activity. Dr. Witsken suggested resistance training to support and increase the strength in my bones/muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;I'll never get pregnant as long as I am stressing and waiting for it to happen. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'm learning to slow down and "enjoy the ride" - so to speak - hahaha!!! (Please don't take that so literally.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Heart disease runs in my family.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- With my positive history, Dr. Witsken wanted to draw blood to check my cholesterol levels. I've have never had my cholesterol checked before and am quite curious to know what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are to the "almost passing out" part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the medical assitant comes to draw my blood. I was pretty anxious considering my history contains many episodes of passing out with blood draws (honestly, no joke!). I ask her how much blood she needs to take and she responds with "two tubes completely full" - I'm like grrreeeaaat. She proceeds to tell me she is going to use the smallest needle. I think the more she talked about it, the more anxious I became.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give her my left arm and show her a great vein and furiously pump my fist. I turn my head to the side and close my eyes - I feel the initial stick and think, that's not so bad; felt just like a pinch. But then I feel her fumble, she says nothing. I instantly knew what the problem was - the vein rolled - grrrr! She continued to poke and prod. All I could think about was her having to stick me again - no way, no how!!! The she says: "there it comes, I got it." My head starts to spin. All I kept telling myself was: "breathe Andrea, just take deep breaths, in and out." Ha, who was I kidding - I go through this everytime. The girl tells me we are half-way done, one more tube to fill. I tell her when she is done I may need some juice. I hang my head down - feel quesy and irritated; irritated that this seemed to take forever; when in relatity I'm sure it was only a couple minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is finished, all the blood was obtained, but I felt like crap. I felt like I was going to pass out. I knew I just needed a drink of some juice. Thats all I needed and I knew I would feel better. But what does the girl do?! She shouts, "she is going to pass out!" Every office assitant comes running and one come with a wheelchair. They wheel me to a romm and insist me to lie down. Another assistant comes with a Sprite. I drank the Sprite and continued to lay down for approximately 5 minutes. I felt better - I knew I would, I just needed something to drink; some sugar. But I was encouraged to stay for 15 more minutes to ensure my safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sooo embarrassed, I couldn't quit apologizing. And as I'm leaving I hear the medical assitant say, "next time we'll remember to make you lie down."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-111715175205980937?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/111715175205980937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=111715175205980937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111715175205980937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111715175205980937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/05/poke-prod-almost-passing-out.html' title='A Poke, A Prod &amp; Almost Passing Out'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-111679143869302785</id><published>2005-05-22T15:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T20:02:47.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"AWOL Wedding Photographer"</title><content type='html'>Mark and I got married 10-4-03, and now we have nothing to show for it. Why you ask? Just like any other bride and groom, we have the countless amounts of memories. But along with those memories, a couple should have photographs and even a wedding album to share for years to come. Not us - we dont have either of those. Yes, we have the numerous pictures that were taken by family and friends but the pictures taken by our photographer can not be obtained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the link below for information on our: &lt;a href="http://www.channelcincinnati.com/sussireports/4508763/detail.html"&gt;AWOL Wedding Photographer&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are pry wondering why Mark and I never ordered our pictures or an album, especially since we got married almost two years ago. We actually did order a few pictures but alot of them were going to go into the album that we had planned to put together so long ago. We hadn't ordered our album yet because we wanted to save some more money - since the "coffee-table, digital album we had both wanted was going to cost a fortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortuntely at this point, we don't know what is going to happen and if we will ever see our proofs ever again. Please say some prayers - prayers that this situation ends in the most positive way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-111679143869302785?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/111679143869302785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=111679143869302785' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111679143869302785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111679143869302785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/05/awol-wedding-photographer.html' title='&quot;AWOL Wedding Photographer&quot;'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-111670658207432980</id><published>2005-05-21T16:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T16:22:02.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Major S-C-O-R-E</title><content type='html'>I guess this is my lucky week.  One of the scrapbook stores here is going out of business (farwell Scrapbook Junction - waving).  Along with selling all the scrapbook supplies at 50% off, all fixtures were on sale as well.  I was lucky enough to pick up this 30-slot wire paper rack for my scraproom; I am sooo excited!  For the longest time I was storing my paper in dividers within a crate - ugh.  Not anymore - now I can organize in style.  Even better, this rack doesn't take up too much space in my room.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I get my paper organized in my rack I'll post an even better picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/640/Paper%20Rack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/320/Paper%20Rack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-111670658207432980?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/111670658207432980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=111670658207432980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111670658207432980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111670658207432980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/05/major-s-c-o-r-e.html' title='Major S-C-O-R-E'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-111662953229747998</id><published>2005-05-20T18:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T18:56:28.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Dress... Cheap Price</title><content type='html'>Don't you love a good deal?!  Can you tell I LOVE to shop - hahaha!!!  Mark and I are going to a wedding this Saturday and I felt the urge to buy a new dress; but didn't to spend "an arm and a leg". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out running errands yesterday - it was my day off and I was in the mood to shop.  I ran to Old Navy to get some tank tops - without even the intention to look for a dress.  I almost didn't even go to the back of the store.  Thankfully I did - I found the cuuutest dress.  Even better, the dress was $29.99, REGULAR PRICE!!!  Now that's a steal - hahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/640/ona292927-00v[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/320/ona292927-00v%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-111662953229747998?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/111662953229747998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=111662953229747998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111662953229747998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111662953229747998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/05/cute-dress-cheap-price.html' title='Cute Dress... Cheap Price'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-111637538763842774</id><published>2005-05-17T20:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T20:27:53.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pile 'o Mice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/640/pile%20o%20mice1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/320/pile%20o%20mice1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lil fur baby, Asia - she *hearts* mice. These little mice are her favorite toys; we make sure she is always stocked up. She not only pounces on, bats around and carries in her mouth but... she eats the darn tails off - heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to dump her whole bag of mice out and get this shot. I think there were too many mice for her to know what to do with!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-111637538763842774?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/111637538763842774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=111637538763842774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111637538763842774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111637538763842774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/05/pile-o-mice_111637538763842774.html' title='Pile &apos;o Mice'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-111637417548068360</id><published>2005-05-17T19:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T20:21:55.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Urban Outfitters = My Newest Addiction</title><content type='html'>I was introduced to a new store the other day by my friend, Carla. The store in itself is not new, but it was definately new to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie Waters used clippings from a catalog in this layout: &lt;a href="http://www.twopeasinabucket.com/garden_main.asp?cmd=display&amp;seed_id=15980"&gt;Always&lt;/a&gt; &lt;http: cmd="display&amp;amp;seed_id=15980"&gt;. I came to find out the clippings were from an Urban Outfitters &lt;http:&gt;catalog. "Urban Outfitters", the name intrigued me... So I looked for an online site; low and behold I was in love! I *heart* this store and line of clothing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There actually aren't that many locations but luckily enough I found one right in the heart of downtown Cincinnati. This store is sooo rad - they have the coolest clothes. I must say the clothes are different, different from what I am normally used to wearing. I think thats why I like them so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the cuuutest top I got on my Urban Outfitters excursion earlier this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/640/27_2[1]2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/320/27_2%5B1%5D2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-111637417548068360?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/111637417548068360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=111637417548068360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111637417548068360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111637417548068360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/05/urban-outfitters-my-newest-addiction.html' title='Urban Outfitters = My Newest Addiction'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-111466491227951897</id><published>2005-04-28T01:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T18:42:27.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Live Every Day Out Loud in Color...!</title><content type='html'>I love browsing and reading through others' blogs. It not only gives me the chance to get to know my "online" buddies a whole lot better, but I also come across many interesting websites. Here is one I happily stumbled upon tonight, thanks to Carrie Colbert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun and enjoy! Watch in amazement as I paint a picture, right before your very eyes: &lt;a href="http://artpad.art.com/gallery/?ifn0hr1gk4a4"&gt;My Masterpiece&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see what YOU end up creating!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-111466491227951897?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/111466491227951897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=111466491227951897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111466491227951897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111466491227951897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/04/live-every-day-out-loud-in-color.html' title='Live Every Day Out Loud in Color...!'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-111466430203137073</id><published>2005-04-26T18:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T00:58:22.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow I'm Going to Turn the Phone OFF!!!</title><content type='html'>This whole day has been gloomy and "just plain, bleh".  That pretty much sums up, in a nutshell how I feel today, too!  I know I got plenty of sleep today but my body is telling me otherwise.  This is how it all began:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an RN at a pediatric hospital, who normally works during the daytime - yay!  But not all of us are that lucky, there are others who work that dreaded night shift: 11p-730a OR even 7p-730a; yes, people do really do this - heh...  As a new nurse, I used to work rotating shifts; I used to work 4 weeks of days then 2 weeks of nights every month.  As my senority increased I quickly got moved to the straight day shift rotation (which almost anyone hopes for!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, this is the time of the year when vacations are being taken.  Me being the "teamworker" that I am, decided to offer myself as extra coverage during these times.  This meant the possibility of working some night shifts.  ---&gt;  Sorry! - I am blabbing and surely putting anyone reading this quickly into a coma (HAHAHAHAHA!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make a long, boring story short, my boss put me on the schedule to work last night as well as tonight.  I was actually quite excited b/c I couldnt wait to see my 'ol night shift crew who I missed working w/ sooo much!  So needless to say, I stayed up real late on Sunday night so I could sleep in late on Monday to be able to work Monday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how my night at worked played out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;8 pm: Took a shower and got ready for work.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; 9 pm: Watched The Bachelor.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; 10 pm: Finished getting ready for work.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; 10:20 pm: Left for work.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; 11:50 pm: Arrive to work.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; 12 am: Start report.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; 1 am: Check on my lil kiddos: check vitals signs and make my assessments, also check a blood sugar. Room 335's sugar = 70, give 4 oz. Apple Juice and re-check in 20 minutes w/ a result of 143; whew! Now everyone is asleep! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 am: Do some computer charting. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2:45 am: Room 333 decides to shriek and scream at the top of his lungs for over a half an hour b/c he has a Manometry tube up his booty (dont ask, you dont wanna know!).  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 am: Give room 333 some IV Benadryl; can you believe it took that 1 y/o over a half hour to calm down - sheesh; its going to be a looong nite. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3:30 am: Eat dinner/lunch - what do you call a meal in the middle of the night?!?!  Yummm! - Jimmy John's is my favorite place to order in from at work. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 am: Do some more computer charting. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;5 am: Check some more blood sugars - everyone is sound asleep. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;6 am: Surf the net and check out my gals' blogs, they aren't even updated; come one someone has to be up late, besides me! hahahaha!!! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;7 am: Get my stuff together and anxiosuly await to leave; day shift starts their report, which always takes forever.  My shift is supposed to end at 730 am, but it never ends up being that way. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;7:50 am: Leave work and happily venture home. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;8:30 am: go straight to bed - yipppie!!!&lt;br /&gt;??? am: Phone rings - I wake up - grrr!!!&lt;br /&gt;??? am: Phone rings, again - dammit!&lt;br /&gt;??? am: Yeah, you guessed it, who the freak is calling?!?!&lt;br /&gt;??? pm: Ok, this is really starting to peeve me off.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Which leads me up to 5:40 pm, when I awake feeling like I have been drug by a train and beaten to a pulp.  Not only do I have worst headache but it quickly dawned on my why I don't work night shifts anymore.  I hate waking up feeling like crap.  I almost don't know where I am or what time it is. &lt;br /&gt;Now it's time for another round of this starting all over at 8:00 pm.  The moral of the story: tomorrow I'm going to turn the phone off!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-111466430203137073?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/111466430203137073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=111466430203137073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111466430203137073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111466430203137073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/04/tomorrow-im-going-to-turn-phone-off.html' title='Tomorrow I&apos;m Going to Turn the Phone OFF!!!'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-111650668427681386</id><published>2005-04-25T02:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T08:46:48.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Night Scrap Session in Progress</title><content type='html'>With all this cruddy 'n cold weather I decided to scrap some pics from a couple of wonderful 'n warm weekends ago (Mark and I went to Miami Whitewater for a picnic lunch; yummm!).  From the looks of this layout it appears we did more smooching than picnic-ing - just kidding!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/640/Remember%20this...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/320/Remember%20this...jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-111650668427681386?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/111650668427681386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=111650668427681386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111650668427681386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111650668427681386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/04/late-night-scrap-session-in-progress_25.html' title='Late Night Scrap Session in Progress'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-111650637303600895</id><published>2005-04-25T02:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T08:42:58.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Tom's Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>Hip Hip Hooray!!! Happy Birthday Tommy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My big brother is 27 years old today - woo hoo! He is single ladies - do we have any takers?!?! Just kidding! Seriously, if anyone is interested, I'm only an email away - hee hee!&lt;br /&gt;We went one of my favorite restaurants to celebrate the occasion last night; Olive Garden - yummy in my tummy. I can never get enough of their "Chicken Scampi", needless to say I order it everytime. I'm one of those people who always order the same thing - boring, huh - I know!!! I need to be a little more daring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a wonderful day, Tom - enjoy every minute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/640/111_11881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/320/111_11881.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-111650637303600895?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/111650637303600895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=111650637303600895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111650637303600895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111650637303600895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/04/its-toms-birthday_25.html' title='It&apos;s Tom&apos;s Birthday!!!'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-111650592345892194</id><published>2005-04-24T17:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T08:43:58.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Meaning</title><content type='html'>Not only do I feel I am the only soul without a Blog, I also recently have felt an immense desire to journal. Not always have I felt this way... I used to tell myself I didn't have anything worth the while to journal about. Not only did I think I had nothing to say; but who in their right mind would want to read it and in turn be bored w/ the details. But who am I kidding, we aren't just empty souls. Inside of each and every one of us there is substance - substance to our being and who we are to become. One could look at my Blog title in numerous angles but... behind the lens I am an artist and a person with thoughts and feeling. And I'm certainly not getting any younger! Life seems to pass us by more quickly then anyone ever imagines. So much is taken for granted, more than I think we truly know. Not only am I living life, but I am making a story, too. I am here to share my life and my story, {from behind the lens}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready or not... here I am!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The eyes are the windows to your soul" ~ unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/640/100_0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/5457/320/100_0054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good friend took this picture. First I didn't like it; it's not that I don't think she is a good photographer (she does amazing work w/a camera)... It's just that I'm usually not drawn to photos that aren't "typical". The pictures where I am "cheesing" it up w/a great big 'ol smile are the ones I associate w/ being "good" or "great". This has taken some getting used to - but, I now have become accustomed to the out of the ordinary photographs or the pictures that tell a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for opening my eyes, Amber!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-111650592345892194?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/111650592345892194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=111650592345892194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111650592345892194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111650592345892194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-meaning_111650592345892194.html' title='My Meaning'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-111466239351346506</id><published>2005-04-24T14:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T01:20:55.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Your Typical, April Kinda Day...</title><content type='html'>Ok, so we go from 80 degree weather, tank tops and flip flops to chilly 30 degree weather and winter coats - UGH! This has to be the most annoying part of living in Cincinnati. Not only do I HATE the winter but I hate it even more when we are in the midst of Spring and snow is not only in the forecast but falling amongst us. Sooo annoying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously this isn't your "typical" day in the month of April, although I don't think there is anything typical about Cincinnati.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-111466239351346506?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/111466239351346506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=111466239351346506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111466239351346506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111466239351346506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/04/not-your-typical-april-kinda-day.html' title='Not Your Typical, April Kinda Day...'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12298656.post-111404067533046528</id><published>2005-04-24T12:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T08:49:23.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Spring is in the Air, Everywhere You Look Around"</title><content type='html'>Our house butts up to nothing but woods: trees, flowers and even a creek are just a glance away. Not to mention I get to wake up to this fabulous view every morning. Our master bedroom triple view window gives light to this beautiful picture every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark and I recently built a house, and moved in this past November. You'd think I'd be more excited about the new cabinets, hardwood floors or our fabulous jacuzzi tub (oooh-la-la!); but that happens to not be the case. I'll be the first to admit I can be very materialistic at times. Lately its the simple things that have mattered to me the most.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12298656-111404067533046528?l=andreamette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/feeds/111404067533046528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12298656&amp;postID=111404067533046528' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111404067533046528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12298656/posts/default/111404067533046528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andreamette.blogspot.com/2005/04/spring-is-in-air-everywhere-you-look.html' title='&quot;Spring is in the Air, Everywhere You Look Around&quot;'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10476641075370080187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qqQm5STvrOE/SZ1m6-ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WxBPOLkTGMw/S220/Christmas+Card+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
