<?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-3497092289452000534</id><updated>2012-01-27T16:15:27.006-05:00</updated><category term='Testing....'/><title type='text'>Lap of Luxury</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>232</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-2140957480379215186</id><published>2012-01-27T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T15:17:04.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Farming anyone?</title><content type='html'>Going through my drafts folder and found this &lt;a href="http://www.skokomishfarms.com/?gclid=CLjr9e_u45YCFQKHxwodcHTRPQ"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to a farming community. According to the site, you can help with the farm or just sit back and enjoy the view. Not sure how that works; do you still get all the organic produce if you don't help farm? In any case, I like to think about this type of thing sometimes. Living off the land, away from all the crazy-busy in the suburbs. But I think I like the mall too much and pizza delivery.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-2140957480379215186?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/2140957480379215186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=2140957480379215186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2140957480379215186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2140957480379215186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2012/01/farming-anyone.html' title='Farming anyone?'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-3630974435519757495</id><published>2011-10-10T10:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T22:06:19.264-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Published!</title><content type='html'>So the Archdiocese switched from a newspaper to a magazine and Jim and I were asked to write for the parenting journey column.&amp;nbsp; I haven't received my copy of the October issue yet, but it's online so I thought I'd post the &lt;a href="http://faithcatholicdigital.com/publication/?i=84013&amp;amp;p=6"&gt;link here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; It's pretty cool to see our words in print and cute picture of our family next to them.&amp;nbsp; I will note though that I didn't think the kiddos would be included in the picture, so I didn't fix there hair or try to dress them up or make them match us.&amp;nbsp; What you see is pretty much how they look all the time, messy hair and all.&amp;nbsp; I did make sure that Joshua had a clean shirt on though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the article and let me know what you think.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and if you're on FB be sure to stop by the &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/Phaithmagazine"&gt;Phaith magazine &lt;/a&gt;page and click Like!&amp;nbsp; (You could also say how much you liked that parenting journey column and what a nice family and all that - but don't tell them I said that. :)&amp;nbsp; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-3630974435519757495?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/3630974435519757495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=3630974435519757495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/3630974435519757495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/3630974435519757495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2011/10/published.html' title='Published!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-5287010612044888929</id><published>2011-10-10T08:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T08:55:43.767-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One lost in the drafts folder.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;End of the school year wrap-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been while since I posted here, though I've written several blog posts in my head over these past months.&amp;nbsp; Maria has finished her Kindergarten year and has spent most of her summer thus far reading.&amp;nbsp; She going though books so fast that she's pretty much read all those that I got for "summer reading".&amp;nbsp; Looks like we'll be spending a lot of time at the library this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly enough, Amelia's reading too.&amp;nbsp; Somewhere over this year, she taught herself just by watching me work with Maria.&amp;nbsp; I had done a few lessons with her, but not enough for her to read as well as she's reading.&amp;nbsp; So I think that this will prove to be a challenge for the fall.&amp;nbsp; How to work with my reading not quite kindergartener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua will also be a challenge I think.&amp;nbsp; He loves being outside, but can't be trusted in the yard by himself.&amp;nbsp; But if he doesn't get outside time he starts running around the house like grunting and thrusting "swords" at everyone, chasing the girls and make them scream.&amp;nbsp; Not sure I can handle all the boy energy.&amp;nbsp; There are a few things that he likes to do though, like taking all the DVD's out of their cases and inserting them in the slit between the door to the tv cabinet.&amp;nbsp; This is very fun, especially when you open the tv cabinet and get hit with a DVD avalanche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nearly all my books already for next year.&amp;nbsp; Now I just have to sit down with them and figure out a realistic schedule for working through them.&amp;nbsp; I think this year I planned to do too much.&amp;nbsp; So I'll be tweeking things a bit for next year.&amp;nbsp; Including doing science more consistently.&amp;nbsp; We do a lot of nature study - we don't even have to leave our school room to do it most days.&amp;nbsp; But Maria is interested in doing experiments, so I'm going to try to include more of those next year.&amp;nbsp; I'm just really bad about gathering all the supplies ahead of time so that it doesn't take half the day to do one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now though, my main concern is re-organizing the school closets, finding my desk and maybe doing a mini-portfolio for the girls.&amp;nbsp; I saved pretty much everything that they did so I at least want to go back and pull some of the best work out, just to get the papers to a manageable level.&amp;nbsp; I've been watching a lot of "Hoarders" on Netflix so I'm pretty motivated to deal with the clutter before it eats me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to post here more often in the next few months since, presumably, I'll have more time to do so.&amp;nbsp; Though I'm beginning to see that homeschooling moms don't really get much of a summer with all the paperwork, curriculum shopping, planning, re-organizing and deep-cleaning (that didn't get done during the school year).&amp;nbsp; And I love that Maria is enjoying her break and reading so much, but I am a bit jealous of her, because I remember when it was my summer break and I got to do this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6gkTXD3WR5I/TpLp7kCaxhI/AAAAAAAABq8/4FD3zQuVK48/s1600/IMG_5015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6gkTXD3WR5I/TpLp7kCaxhI/AAAAAAAABq8/4FD3zQuVK48/s400/IMG_5015.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-5287010612044888929?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/5287010612044888929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=5287010612044888929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/5287010612044888929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/5287010612044888929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2011/10/one-lost-in-drafts-folder.html' title='One lost in the drafts folder.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6gkTXD3WR5I/TpLp7kCaxhI/AAAAAAAABq8/4FD3zQuVK48/s72-c/IMG_5015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-1299367825085405693</id><published>2010-08-29T18:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T18:16:05.591-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First week of School.</title><content type='html'>So Maria is somewhat officially a kindergartner.&amp;nbsp; She is the "right age" to go now, so when we meet someone and they ask her age, and she says she's five, this is usually followed up by, "Oh, so you'll be starting school soon."&amp;nbsp; To which Maria answers, "Not yet.&amp;nbsp; In the fall.&amp;nbsp; We're homeschooling now, but in the fall I'll do dance class and Living Bridges enrichment day."&amp;nbsp; So I suppose that will be the "official" start of school in her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She generally follows this up with a brief ballet demonstration, so I'm  never able to judge people's reactions to the news that we're  homeschooling.&amp;nbsp; Jim however has noticed that most people just abruptly change the subject, as though Maria has just revealed some dark family secret.&amp;nbsp; Unless that person is a teacher or former teacher, then we usually get enthusiastic questions about how "it" works, this schooling at home thing.&amp;nbsp; They want details and thankfully, are generally supportive and encouraging.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps our experience is not typical.&amp;nbsp; Maybe we have yet to meet the really opinionated anti-homeschooling crowd or maybe we'll get more negative reactions later when Maria's older.&amp;nbsp; If we continue that long.&amp;nbsp; I plan to take it year by year, and see.&amp;nbsp; This seems the best way to handle schooling.&amp;nbsp; Kids grow so fast;&amp;nbsp; Maria's needs may be drastically different in a year's time.&amp;nbsp; Our families needs may be different too.&amp;nbsp; But for now this is the way things are.&amp;nbsp; I just hope that I can step back from all the planning to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I realized this week is that I tend to overplan.&amp;nbsp; I always think that I can get more accomplished in a day than I actually can.&amp;nbsp; I broke things up in 15/20 minute segments.&amp;nbsp; I tried to pad the schedule with 5 minutes of transition time between each subject.&amp;nbsp; However, I forgot to plan "getting Joshua down for his nap" time (20/30/40 minutes?!?&amp;nbsp; really, just go to sleep already!) and I think that trying to have Maria do 4 math worksheets in 15 minutes was a little over the top, even if it is review.&amp;nbsp; So I'll be tweaking things for next week.&amp;nbsp; I'll also change up the toys available for Joshua, and hopefully make a better schedule for Amelia Although painting works, I think that using all of her new watercolor paints in a two weeks time would be a bit much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from the week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THrTYlPsbJI/AAAAAAAABpU/l2sgniZHh5c/s1600/IMG_3641_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THrTYlPsbJI/AAAAAAAABpU/l2sgniZHh5c/s320/IMG_3641_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I set the table with some new school supplies and special back-to-school clogs that I found at a consignment store.&amp;nbsp; Joshua got a building set, also from the consignment store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THrTf3W8DWI/AAAAAAAABpc/5lggaXyHz-M/s1600/IMG_3643_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THrTf3W8DWI/AAAAAAAABpc/5lggaXyHz-M/s320/IMG_3643_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maria modeling her new "reticulated" clogs.&amp;nbsp; Giraffes are her favorite animal, so she has been wearing these lot this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THrThygZEOI/AAAAAAAABpk/XOv0Wn3HApI/s1600/IMG_3644_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THrThygZEOI/AAAAAAAABpk/XOv0Wn3HApI/s320/IMG_3644_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amelia got purple clogs, and there's the paint.&amp;nbsp; It's mostly gone now.&amp;nbsp; At least the black is; she seems to be going through a dark period in her painting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THrTj7tEYFI/AAAAAAAABps/0CbcVTIU5qA/s1600/IMG_3645.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THrTj7tEYFI/AAAAAAAABps/0CbcVTIU5qA/s320/IMG_3645.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua was with me when I got these, but he was still pretty happy to see them.&amp;nbsp; Any ideas about what they are?&amp;nbsp; I know I've seen them before somewhere, but I don't know what they're called.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THrTprnq5_I/AAAAAAAABp0/WZtIKx_ms1A/s1600/IMG_3655.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THrTprnq5_I/AAAAAAAABp0/WZtIKx_ms1A/s320/IMG_3655.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The girls doing math.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THrWBymw2XI/AAAAAAAABp8/6VVmHCk69Bo/s1600/IMG_3650.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THrWBymw2XI/AAAAAAAABp8/6VVmHCk69Bo/s320/IMG_3650.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joshua found this toy downstairs and became engrossed, so I brought it up to the schoolroom.&amp;nbsp; It's a house and garage, with people blocks and car blocks.&amp;nbsp; If you put the blocks in the top of the house or the garage, it will name the block (ie,&amp;nbsp; "Mommy!) and play a little song.&amp;nbsp; He sat and played happily with this for nearly an hour.&amp;nbsp; Then he left and came back to it several times.&amp;nbsp; It's nice to see his ability to concentrate developing.&amp;nbsp; Plus it's nice to have something that will keep him busy so we can "do school".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THrZ2FH15FI/AAAAAAAABqE/ZzE9JENJco0/s1600/IMG_3653_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THrZ2FH15FI/AAAAAAAABqE/ZzE9JENJco0/s320/IMG_3653_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sometimes the bin is just as fun as the toy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THraCSp3fTI/AAAAAAAABqM/ezAEjTRg7IE/s1600/IMG_3660.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THraCSp3fTI/AAAAAAAABqM/ezAEjTRg7IE/s320/IMG_3660.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maria, coloring a cricket anatomy worksheet.&amp;nbsp; She decided to color each part different colors, so she could see them all easily.&amp;nbsp; We cut it out and put it in her nature journal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THraEVuTiBI/AAAAAAAABqU/KESIGWh-RnE/s1600/IMG_3661.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THraEVuTiBI/AAAAAAAABqU/KESIGWh-RnE/s320/IMG_3661.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Amelia's paintings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THraGzLkhuI/AAAAAAAABqc/-AcbcmJ1NEI/s1600/IMG_3658.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THraGzLkhuI/AAAAAAAABqc/-AcbcmJ1NEI/s320/IMG_3658.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A fawn munching the leaves of the dwarf sumac tree that fell into the yard during last weekend's rain.&amp;nbsp; We watched her for a while from our classroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As always I have more pictures that I'd like to share, but I have to go cook dinner, so they'll have to wait.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully I'll get some more up later this evening, after I get my lesson plans done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-1299367825085405693?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/1299367825085405693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=1299367825085405693' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/1299367825085405693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/1299367825085405693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-week-of-school.html' title='First week of School.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THrTYlPsbJI/AAAAAAAABpU/l2sgniZHh5c/s72-c/IMG_3641_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-5316343097718442998</id><published>2010-08-29T14:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T14:41:01.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our schoolroom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THgdpV0d8rI/AAAAAAAABpM/2xMJe_UcND0/s1600/IMG_3640.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THgdpV0d8rI/AAAAAAAABpM/2xMJe_UcND0/s320/IMG_3640.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THgdnxFcpQI/AAAAAAAABpE/6gu7co49nPk/s1600/IMG_3639.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THgdnxFcpQI/AAAAAAAABpE/6gu7co49nPk/s320/IMG_3639.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THgdl9WgV-I/AAAAAAAABo8/GF2Hj2_RoHo/s1600/IMG_3638.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THgdl9WgV-I/AAAAAAAABo8/GF2Hj2_RoHo/s320/IMG_3638.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THgdkf3hXmI/AAAAAAAABo0/hdzNzsZWmwk/s1600/IMG_3637.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THgdkf3hXmI/AAAAAAAABo0/hdzNzsZWmwk/s320/IMG_3637.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THgdijy0MxI/AAAAAAAABos/c4s5CF17soc/s1600/IMG_3636.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THgdijy0MxI/AAAAAAAABos/c4s5CF17soc/s320/IMG_3636.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THgdcEQi-zI/AAAAAAAABok/5GfArUg7xR4/s1600/IMG_3635.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THgdcEQi-zI/AAAAAAAABok/5GfArUg7xR4/s320/IMG_3635.jpg" /&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/3497092289452000534-5316343097718442998?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/5316343097718442998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=5316343097718442998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/5316343097718442998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/5316343097718442998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2010/08/our-schoolroom.html' title='Our schoolroom.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/THgdpV0d8rI/AAAAAAAABpM/2xMJe_UcND0/s72-c/IMG_3640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-8905243309229979390</id><published>2010-08-25T15:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T15:48:32.749-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's the line-up.</title><content type='html'>We've started school for this year .&amp;nbsp; Maria will be doing Kindergarten/1 grade level work, though by the school district this would be her Kindergarten year.&amp;nbsp; I'm planning to have lots of Montessori style activities for Amelia to do and possibly some for Joshua too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math: &lt;a href="http://www.mathusee.com/default.php?language=Pennsylvania"&gt;Math-u-see, Primer &amp;amp; Alpha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading:&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Teach-Your-Child-Read-Lessons/dp/0671631985/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1282765342&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Teach Your Child to Read in 100 Easy Lessons&lt;/a&gt;; Phonics workbook; &lt;a href="http://www.setonbooks.com/viewone.php?ToView=P-RD01-24"&gt;Faith and Freedom Readers&lt;/a&gt;; Bob books, Dr. Seuss, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Handwriting: &lt;a href="http://www.setonbooks.com/viewone.php?ToView=P-HW01-11"&gt;Seton 1st Grade&lt;/a&gt;; Writing Can Help; copywork&lt;br /&gt;Religion: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Image-God-Who-Am-Kindergarten/dp/0898703255"&gt;Image of God Pre-K/K&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History: &lt;a href="http://www.rchistory.com/cwh_intro.htm"&gt;Connecting with History&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://www.welltrainedmind.com/store/the-story-of-the-world-vol-1-ancient-times-revised-edition-hardback.html"&gt;Story of the World Vol. 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/dp/0801493846?tag=harmonyfine01-20&amp;amp;camp=14573&amp;amp;creative=327641&amp;amp;linkCode=as1&amp;amp;creativeASIN=0801493846&amp;amp;adid=16HPDSN6ZJA4ZX5JQW4V&amp;amp;"&gt;Handbook of Nature Study; &lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://handbookofnaturestudy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Handbook of Nature Study blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Child-Size-Masterpieces-Steps-Matching/dp/0960101675/ref=pd_sim_b_2"&gt; Mommy It's a Renoir&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music:&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.emmanuelbooks.com/product_detail.cfm?ID=653"&gt;36 Latin Hymns&lt;/a&gt;; classical cds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to work out how to do the history stuff.&amp;nbsp; There's a lot to cover, so I'm thinking that I'll probably let use this for next year too. For religion, I also have &lt;a href="http://www.grovepublishing.com/bible/faith-and-life.htm"&gt;Faith and Life: Our Heavenly Father&lt;/a&gt; and the First Communion Catechism.&amp;nbsp; I may switch to these at some point during the year, or just wait till next year.&amp;nbsp; Right now I have Amelia working with Maria during Math time, but she's moving a little slower.&amp;nbsp; I want to move Maria quickly through Primer, as it's mostly things we've covered already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to have some time in the next few days to post some pictures of our classroom and the kids working.&amp;nbsp; But right now I'm hearing a strange thumping upstairs, so I think I should investigate it.&amp;nbsp; Sounds like naptime is over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-8905243309229979390?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/8905243309229979390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=8905243309229979390' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/8905243309229979390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/8905243309229979390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2010/08/heres-line-up.html' title='Here&apos;s the line-up.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-2371852840320318607</id><published>2010-07-17T00:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T00:41:44.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some pictures of the kids so my Aunt will stop bugging me. :)</title><content type='html'>These are from a few months/weeks ago.  The most recent ones are stuck on the camera, as I keep forgetting to get new (lithium) batteries for it.  I have regular batteries that would work to let me upload the pics, but if I put them in I'll forget to get the lithium ones and then I'll be stuck somewhere with dead batteries ('cuz the regular don't last as long) and I'll be really upset that I can't take pictures and post them to my blog for my dear Aunt to look at.  (Hi, Aunt Rosey!  I think you're the only blog reader that I have left. :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEZkt5GiLI/AAAAAAAABjw/9znKj-BP5Xw/s1600/100_2532.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEZkt5GiLI/AAAAAAAABjw/9znKj-BP5Xw/s320/100_2532.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look what I found!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yep, that's Amelia.&amp;nbsp; She was two months old then.&amp;nbsp; And rather grumpy.&amp;nbsp; Oh, wait, I'm supposed to be posting new pictures.&amp;nbsp; Hmmm.... Let me see.&amp;nbsp; I stopped posting at Eastertime.&amp;nbsp; So I'll start way back then.&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; This should be fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEbwHO_BmI/AAAAAAAABj4/ZYe0OEpLMI8/s1600/IMG_2249.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEbwHO_BmI/AAAAAAAABj4/ZYe0OEpLMI8/s320/IMG_2249.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joshua's first time in a swing?&amp;nbsp; At least the first time this spring, I think.&amp;nbsp; He definitely liked it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEdlsz2twI/AAAAAAAABkI/-oo2ZFmsB5Y/s1600/IMG_2274ed..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEdlsz2twI/AAAAAAAABkI/-oo2ZFmsB5Y/s320/IMG_2274ed..jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey, who's that handsome man in a suit?&amp;nbsp; Right there in front.&amp;nbsp; Yep, that's my Eagle Scout husband, with current and former members of his Scout troop, which celebrated 50 years this year.&amp;nbsp; Very cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEdrVX3UfI/AAAAAAAABkQ/0CHLI9V_W3U/s1600/IMG_2286.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEdrVX3UfI/AAAAAAAABkQ/0CHLI9V_W3U/s320/IMG_2286.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some memorabilia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEdtYTv9_I/AAAAAAAABkY/ahMkkKV72-M/s1600/IMG_2287.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEdtYTv9_I/AAAAAAAABkY/ahMkkKV72-M/s320/IMG_2287.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jim looking dapper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEd6k5VlFI/AAAAAAAABkg/-akFO9UJRXg/s1600/IMG_2293.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEd6k5VlFI/AAAAAAAABkg/-akFO9UJRXg/s320/IMG_2293.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And not so dapper.&amp;nbsp; But definitely manly.&lt;br /&gt;Yep, that's the washer he's fixing and it still works too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What's that?&amp;nbsp; Oh, right.&amp;nbsp; I'm supposed to be posting pictures of the kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEeMWCRz2I/AAAAAAAABko/be8e33VR-2k/s1600/IMG_2297.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEeMWCRz2I/AAAAAAAABko/be8e33VR-2k/s320/IMG_2297.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEeOKNUj7I/AAAAAAAABkw/4Ll7BzL0Q_I/s1600/IMG_2298.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEeOKNUj7I/AAAAAAAABkw/4Ll7BzL0Q_I/s320/IMG_2298.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's some from our co-op's preschool.&amp;nbsp; Can you find Joshie in the second one?&lt;br /&gt;Yep, crying.&amp;nbsp; I don't remember why.&amp;nbsp; But the other kids are cute, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEewb3-sfI/AAAAAAAABk4/LtNtEYB5XqM/s1600/IMG_2308.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEewb3-sfI/AAAAAAAABk4/LtNtEYB5XqM/s320/IMG_2308.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's one of Amelia in our yard.&amp;nbsp; She's bringing me a dandelion, her favorite flower.&amp;nbsp; See how happy she is.&amp;nbsp; This is why we won't get "real" grass, there'd be no dandelions and Amelia would be sad.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; This give me a chance to finally blog a great Amelia quote:&amp;nbsp; We were at the playground and Amelia came over to me and said, "Mommy, I gave that girl a dandelion so when meanness happens she can raise it in the air and make happiness again."&amp;nbsp; Yep, no real grass around here, just lots of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEe1SnsTAI/AAAAAAAABlA/n--PQggERjk/s1600/IMG_2325.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEe1SnsTAI/AAAAAAAABlA/n--PQggERjk/s320/IMG_2325.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Maria all girly in the stream.&amp;nbsp; She was afraid of getting her dress wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEe8ligfsI/AAAAAAAABlI/7vHLtNuBejo/s1600/IMG_2332_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEe8ligfsI/AAAAAAAABlI/7vHLtNuBejo/s320/IMG_2332_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Joshua and I, a self potrait.&amp;nbsp; I look ok, 'cept for the large hat.&amp;nbsp; J&lt;br /&gt;oshie looks stunned.&amp;nbsp; Too much fresh air perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEfB3VEbRI/AAAAAAAABlQ/7-0WD9gZZLw/s1600/IMG_2346.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEfB3VEbRI/AAAAAAAABlQ/7-0WD9gZZLw/s320/IMG_2346.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Family walk.&amp;nbsp; No chance we'll blend in; such bright colors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEfdlh_SPI/AAAAAAAABlY/65JR1MFKwks/s1600/IMG_2382.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEfdlh_SPI/AAAAAAAABlY/65JR1MFKwks/s320/IMG_2382.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ack!&amp;nbsp; What's he doing here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEfhbfu3vI/AAAAAAAABlg/Wn0IPbN1vTU/s1600/IMG_2381.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEfhbfu3vI/AAAAAAAABlg/Wn0IPbN1vTU/s320/IMG_2381.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Whew!&amp;nbsp; Good thing he's sleeping.&amp;nbsp; And there's very thick glass.&lt;br /&gt;This was from our mother's day trip to the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEgBiMe5JI/AAAAAAAABlo/bl6SaFFhx4A/s1600/IMG_2414.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEgBiMe5JI/AAAAAAAABlo/bl6SaFFhx4A/s320/IMG_2414.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So is this.&amp;nbsp; They were having a culture fair - Asia and the South Pacific.&amp;nbsp; This was Kung-fu.&lt;br /&gt;Jim was very pleased indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEgG1NHwkI/AAAAAAAABlw/g7la-JkLg28/s1600/IMG_2445.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEgG1NHwkI/AAAAAAAABlw/g7la-JkLg28/s320/IMG_2445.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The girls are such hams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEgOGFFv-I/AAAAAAAABl4/ww1GADD-df8/s1600/IMG_2476.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEgOGFFv-I/AAAAAAAABl4/ww1GADD-df8/s320/IMG_2476.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joshua liked the hippo statue.&amp;nbsp; Even though it was seeringly hot.&amp;nbsp; Yikes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEgTb_hVeI/AAAAAAAABmA/esDVm-jeYO8/s1600/IMG_2490.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEgTb_hVeI/AAAAAAAABmA/esDVm-jeYO8/s320/IMG_2490.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey, look!&amp;nbsp; A hedgehog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEglxNLmxI/AAAAAAAABmI/K4O4YXr2Zrg/s1600/IMG_2530.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEglxNLmxI/AAAAAAAABmI/K4O4YXr2Zrg/s320/IMG_2530.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And some hippos!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite.&amp;nbsp; Don't laugh.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And yes, it's because I would love to lounge around all day mostly submerged in a cool pool of water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEhLzh0ipI/AAAAAAAABmQ/X-mYsChsIPM/s1600/IMG_2544.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEhLzh0ipI/AAAAAAAABmQ/X-mYsChsIPM/s320/IMG_2544.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right, back to the kids.&amp;nbsp; This was from Mom's birthday trip to the Penn State Creamery (and later dinner).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Joshua's wondering, "Where's mine!"&amp;nbsp; He did have some too.&amp;nbsp; And he was very happy with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEhPwvFXEI/AAAAAAAABmY/u_eDuRElw4o/s1600/IMG_2553.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEhPwvFXEI/AAAAAAAABmY/u_eDuRElw4o/s320/IMG_2553.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jim did this.&amp;nbsp; They're lying outside the Palmer Museum on campus.&amp;nbsp; See how happy they are to oblige daddy, and lay on the dirty cement in the middle of the hubbub of graduation weekend.&amp;nbsp; (Yes, some poor planning on our parts...maybe next trip to campus we'll be able to get a picture of them at the Lion Shrine without having to wait in a ginormous line.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEhWn_YiRI/AAAAAAAABmg/sbCCncUcgEQ/s1600/IMG_2555BW.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEhWn_YiRI/AAAAAAAABmg/sbCCncUcgEQ/s320/IMG_2555BW.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our toad.&amp;nbsp; He lives under a tree root right along the path in the woods.&amp;nbsp; He's almost always there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amelia was beside herself with joy when he peed on her.&amp;nbsp; She thought it was the funniest thing since we saw the hawk pooping.&amp;nbsp; Yep, she's recently potty-trained, how could you tell?&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEhludOtUI/AAAAAAAABmo/np0AR8Ft-OA/s1600/IMG_2564.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEhludOtUI/AAAAAAAABmo/np0AR8Ft-OA/s320/IMG_2564.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our second favorite spot to play in the creek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEiWxkxheI/AAAAAAAABm4/rhZiJ3ns1TU/s1600/IMG_2576.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEiWxkxheI/AAAAAAAABm4/rhZiJ3ns1TU/s200/IMG_2576.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEiSPt87iI/AAAAAAAABmw/7_ShF5XawLM/s1600/IMG_2575.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEiSPt87iI/AAAAAAAABmw/7_ShF5XawLM/s200/IMG_2575.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEid2C-0ZI/AAAAAAAABnA/b4_2V6j1U2o/s1600/IMG_2578.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEid2C-0ZI/AAAAAAAABnA/b4_2V6j1U2o/s320/IMG_2578.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Amelia pushing Joshua on the swings.&amp;nbsp; These two are gonna have some good times together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEjFVednpI/AAAAAAAABng/1GLi5KO3J44/s1600/IMG_2617.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEjFVednpI/AAAAAAAABng/1GLi5KO3J44/s200/IMG_2617.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEi7T8PwLI/AAAAAAAABnY/NbJVlG-qWOo/s1600/IMG_2602.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEi7T8PwLI/AAAAAAAABnY/NbJVlG-qWOo/s200/IMG_2602.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEiwNtKx7I/AAAAAAAABnQ/zkZx9A-oVHg/s1600/IMG_2593.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEiwNtKx7I/AAAAAAAABnQ/zkZx9A-oVHg/s200/IMG_2593.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEitIgyzTI/AAAAAAAABnI/bgGauTWEB_w/s1600/IMG_2592.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEitIgyzTI/AAAAAAAABnI/bgGauTWEB_w/s200/IMG_2592.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This group is from the girls' dance class.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have some video of their "recital" but I'll figure out how to post that some other time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEjb9rL1-I/AAAAAAAABno/xTbBRkQwYqw/s1600/IMG_2619.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEjb9rL1-I/AAAAAAAABno/xTbBRkQwYqw/s320/IMG_2619.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amelia at the hairdresser, getting ready for her first haircut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEjgZXu5YI/AAAAAAAABnw/p27DiiV4Rvs/s1600/IMG_2626.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEjgZXu5YI/AAAAAAAABnw/p27DiiV4Rvs/s320/IMG_2626.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She looks a bit concerned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEjj7lF7HI/AAAAAAAABn4/xReLB05Gprg/s1600/IMG_2627.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEjj7lF7HI/AAAAAAAABn4/xReLB05Gprg/s320/IMG_2627.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But she did great, and it was just a quick trim anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEjtRTgB8I/AAAAAAAABoA/Be1QLfcuveg/s1600/IMG_2623.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEjtRTgB8I/AAAAAAAABoA/Be1QLfcuveg/s320/IMG_2623.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joshua got his hair trimmed too!&amp;nbsp; At least most of it.&amp;nbsp; A boy can only sit still so long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEj3y9j2ZI/AAAAAAAABoI/_KVfNsbc5kU/s1600/IMG_2628.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEj3y9j2ZI/AAAAAAAABoI/_KVfNsbc5kU/s320/IMG_2628.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Especially when there's a cute dog to chase around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEj-0Olv5I/AAAAAAAABoQ/K77kBpMLLL8/s1600/IMG_2634.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEj-0Olv5I/AAAAAAAABoQ/K77kBpMLLL8/s320/IMG_2634.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maria got her hair trimmed too.&amp;nbsp; But she's an old pro.&amp;nbsp; This was her third haircut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whew!&amp;nbsp; That brings me up to the end of May.&amp;nbsp; I'll have to do June/July in the next post.&amp;nbsp; Which I'll try to get to this weekend.&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/3497092289452000534-2371852840320318607?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/2371852840320318607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=2371852840320318607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2371852840320318607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2371852840320318607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2010/07/some-pictures-of-kids-so-my-aunt-will.html' title='Some pictures of the kids so my Aunt will stop bugging me. :)'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/TEEZkt5GiLI/AAAAAAAABjw/9znKj-BP5Xw/s72-c/100_2532.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-4323915352691553941</id><published>2010-04-23T23:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T23:22:30.417-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Easter Pictures.</title><content type='html'>Finally posting some pictures from Easter.  I may get a chance to do a few more this weekend.  Some egg dying ones and some random spring ones.  We'll see.  I want to post more often really.  But life's crazy and I keep getting sidetracked painting stuff, watching Jim fix things and gathering the socks which seem to sprout from the floors.  Such is the life of a mom of three little ones, in a big old house that is in need of repair.  At least now that we know has a job (for awhile longer anyway) we can plan the next round of major projects, starting with the foundation fix and maybe some landscaping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So enjoy these pictures anyway.  It may be some time before I get a chance to post again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EMnkCXvaI/AAAAAAAABgQ/w0ULn62bPzs/s1600/IMG_2043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EMnkCXvaI/AAAAAAAABgQ/w0ULn62bPzs/s320/IMG_2043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Community Easter Egg Hunt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EMorGHBZI/AAAAAAAABgY/J0m6ey6M3pA/s1600/IMG_2044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EMorGHBZI/AAAAAAAABgY/J0m6ey6M3pA/s320/IMG_2044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Glorious Field of Eggs and Prizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EM1jqJfTI/AAAAAAAABgg/QbsLThwXkAA/s1600/IMG_2046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EM1jqJfTI/AAAAAAAABgg/QbsLThwXkAA/s320/IMG_2046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Waiting is so hard to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9ENbCI6SDI/AAAAAAAABgo/9s9LtRk1r6E/s1600/IMG_2055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9ENbCI6SDI/AAAAAAAABgo/9s9LtRk1r6E/s320/IMG_2055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The girls and the Bunny.&amp;nbsp; Amelia proudly holds her football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EOAMTD8LI/AAAAAAAABgw/AJItOvKgo0A/s1600/IMG_2059_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EOAMTD8LI/AAAAAAAABgw/AJItOvKgo0A/s320/IMG_2059_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Checking out the candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EOIJJW4RI/AAAAAAAABhA/OeopGuN-eOY/s1600/IMG_2065.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EOIJJW4RI/AAAAAAAABhA/OeopGuN-eOY/s320/IMG_2065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, that's Sponge Bob.&amp;nbsp; He lives at Grammie's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EOPP7wXvI/AAAAAAAABhI/8ijgSb2C0nE/s1600/IMG_2069.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EOPP7wXvI/AAAAAAAABhI/8ijgSb2C0nE/s320/IMG_2069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to see here.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EOWQZlDZI/AAAAAAAABhQ/bfhauJD-QSI/s1600/IMG_2072.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EOWQZlDZI/AAAAAAAABhQ/bfhauJD-QSI/s320/IMG_2072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls inspecting their Easter baskets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EOYo1vD_I/AAAAAAAABhY/xd1Ii__fJVI/s1600/IMG_2076_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EOYo1vD_I/AAAAAAAABhY/xd1Ii__fJVI/s320/IMG_2076_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua inspecting the girls Easter baskets and ignoring his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EOk9qmOxI/AAAAAAAABhg/4-DdRQdSVW4/s1600/IMG_2081.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EOk9qmOxI/AAAAAAAABhg/4-DdRQdSVW4/s320/IMG_2081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Maria, all dressed for church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EOp8B9AWI/AAAAAAAABho/CcjoAVoQ9fw/s1600/IMG_2084.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EOp8B9AWI/AAAAAAAABho/CcjoAVoQ9fw/s320/IMG_2084.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Amelia and Uncle Kerry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EO0gZG74I/AAAAAAAABhw/Dx3eAHANDUQ/s1600/IMG_2087.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EO0gZG74I/AAAAAAAABhw/Dx3eAHANDUQ/s320/IMG_2087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua and Grammie. (Notice how much he loved his hat.&amp;nbsp; Sigh. Next time I'll get him one with straps.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EO7KVSPBI/AAAAAAAABh4/KSJmrsmdXnk/s1600/IMG_2088.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EO7KVSPBI/AAAAAAAABh4/KSJmrsmdXnk/s320/IMG_2088.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerry, Becky and my niece or nephew.&amp;nbsp; Can't wait till November.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EPvtwLT7I/AAAAAAAABiA/0GsC6zVVRJM/s1600/IMG_2105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EPvtwLT7I/AAAAAAAABiA/0GsC6zVVRJM/s320/IMG_2105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Family.&amp;nbsp; Too many cameras, we're all looking in different directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EP3F9aKUI/AAAAAAAABiI/XvfOaxE7l04/s1600/IMG_2107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EP3F9aKUI/AAAAAAAABiI/XvfOaxE7l04/s320/IMG_2107.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one's pretty nice, Joshie looks suspicious though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EQL1F_zYI/AAAAAAAABiQ/Y9FlVLyP4Dk/s1600/IMG_2122.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EQL1F_zYI/AAAAAAAABiQ/Y9FlVLyP4Dk/s320/IMG_2122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EQOYEFDoI/AAAAAAAABiY/S1ZLyLNI5fI/s1600/IMG_2123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EQOYEFDoI/AAAAAAAABiY/S1ZLyLNI5fI/s320/IMG_2123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria being shy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EQP4UATbI/AAAAAAAABig/3qLc7bCjIKE/s1600/IMG_2124.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EQP4UATbI/AAAAAAAABig/3qLc7bCjIKE/s320/IMG_2124.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&amp;nbsp; Just fooling around for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EQjeYrJzI/AAAAAAAABio/1kOUiEZJHRE/s1600/IMG_2133.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EQjeYrJzI/AAAAAAAABio/1kOUiEZJHRE/s320/IMG_2133.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumping rope, almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EQmN1ia1I/AAAAAAAABiw/BdpEP3Dq4LE/s1600/IMG_2134.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EQmN1ia1I/AAAAAAAABiw/BdpEP3Dq4LE/s320/IMG_2134.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting better.&amp;nbsp; Looks like we have to get a good jump rope for the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EQoT8W3VI/AAAAAAAABi4/FE892-_6wjA/s1600/IMG_2144.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EQoT8W3VI/AAAAAAAABi4/FE892-_6wjA/s320/IMG_2144.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Egg Hunt.&amp;nbsp; Look at 'em go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EQv1jruVI/AAAAAAAABjA/F3EDH-3Cc8c/s1600/IMG_2145.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EQv1jruVI/AAAAAAAABjA/F3EDH-3Cc8c/s320/IMG_2145.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, Becky was just helping the kids, not hunting eggs.&amp;nbsp; Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EQzaS-udI/AAAAAAAABjI/gG991qS_WeQ/s1600/IMG_2150.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EQzaS-udI/AAAAAAAABjI/gG991qS_WeQ/s320/IMG_2150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EQ85hgoTI/AAAAAAAABjQ/23o2zfmud_s/s1600/IMG_2154.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EQ85hgoTI/AAAAAAAABjQ/23o2zfmud_s/s320/IMG_2154.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&amp;nbsp; That's mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EQ-hG1n4I/AAAAAAAABjY/vYBELHScvWE/s1600/IMG_2157.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EQ-hG1n4I/AAAAAAAABjY/vYBELHScvWE/s320/IMG_2157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal shaped eggs.&amp;nbsp; This one's a tiger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9ERFXm9NFI/AAAAAAAABjg/nHn8nAO7f0c/s1600/IMG_2167.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9ERFXm9NFI/AAAAAAAABjg/nHn8nAO7f0c/s320/IMG_2167.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/3497092289452000534-4323915352691553941?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/4323915352691553941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=4323915352691553941' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/4323915352691553941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/4323915352691553941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2010/04/some-easter-pictures.html' title='Some Easter Pictures.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S9EMnkCXvaI/AAAAAAAABgQ/w0ULn62bPzs/s72-c/IMG_2043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-1953765205720758291</id><published>2010-03-10T17:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T17:56:39.462-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally some more pictures of the kiddos.</title><content type='html'>Since we moved this fall, I feel like I'm running around in circles just trying to accomplish everyday tasks.&amp;nbsp; We're still quite disorganized and unpacking, and have a long to-do list of household projects.&amp;nbsp; All this and trying to homeschool the girls while Joshua exercises he newly acquired crawling and cruising skills has been a challenge to say the least.&amp;nbsp; He especially likes swiping everything off their work table and gets really excited when he's able to grab a pencil or crayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had much time to even take pictures but I'll be making more of an effort at that in the coming days.&amp;nbsp; We have two "field trips" planned, so I should have something nice to share this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'll post a couple from the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S5f8s_L-FJI/AAAAAAAABdg/yNeU9GUksdU/s1600-h/IMG_1715.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/S5f8s_L-FJI/AAAAAAAABdg/yNeU9GUksdU/s320/IMG_1715.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhCVBeqIII/AAAAAAAABao/ix6a6aF39Vs/s1600-h/IMG_1060.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhCVBeqIII/AAAAAAAABao/ix6a6aF39Vs/s320/IMG_1060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting the moving truck down the driveway was pretty exciting.&amp;nbsp; This was the first attempt... they ended up backing out and then backing down before unloading.&amp;nbsp; Glad I wasn't here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhCCyV_IXI/AAAAAAAABaA/fNRELp_rHko/s1600-h/IMG_1151.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhCCyV_IXI/AAAAAAAABaA/fNRELp_rHko/s320/IMG_1151.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the first things that had to happen was removal of the 'wall fabric' in the hall bathroom.&amp;nbsp; Very satisfying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhCFpmUvZI/AAAAAAAABaI/lG4lh1bK7ig/s1600-h/IMG_1155.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhCFpmUvZI/AAAAAAAABaI/lG4lh1bK7ig/s320/IMG_1155.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhCI3teLHI/AAAAAAAABaQ/vJuk09QH78M/s1600-h/IMG_1156.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhCI3teLHI/AAAAAAAABaQ/vJuk09QH78M/s320/IMG_1156.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhCL4ZCNgI/AAAAAAAABaY/uvciacNAdW4/s1600-h/IMG_1157.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhCL4ZCNgI/AAAAAAAABaY/uvciacNAdW4/s320/IMG_1157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This was our surprise on the day of walk-through, a full blown roof leak into the master bedroom.&amp;nbsp; After the room is done, our contractor will remove this gross ceiling and replace it.&amp;nbsp; In fact, he's already started by having one of his guys stick a foot through it from above.&amp;nbsp; (Fortunately no one was hurt, but it just shows how bad the roof was.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhCOd4QEDI/AAAAAAAABag/7h_swV91Qbk/s1600-h/IMG_1158.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhCOd4QEDI/AAAAAAAABag/7h_swV91Qbk/s320/IMG_1158.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhCdUVoAsI/AAAAAAAABaw/boOG7ykvbuY/s1600-h/IMG_1062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhCdUVoAsI/AAAAAAAABaw/boOG7ykvbuY/s320/IMG_1062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria clowning around, after eating a blue lollipop. (No, her teeth aren't always that color.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhCfc3bADI/AAAAAAAABa4/B8nOc-mFAXA/s1600-h/IMG_1068.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhCfc3bADI/AAAAAAAABa4/B8nOc-mFAXA/s320/IMG_1068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from our deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhChYClopI/AAAAAAAABbA/lTDs76NYvPA/s1600-h/IMG_1069.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhChYClopI/AAAAAAAABbA/lTDs76NYvPA/s320/IMG_1069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living room floors before refinishing - actually the best looking area of floor.  It was the pet stains in hall and master bedroom (and the water damage) that prompted the refinishing.  And I figured while we were at it, I may as well change the color too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhClaQ6SvI/AAAAAAAABbI/lFT1aqfeALE/s1600-h/IMG_1072.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhClaQ6SvI/AAAAAAAABbI/lFT1aqfeALE/s320/IMG_1072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen cleaning.  There were cobwebs in the cabinets; such fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhCpatQ8rI/AAAAAAAABbQ/tizJ7kn9ePk/s1600-h/IMG_1076.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhCpatQ8rI/AAAAAAAABbQ/tizJ7kn9ePk/s320/IMG_1076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temporary bunk room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhCxiXumdI/AAAAAAAABbY/ErInBXtesE4/s1600-h/IMG_1080.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhCxiXumdI/AAAAAAAABbY/ErInBXtesE4/s320/IMG_1080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky stuck behind a wall of the girls' toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhCz9br0OI/AAAAAAAABbg/siwCJuREhE4/s1600-h/IMG_1081.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhCz9br0OI/AAAAAAAABbg/siwCJuREhE4/s320/IMG_1081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky wearing Jim's old Halloween armor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhC6MdePMI/AAAAAAAABbo/JY-nwMlv7IM/s1600-h/IMG_1118_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhC6MdePMI/AAAAAAAABbo/JY-nwMlv7IM/s320/IMG_1118_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last picture in the old yellow room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhC8uQC7pI/AAAAAAAABbw/ajO93gJXIws/s1600-h/IMG_1120.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhC8uQC7pI/AAAAAAAABbw/ajO93gJXIws/s320/IMG_1120.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls, saying goodbye to the green room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhDEUuD7wI/AAAAAAAABb4/LbC72sbwqi8/s1600-h/100_6562.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhDEUuD7wI/AAAAAAAABb4/LbC72sbwqi8/s320/100_6562.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My enclave of peace and homeyness.  The only thing I've decorated as of yet.  Can't wait to get upstairs and start painting and really unpacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhDNc9JeUI/AAAAAAAABcA/gZuhVT5M3uk/s1600-h/100_6564.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhDNc9JeUI/AAAAAAAABcA/gZuhVT5M3uk/s320/100_6564.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giant dumpster of doom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhDQsuGEHI/AAAAAAAABcI/AtkUmxhdtqg/s1600-h/100_6574.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhDQsuGEHI/AAAAAAAABcI/AtkUmxhdtqg/s320/100_6574.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crane lifting supplies up to the roofers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhDS45mSYI/AAAAAAAABcQ/UTkSIyfn48E/s1600-h/100_6575.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhDS45mSYI/AAAAAAAABcQ/UTkSIyfn48E/s320/100_6575.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A heavy load, swinging right towards the window, all controlled by a handheld remote.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhDU8JmYUI/AAAAAAAABcY/e3_ybJMf8Ns/s1600-h/100_6577.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhDU8JmYUI/AAAAAAAABcY/e3_ybJMf8Ns/s320/100_6577.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua, oblivious to all the banging and whirring. Wish I had a bouncy seat too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhDY8baCQI/AAAAAAAABcg/rFXsrGzr-O8/s1600-h/100_6578.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhDY8baCQI/AAAAAAAABcg/rFXsrGzr-O8/s320/100_6578.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driveway chaos - four contractors in one day: roofers, electricians, heater and floor guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhDdGSu20I/AAAAAAAABco/fVqVytxbEsM/s1600-h/100_6582.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhDdGSu20I/AAAAAAAABco/fVqVytxbEsM/s320/100_6582.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rare sight, all three kids asleep at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhDkmyXgLI/AAAAAAAABcw/Xq299Xm-nu0/s1600-h/100_6589.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhDkmyXgLI/AAAAAAAABcw/Xq299Xm-nu0/s320/100_6589.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Progress, the roof half done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhDmCvvPSI/AAAAAAAABc4/dsYzcm7CgEU/s1600-h/100_6591.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhDmCvvPSI/AAAAAAAABc4/dsYzcm7CgEU/s320/100_6591.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiny new floors, after the first coat of finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhDn7cKysI/AAAAAAAABdA/5lyVFyAAdYs/s1600-h/100_6593.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhDn7cKysI/AAAAAAAABdA/5lyVFyAAdYs/s320/100_6593.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stairs - looks like we'll have to restain that hand rail too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhDqUfZ6iI/AAAAAAAABdI/DUTQD-tRQZc/s1600-h/100_6594.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhDqUfZ6iI/AAAAAAAABdI/DUTQD-tRQZc/s320/100_6594.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first visitor, seminarian Steve.  He'll have to come back and see the rest of the house, after the floors are done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhDxeJG09I/AAAAAAAABdQ/VcNO3TAqzug/s1600-h/100_6607.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhDxeJG09I/AAAAAAAABdQ/VcNO3TAqzug/s320/100_6607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhDxeJG09I/AAAAAAAABdQ/VcNO3TAqzug/s1600-h/100_6607.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/3497092289452000534-8469779130617283547?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/8469779130617283547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=8469779130617283547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/8469779130617283547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/8469779130617283547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/11/moving-in-first-week-in-new-place.html' title='Moving In: First week in the new place.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SvhCVBeqIII/AAAAAAAABao/ix6a6aF39Vs/s72-c/IMG_1060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-6333005462759797299</id><published>2009-11-09T10:38:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T11:20:14.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Joshua update.</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not posting much... things are crazy.  We're in the new house now, but not in all of it, since we're getting the floors refinished.  So we have all our stuff squashed into four rooms.  I did want to put some new pictures of Joshua up and maybe if the kids cooperate, I'll get pictures of the new house up too.  First, some of Joshua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Svg5gvtXRVI/AAAAAAAABYw/n6Eup8H9e_Y/s1600-h/IMG_0770.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402130987756242258" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Svg5gvtXRVI/AAAAAAAABYw/n6Eup8H9e_Y/s320/IMG_0770.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Three months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Svg5g1v1krI/AAAAAAAABY4/lkqOo6qaEzI/s1600-h/IMG_0771.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402130989377229490" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Svg5g1v1krI/AAAAAAAABY4/lkqOo6qaEzI/s320/IMG_0771.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey, Mom! Watch this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Svg5hP2x2GI/AAAAAAAABZA/YMI0u8R4xdw/s1600-h/IMG_0772.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402130996385667170" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Svg5hP2x2GI/AAAAAAAABZA/YMI0u8R4xdw/s320/IMG_0772.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grab lion, eat lion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Svg5hZdGTkI/AAAAAAAABZQ/-1nw_552o8o/s1600-h/100_6527.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402130998962310722" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Svg5hZdGTkI/AAAAAAAABZQ/-1nw_552o8o/s320/100_6527.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmm, what's this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Svg5hWGlT1I/AAAAAAAABZI/iGrNyB7MFDo/s1600-h/IMG_0907.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402130998062567250" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Svg5hWGlT1I/AAAAAAAABZI/iGrNyB7MFDo/s320/IMG_0907.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, yeah!  I've got this rolling thing down.  Now how do I climb outta here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Svg6krn8BOI/AAAAAAAABZg/ZfNPMIrAvv8/s1600-h/IMG_1049.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402132154890847458" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Svg6krn8BOI/AAAAAAAABZg/ZfNPMIrAvv8/s320/IMG_1049.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Turning on the charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Svg6k976O0I/AAAAAAAABZo/YkqcMrEYdAU/s1600-h/IMG_1052.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402132159806454594" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Svg6k976O0I/AAAAAAAABZo/YkqcMrEYdAU/s320/IMG_1052.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Four months old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Svg6kgXFGFI/AAAAAAAABZY/ALEL2Va-OQ0/s1600-h/100_6534_edited-1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402132151867349074" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Svg6kgXFGFI/AAAAAAAABZY/ALEL2Va-OQ0/s320/100_6534_edited-1.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sisters love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Svg6lZnzrxI/AAAAAAAABZ4/evf-Z4VGl10/s1600-h/100_6539.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402132167238332178" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Svg6lZnzrxI/AAAAAAAABZ4/evf-Z4VGl10/s320/100_6539.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love snuggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Svg6lJhC6II/AAAAAAAABZw/E4Gaqc4m6M4/s1600-h/IMG_1042.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402132162915002498" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Svg6lJhC6II/AAAAAAAABZw/E4Gaqc4m6M4/s320/IMG_1042.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gotta love those toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stats: 15lbs, 12oz., 25 inches long; eyes, still blue - the doctor says they are usually set in their color by 6 months, so they may still change, but for now we're all enjoying Mr. Blue Eyes. &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/3497092289452000534-6333005462759797299?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/6333005462759797299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=6333005462759797299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/6333005462759797299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/6333005462759797299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/11/joshua-update.html' title='Joshua update.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Svg5gvtXRVI/AAAAAAAABYw/n6Eup8H9e_Y/s72-c/IMG_0770.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-2811190714861912596</id><published>2009-09-03T10:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T10:24:42.792-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some pictures of the girls.</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures from our recent walk in the local nature area.  There are apparently several trails and streams in this 89 acre &lt;a href="http://umphf.org/mckaig.htm"&gt;nature area&lt;/a&gt;.  The property that we're most interested in has 1.5 acres that adjoins this nature area, so if all goes well we'll be living within walking distance of this stream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Sp_OSIom4vI/AAAAAAAABYo/tVHAv3oKcW0/s1600-h/IMG_0566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Sp_OSIom4vI/AAAAAAAABYo/tVHAv3oKcW0/s320/IMG_0566.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377243291054433010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Sp_ORoYRqSI/AAAAAAAABYg/OVhyBxN1t2c/s1600-h/IMG_0572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Sp_ORoYRqSI/AAAAAAAABYg/OVhyBxN1t2c/s320/IMG_0572.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377243282395998498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Sp_ORSCX7xI/AAAAAAAABYY/jvaEgzE9N5k/s1600-h/IMG_0571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Sp_ORSCX7xI/AAAAAAAABYY/jvaEgzE9N5k/s320/IMG_0571.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377243276398554898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Maria and her rattlesnake.  During a recent conversation about snakes, I mentioned that if you see a snake you should get away quickly, especially if it's a rattlesnake.  Maria said, "Ya, but you can PLAY with MY rattlesnake."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Sp_OQwFW6wI/AAAAAAAABYQ/0XU1PGKYwe0/s1600-h/IMG_0589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Sp_OQwFW6wI/AAAAAAAABYQ/0XU1PGKYwe0/s320/IMG_0589.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377243267284265730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Sp_OQX7CVkI/AAAAAAAABYI/9B2RAhyl0EI/s1600-h/IMG_0583_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Sp_OQX7CVkI/AAAAAAAABYI/9B2RAhyl0EI/s320/IMG_0583_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377243260798522946" 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/3497092289452000534-2811190714861912596?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/2811190714861912596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=2811190714861912596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2811190714861912596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2811190714861912596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-pictures-of-girls.html' title='Some pictures of the girls.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Sp_OSIom4vI/AAAAAAAABYo/tVHAv3oKcW0/s72-c/IMG_0566.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-4945052285608530020</id><published>2009-09-01T08:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T08:03:37.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning.</title><content type='html'>You know that the morning is going to be interesting when you go into you room to get dressed and return to find your nearly three year old lying in her bed cuddling a cheese stick.  This would be her second one this morning...  I'm thinking growth-spurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-4945052285608530020?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/4945052285608530020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=4945052285608530020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/4945052285608530020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/4945052285608530020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/09/morning.html' title='Morning.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-6093771231281123432</id><published>2009-09-01T07:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T08:00:31.227-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Joshua Tree</title><content type='html'>A link to a picture of a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Joshua_Tree_NP_-_Joshua_Tree_2.jpg"&gt;Joshua Tree&lt;/a&gt;.  Just because it's sooo cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-6093771231281123432?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/6093771231281123432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=6093771231281123432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/6093771231281123432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/6093771231281123432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/09/joshua-tree.html' title='Joshua Tree'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-6109167420124496633</id><published>2009-08-24T14:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T23:20:34.904-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Months.</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to post here more often, really I am. But with the kiddos and all the cleaning and packing and trying to sell the house... this takes a backseat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did at least want to post some pictures of Joshua, now two months old. We have his check-up later tonight, so I'll edit this post later to add his weight and height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now some cute pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SpLZk0Cg6FI/AAAAAAAABXw/hK6nxOmm53U/s1600-h/IMG_0471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SpLZk0Cg6FI/AAAAAAAABXw/hK6nxOmm53U/s320/IMG_0471.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373596531874130002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SpLZkYSwx8I/AAAAAAAABXo/V9Sb1Mh7lQo/s1600-h/IMG_0469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SpLZkYSwx8I/AAAAAAAABXo/V9Sb1Mh7lQo/s320/IMG_0469.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373596524426086338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SpLZj4TZ-lI/AAAAAAAABXg/YxpfHWNZVsc/s1600-h/IMG_0455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SpLZj4TZ-lI/AAAAAAAABXg/YxpfHWNZVsc/s320/IMG_0455.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373596515838851666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SpLZli2X7CI/AAAAAAAABYA/j8AMLi91BOs/s1600-h/IMG_0586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SpLZli2X7CI/AAAAAAAABYA/j8AMLi91BOs/s320/IMG_0586.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373596544439675938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SpLZlZ1lEqI/AAAAAAAABX4/6vp1v0bcGe4/s1600-h/IMG_0585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SpLZlZ1lEqI/AAAAAAAABX4/6vp1v0bcGe4/s320/IMG_0585.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373596542020424354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update:  Joshua is now 12 lbs 14 oz, and 23 inches long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-6109167420124496633?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/6109167420124496633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=6109167420124496633' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/6109167420124496633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/6109167420124496633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/08/two-months.html' title='Two Months.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SpLZk0Cg6FI/AAAAAAAABXw/hK6nxOmm53U/s72-c/IMG_0471.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-264965479688684020</id><published>2009-07-25T12:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T12:23:53.599-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The things kids say...</title><content type='html'>1.  While in the van on the way to Joshua's checkup, Maria and Amelia were poking at and pushing each other.  Jim told the to stop, and had Maria put down her armrest, which was the cause of the incidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria's response:  "But Daaaadddyy!  Without my arm rest, my arm will not rest!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Amelia wanders into my room this morning, at about 10am.  She had already eaten breakfast and just had a snack of a hard boiled egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy,  I want a plum!  Dere iz a plum in da fridge.  I saw id.  Pleeeesss, may I have da plum.  I am sooooo hungry.  If I do not eat my bones will break!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, &lt;a href="http://pbskids.org/sid/#/playground"&gt;Sid the Science Kid&lt;/a&gt;.  (warning the link has sound... if your kids are around don't go there, unless you want them crowding around the computer and asking to play Sid games...but maybe that's just what my kids do.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-264965479688684020?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/264965479688684020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=264965479688684020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/264965479688684020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/264965479688684020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/07/things-kids-say.html' title='The things kids say...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-5522624580385467791</id><published>2009-07-24T08:04:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T11:06:29.351-04:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Quick Takes Friday.</title><content type='html'>Ok, I've been too lazy&lt;a href="http://www.conversiondiary.com/search/label/Quick%20Takes"&gt; to do this before&lt;/a&gt;, but since it seems that there&lt;a href="http://www.conversiondiary.com/2009/07/hint-hint.html"&gt; may be a prize &lt;/a&gt;come Monday, then I'm in for today.  If I can think of 7 random things, and if I actually have a chance to write them, with three little ones, and 80 different chores to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  It's amazing what a little paint will do.  We're trying to get our house ready to go on the market but then end of this month, so my brother-in-law has been coming over to help us paint.  (I know, we've got great family.)  Yesterday, he finished up the linen closet door and rehung it.  It brightened up the hallway so much that I'm almost rethinking my decision to stain the new pine doors.  If I didn't have two of them done already, I might just do it.  As it is, I want to paint all the "core" doors on the closets, but Jim doesn't like it when I add to the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Trying to do anything substantial with a one month old is pretty much impossible.  I'm still trying.  Yesterday, my MIL had the girls, so Joshua and I went to the Lowes and Target.  Since's he's nursing every 2-3 hours this makes for and interesting time.  While waiting for the blinds to be cut, he got hungry.  The binky sorta works to keep him calm... but only if I hold it in for him.  This makes pushing the cart difficult.  One thing that makes the trips easier is having the van, there's so much more room to relax and nurse.  I'm thinking of getting a sign that says, "Don't look now!  Breastfeeding in progress,"  just to post on the front and warn passerby who become overconcerned that the engine is running and decide to peer in to make sure someone's there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I'm thinking about starting a lending library.  I've already packed up about 7 boxes of books, and have probably about a dozen or so more to go, if I were packing them all now.  Many of these I have not read... I pick up used books at yard sales, flea market and the library's sale, so that's where a lot of the unread ones came from.  I also have a habit of buying books from conferences and retreats that I attend.  Those are another chunk of unread ones.  I'm thinking that if I take the time to catalog all my books, then when I want to read something, I'll be able to easily look it up.  Also, my friends will be able to come over and browse the collection, then check one out... this way I'll know who took my book.  Ideally, when we move, we'll have a room just for the books... I suspect this will only happen if we win the lottery before we buy the next house though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Hmmmmmm, I wonder if my "quick takes" are too long.  I have a habit of rambling when I tell stories.  My mom used to say that I was "writing a book," everytime I wanted to explain something that had happened to me.  I like to think of this as being detail oriented... something I can put on my resume should I ever need to return to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I've had my first failed attempt at leaving the house for today.  I had the girls ready, Joshua "packed" in his car carrier and was almost out the door, before I remembered that my sister will be dropping of boxes today.  I wouldn't have made it back in time to be here when she arrived, so now we're all having a snack and waiting.  I'll make another attempt later... before lunch and naptime comes, if I can muster up that my energy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I want to know why it is that both girls must try to talk to me at the same time.  There will be minutes of silence, then both of them talking at me at the same time.  It makes my brain want to explode.  Often Joshua will be crying at the same time, usually when both of the girls "urgently" need my attention.  When I try to get them to talk one at a time, I just add to the noise, since the fact that I'm speaking doesn't prompt them to stop and listen.  I'll take any advice on how to fix this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  This is what happens when "boy toys" are introduced into the home of girly girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SmnMw2enlXI/AAAAAAAABXU/bdUM5-a9CNo/s1600-h/IMG_0185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SmnMw2enlXI/AAAAAAAABXU/bdUM5-a9CNo/s320/IMG_0185.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362041970991011186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The princesses pile-in for a joy ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-5522624580385467791?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/5522624580385467791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=5522624580385467791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/5522624580385467791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/5522624580385467791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/07/7-quick-takes-friday.html' title='7 Quick Takes Friday.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SmnMw2enlXI/AAAAAAAABXU/bdUM5-a9CNo/s72-c/IMG_0185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-6997655883342246315</id><published>2009-07-22T22:12:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T22:17:41.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been one month...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SmfIBBS9NYI/AAAAAAAABXM/kwJJ0bmCwJ4/s1600-h/IMG_0385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SmfIBBS9NYI/AAAAAAAABXM/kwJJ0bmCwJ4/s320/IMG_0385.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361473801261233538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I'm still having trouble figuring out the camera. :) But I'll try to post more pics in the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SmfHuGxPWwI/AAAAAAAABXE/NWPXddnaIoo/s1600-h/IMG_0386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SmfHuGxPWwI/AAAAAAAABXE/NWPXddnaIoo/s320/IMG_0386.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361473476312914690" 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/3497092289452000534-6997655883342246315?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/6997655883342246315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=6997655883342246315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/6997655883342246315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/6997655883342246315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-been-one-month.html' title='It&apos;s been one month...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SmfIBBS9NYI/AAAAAAAABXM/kwJJ0bmCwJ4/s72-c/IMG_0385.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-4405155398103639076</id><published>2009-06-26T18:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T18:59:48.198-04:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome joshua robert!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SkVSE5Zn1qI/AAAAAAAABWY/71CKZCfY8cI/s1600-h/IMG_0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SkVSE5Zn1qI/AAAAAAAABWY/71CKZCfY8cI/s320/IMG_0038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351773976280946338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SkVSF0LFwqI/AAAAAAAABW4/hE0QPeBdf7Y/s1600-h/IMG_0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SkVSF0LFwqI/AAAAAAAABW4/hE0QPeBdf7Y/s320/IMG_0061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351773992057684642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SkVSFUudW3I/AAAAAAAABWs/ST4cKk3kQEY/s1600-h/IMG_0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SkVSFUudW3I/AAAAAAAABWs/ST4cKk3kQEY/s320/IMG_0054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351773983616097138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SkVSFC08_fI/AAAAAAAABWg/iv9ZzrBoM_A/s1600-h/IMG_0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SkVSFC08_fI/AAAAAAAABWg/iv9ZzrBoM_A/s320/IMG_0050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351773978811497970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;born monday, june 22, 5:06 pm&lt;br /&gt;9 lbs 12oz, 21 1/4 inches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(typing one handed is fun!)&lt;/span&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/3497092289452000534-4405155398103639076?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/4405155398103639076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=4405155398103639076' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/4405155398103639076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/4405155398103639076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/06/welcome-joshua-robert.html' title='welcome joshua robert!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SkVSE5Zn1qI/AAAAAAAABWY/71CKZCfY8cI/s72-c/IMG_0038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-8208583432667605251</id><published>2009-06-08T13:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T13:29:16.438-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting ready.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1HMiCdfRI/AAAAAAAABWQ/aOP9wLvlgpA/s1600-h/100_6463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1HMiCdfRI/AAAAAAAABWQ/aOP9wLvlgpA/s320/100_6463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345006613379775762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yikes, those newborn diapers are small!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I get motivated I'll take/load some pictures of our other preparations... the co-sleeper's set, and the van has been purchased.  I've unpacked toys and tiny baby clothes, blankets and towels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also got a&lt;a href="http://www.usa.canon.com/consumer/controller?act=ModelInfoAct&amp;amp;fcategoryid=183&amp;amp;modelid=17479"&gt; new camera&lt;/a&gt;, as our old one was dying and then was misplaced by one tired pregnant lady and a small unwary accomplice.  (Amelia probably took it and played with it while I was catching an afternoon nap on the couch... I remember her bringing it to me... but I don't remember anything after that.  I keep waiting for it to turn up in a toy bin somewhere.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I just have to make sure that Jim knows how to use the camera, so we'll have good shots of baby's 3 first moments out in the world.  :)&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/3497092289452000534-8208583432667605251?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/8208583432667605251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=8208583432667605251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/8208583432667605251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/8208583432667605251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/06/getting-ready.html' title='Getting ready.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1HMiCdfRI/AAAAAAAABWQ/aOP9wLvlgpA/s72-c/100_6463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-450527954912085313</id><published>2009-06-08T12:35:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T13:13:23.325-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I said I would...</title><content type='html'>...here are pictures from Becky and Kerry's wedding and rehearsal.  This is like time travel, because blogger hates me and completely reversed the order I loaded them in.  They are mostly in order... just backwards order.  Grrrrrrrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1EEHOZSRI/AAAAAAAABWI/U9ucRKAUyMA/s1600-h/100_6456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1EEHOZSRI/AAAAAAAABWI/U9ucRKAUyMA/s320/100_6456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345003170208237842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tired Flower Girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1ED8bYYII/AAAAAAAABWA/hp-7ZCs4Dso/s1600-h/100_6455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1ED8bYYII/AAAAAAAABWA/hp-7ZCs4Dso/s320/100_6455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345003167309914242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1EDl2oaoI/AAAAAAAABV4/jzDcMAhSApU/s1600-h/100_6451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1EDl2oaoI/AAAAAAAABV4/jzDcMAhSApU/s320/100_6451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345003161250196098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maria and Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1EDUpmZ7I/AAAAAAAABVw/1Aob0_fLYjg/s1600-h/100_6449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1EDUpmZ7I/AAAAAAAABVw/1Aob0_fLYjg/s320/100_6449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345003156632135602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Happy couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1EDb84z0I/AAAAAAAABVo/_sr_O58mtLc/s1600-h/100_6445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1EDb84z0I/AAAAAAAABVo/_sr_O58mtLc/s320/100_6445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345003158592081730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amelia and Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1Dmo6I0rI/AAAAAAAABVg/V4vl6kLvuU4/s1600-h/100_6442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1Dmo6I0rI/AAAAAAAABVg/V4vl6kLvuU4/s320/100_6442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345002663854002866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mmmm... cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1DmtpstrI/AAAAAAAABVY/TonFYcD8beM/s1600-h/100_6440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1DmtpstrI/AAAAAAAABVY/TonFYcD8beM/s320/100_6440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345002665127229106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1Dmab2s6I/AAAAAAAABVQ/VTHlBpGsyzY/s1600-h/100_6436_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1Dmab2s6I/AAAAAAAABVQ/VTHlBpGsyzY/s320/100_6436_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345002659968889762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chicken dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1DmLD8XmI/AAAAAAAABVI/yx6hwhtQfwA/s1600-h/100_6431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1DmLD8XmI/AAAAAAAABVI/yx6hwhtQfwA/s320/100_6431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345002655842066018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cake!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1Dlw4FvQI/AAAAAAAABVA/muAaifQ-Eyw/s1600-h/100_6421_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1Dlw4FvQI/AAAAAAAABVA/muAaifQ-Eyw/s320/100_6421_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345002648813026562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah, sitting down and eating without having to cut anyone else's food.  :)  I should be a bridesmaid more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1Br8UM_9I/AAAAAAAABU4/n7zPVU45pUc/s1600-h/100_6420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1Br8UM_9I/AAAAAAAABU4/n7zPVU45pUc/s320/100_6420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345000555939692498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The wedding party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1BrgnghAI/AAAAAAAABUw/az4AR_scGS0/s1600-h/100_6414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1BrgnghAI/AAAAAAAABUw/az4AR_scGS0/s320/100_6414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345000548504470530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My hair.  56 bobby pins, 2 rubber bands and a lot of hair spray.  I didn't win... Becky had a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1BrWkrzwI/AAAAAAAABUo/mYvDIASIrVY/s1600-h/100_6411light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1BrWkrzwI/AAAAAAAABUo/mYvDIASIrVY/s320/100_6411light.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345000545808273154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kerry's family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1BrNehL9I/AAAAAAAABUg/0mZIaRmpzjA/s1600-h/100_6407crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1BrNehL9I/AAAAAAAABUg/0mZIaRmpzjA/s320/100_6407crop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345000543366492114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our family... note how serious the girls look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1Bq3PDq8I/AAAAAAAABUY/CrMKdf7poHc/s1600-h/100_6403fx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1Bq3PDq8I/AAAAAAAABUY/CrMKdf7poHc/s320/100_6403fx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345000537396063170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si0-fiZ7qDI/AAAAAAAABUQ/b-fTlawYYq0/s1600-h/100_6405_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si0-fiZ7qDI/AAAAAAAABUQ/b-fTlawYYq0/s320/100_6405_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344997044291086386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not sure why everyone but Kerry looks grumpy here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si0-fdoO7sI/AAAAAAAABUI/5GTUNDeQwVc/s1600-h/100_6399crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si0-fdoO7sI/AAAAAAAABUI/5GTUNDeQwVc/s320/100_6399crop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344997043008892610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lighting the candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si0-fZJecuI/AAAAAAAABUA/dAUWKJGuIV0/s1600-h/100_6389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si0-fZJecuI/AAAAAAAABUA/dAUWKJGuIV0/s320/100_6389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344997041806144226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Practice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si0-fE7l6DI/AAAAAAAABT4/HoZZ69Qu_0s/s1600-h/100_6390_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si0-fE7l6DI/AAAAAAAABT4/HoZZ69Qu_0s/s320/100_6390_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344997036379203634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who's that massively pregnant lady standing up front?  I can't see anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si0-exBZPDI/AAAAAAAABTw/2fSkQ5uA3CI/s1600-h/100_6382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si0-exBZPDI/AAAAAAAABTw/2fSkQ5uA3CI/s320/100_6382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344997031034829874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hurry up Maria!  I think they have candy up there!&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/3497092289452000534-450527954912085313?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/450527954912085313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=450527954912085313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/450527954912085313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/450527954912085313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/06/because-i-said-i-would.html' title='Because I said I would...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Si1EEHOZSRI/AAAAAAAABWI/U9ucRKAUyMA/s72-c/100_6456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-2494418757342443128</id><published>2009-05-21T10:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T10:43:58.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Overheard....</title><content type='html'>Maria standing at the screen door jiggling the handle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey!  Hey, bird!  Look!  There's a human right here!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She must be lonely with her sister at Gymboree and me on the computer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-2494418757342443128?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/2494418757342443128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=2494418757342443128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2494418757342443128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2494418757342443128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/05/overheard.html' title='Overheard....'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-872494949970100243</id><published>2009-04-27T16:09:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T16:50:34.621-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter 2009</title><content type='html'>We stayed down here this year. I think it's the first time that we've made it to Easter Services at our own church. It was a nice weekend, thought we did miss seeing everyone in Central PA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a play by play of the weekend (more or less).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYVX3ITnyI/AAAAAAAABTk/PhVawjs-pLQ/s1600-h/100_6311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYVX3ITnyI/AAAAAAAABTk/PhVawjs-pLQ/s320/100_6311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329470708719525666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After we got the kids down I changed up the buffet.  Meaning I cleaned it off and set out the flowers I'd hidden downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYVXq7_jvI/AAAAAAAABTc/ddRm3p-nydg/s1600-h/100_6313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYVXq7_jvI/AAAAAAAABTc/ddRm3p-nydg/s320/100_6313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329470705446653682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Easter baskets filled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYVXdUUFlI/AAAAAAAABTU/FIw4jqP7cOo/s1600-h/100_6314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYVXdUUFlI/AAAAAAAABTU/FIw4jqP7cOo/s320/100_6314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329470701790565970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Easter morning: sleepy but excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYVXDnkv2I/AAAAAAAABTM/jOVrsE5gOvo/s1600-h/100_6315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYVXDnkv2I/AAAAAAAABTM/jOVrsE5gOvo/s320/100_6315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329470694892027746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYVW8-HViI/AAAAAAAABTE/pB_OH1QglAU/s1600-h/100_6317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYVW8-HViI/AAAAAAAABTE/pB_OH1QglAU/s320/100_6317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329470693107521058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm happy to say that the first thing that the girls noticed was that I'd reset the prayer table... Jesus on the cross - gone, replaced by a Sacred Heart statue.  Pretty candle holders and a white doily to "re-dress" the formerly stripped down table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYUlRj70hI/AAAAAAAABS8/bv5JhxbSdxA/s1600-h/100_6318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYUlRj70hI/AAAAAAAABS8/bv5JhxbSdxA/s320/100_6318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329469839641399826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once prompted Maria spotted the baskets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYUlYy6fRI/AAAAAAAABS0/1X4UgUYfBus/s1600-h/100_6325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYUlYy6fRI/AAAAAAAABS0/1X4UgUYfBus/s320/100_6325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329469841583275282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think they were happy with the contents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYUlEzwQRI/AAAAAAAABSs/3uks8CA5b88/s1600-h/100_6327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYUlEzwQRI/AAAAAAAABSs/3uks8CA5b88/s320/100_6327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329469836218089746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Breakfast, complete with Empty Tomb rolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYUk2MRELI/AAAAAAAABSk/uLWtnVgn0ec/s1600-h/100_6328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYUk2MRELI/AAAAAAAABSk/uLWtnVgn0ec/s320/100_6328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329469832294371506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An after breakfast snack - one expensive duck (from Harry and David's - yay coupons).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYUkj7khrI/AAAAAAAABSc/6TZ8cl7z_7U/s1600-h/100_6330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYUkj7khrI/AAAAAAAABSc/6TZ8cl7z_7U/s320/100_6330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329469827392505522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Family portraits at Westover - courtesy of Uncle David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYT58LR1YI/AAAAAAAABSU/4TfYdLF6rq4/s1600-h/100_6336_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYT58LR1YI/AAAAAAAABSU/4TfYdLF6rq4/s320/100_6336_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329469095166465410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYT5ljAtnI/AAAAAAAABSM/8a4i6iv5FUA/s1600-h/100_6343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYT5ljAtnI/AAAAAAAABSM/8a4i6iv5FUA/s320/100_6343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329469089091991154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Later, after a second round of desserts, an Easter egg hunt.  I missed it... completely felled by the mass quantities of desserts, I had a nice nap on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYT5Z2N97I/AAAAAAAABSE/NbCr_qsGpOU/s1600-h/100_6350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYT5Z2N97I/AAAAAAAABSE/NbCr_qsGpOU/s320/100_6350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329469085951326130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYT45dfqnI/AAAAAAAABR0/f6k8CKscVV4/s1600-h/100_6351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYT45dfqnI/AAAAAAAABR0/f6k8CKscVV4/s320/100_6351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329469077257693810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYSzzUFTgI/AAAAAAAABRs/0fB4lZgPWzo/s1600-h/100_6352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYSzzUFTgI/AAAAAAAABRs/0fB4lZgPWzo/s320/100_6352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329467890196631042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYSzmDCw8I/AAAAAAAABRk/cJtI14QM3yA/s1600-h/100_6353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYSzmDCw8I/AAAAAAAABRk/cJtI14QM3yA/s320/100_6353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329467886635500482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Afterward, the girls posed with their haul, showing off their make-shift shoes - plastic baggies rubber-banded over their socks.  We forgot to bring play shoes, and the dress shoes needed to stay nice for Aunt Becky's wedding.  Also, I think Maria's sugar high just wore off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYSzXPvpRI/AAAAAAAABRc/xulnWESMEM4/s1600-h/100_6362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYSzXPvpRI/AAAAAAAABRc/xulnWESMEM4/s320/100_6362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329467882662241554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Easter Monday:  Operation Dye Eggs without Dyeing Kids (or anything else).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYSzC6drbI/AAAAAAAABRU/pS5O1tFeT-4/s1600-h/100_6364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYSzC6drbI/AAAAAAAABRU/pS5O1tFeT-4/s320/100_6364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329467877204274610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We used crayons on most of the eggs first.  This proved too much for Amelia - several eggs were lost in the process.  Fortunately, I was planning on pickling a few anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYSy5pYx5I/AAAAAAAABRM/Ycfz6FvciS0/s1600-h/100_6365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYSy5pYx5I/AAAAAAAABRM/Ycfz6FvciS0/s320/100_6365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329467874716731282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pretty results.&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/3497092289452000534-872494949970100243?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/872494949970100243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=872494949970100243' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/872494949970100243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/872494949970100243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-2009.html' title='Easter 2009'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYVX3ITnyI/AAAAAAAABTk/PhVawjs-pLQ/s72-c/100_6311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-6566480964851686781</id><published>2009-04-27T15:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T16:08:49.735-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Becky's Shower #2</title><content type='html'>Is this a little late? Yes, indeed it is. I will be attempting to post these pictures, Easter pictures and wedding pictures in the next day or so. I figure that I may be able to accomplish this, since the oppressive heat make it impossible for me to do much more than move my fingers. It's still April right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are the pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYPmDZSS7I/AAAAAAAABRE/n45hBv6PqkQ/s1600-h/100_6285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYPmDZSS7I/AAAAAAAABRE/n45hBv6PqkQ/s320/100_6285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329464355460369330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The favors: mint filled hearts and a crocheted washcloth wrapped around pretty-smelling bar of soap.  My hand cramps just thinking of those washcloths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYPl1rWL7I/AAAAAAAABQ8/J0r2fI5vnRA/s1600-h/100_6286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYPl1rWL7I/AAAAAAAABQ8/J0r2fI5vnRA/s320/100_6286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329464351778025394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cake: Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYPlpyb-II/AAAAAAAABQ0/S8BWsMhZ5cY/s1600-h/100_6290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYPlpyb-II/AAAAAAAABQ0/S8BWsMhZ5cY/s320/100_6290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329464348586539138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most of the guests...some annoying bug kept several people away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYPljpptxI/AAAAAAAABQs/fnQId0grV4s/s1600-h/100_6289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYPljpptxI/AAAAAAAABQs/fnQId0grV4s/s320/100_6289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329464346939078418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Becky's helpers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYPlcA9POI/AAAAAAAABQk/LqpeJ3EX_Js/s1600-h/100_6294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYPlcA9POI/AAAAAAAABQk/LqpeJ3EX_Js/s320/100_6294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329464344889343202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think she had a good time.  :)&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/3497092289452000534-6566480964851686781?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/6566480964851686781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=6566480964851686781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/6566480964851686781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/6566480964851686781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/04/beckys-shower-2.html' title='Becky&apos;s Shower #2'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SfYPmDZSS7I/AAAAAAAABRE/n45hBv6PqkQ/s72-c/100_6285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-9064610395294890728</id><published>2009-03-18T10:42:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:57:45.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Patrick's Day... Surprise!</title><content type='html'>So all of us are sick.  Some sort of head cold.  I, so far, haven't been completely wiped out by it... but I anticipate the worst, and expect to be dragging around by Saturday, just when I'll need energy to pull off Becky's Shower #2.  It should be pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, as you all know was &lt;a href="http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/11554a.htm"&gt;St. Patrick's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St._Patrick%27s_Day"&gt;Day&lt;/a&gt;.  A day to wear green and drink enough beer so that your skin ends up matching your outfit.  Or maybe it's a day to celebrate being Irish - so you should go around speaking Irish brogue and eating corned beef and cabbage.  It may also possibly have to do with a &lt;a href="http://www.catholic.org/saints/saint.php?saint_id=89"&gt;Saint&lt;/a&gt; who did something important a long time ago... involving pirates and possibly &lt;a href="http://www.lolsaints.com/story/2009-03-17/saint-pattys-day"&gt;snakes&lt;/a&gt;, but who remembers that now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/ScETdj9H-pI/AAAAAAAABQU/yFdklH21KO8/s1600-h/100_6275_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/ScETdj9H-pI/AAAAAAAABQU/yFdklH21KO8/s320/100_6275_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314550433862646418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, given my cold I planned to spend my St. Patrick's day wearing my pink flamingo flannel jammies (close-up above) and laying on the couch, semi-comatose, while the kids trashed the place.  This was not to be however, as my good buddy, Delbert (not his real name), had decided that on this day, in honor of the saint and all things Irish (he's Irish - so this makes sense), I would be receiving a bouquet of fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yep.  Fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/ScETeZqti_I/AAAAAAAABQc/Aa52XT_XMBo/s1600-h/100_6274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/ScETeZqti_I/AAAAAAAABQc/Aa52XT_XMBo/s320/100_6274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314550448280931314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being that this was coming from Delbert, who has a knack for knowing when I'm indisposed - and this works both ways, we're perpetually calling one another just as the call-ee is entering the bath - it would come on my Pajama Day, so that I would be forced to receive it, blushingly, from a very polite, though slightly startled delivery man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably wouldn't have answered the door at all had it not been for the small pajama clad person who, upon hearing the doorbell, ran to see who it was, then stood jumping and pointing, in full view of the door.  This combined with my looking out to see the truck, which read &lt;a href="http://www.ediblearrangements.com/"&gt;Edible Arrangements&lt;/a&gt;, and realizing that whatever he had was probably perishable, compelled me to answer the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I did, really, as the fruit was yummy.  Some of it was even chocolate covered.  And for whatever reason this pregnancy, especially recently, I'm been craving fruit of all kinds.  (Just another example of the weird connection that Delbert and I share - even from miles and miles away he can tell that I want fruit, preferably already cut, and chocolate covered.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thanks, Delbert for the surprise, the fruit and the story.  I really needed something funny to post on my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-9064610395294890728?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/9064610395294890728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=9064610395294890728' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/9064610395294890728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/9064610395294890728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-st-patricks-day-surprise.html' title='Happy St. Patrick&apos;s Day... Surprise!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/ScETdj9H-pI/AAAAAAAABQU/yFdklH21KO8/s72-c/100_6275_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-6768058609809289548</id><published>2009-03-18T10:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T10:42:09.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Becky's Shower #1</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I know that people are waiting to see these pictures.  I wanted to try and get them up here before this weekend, when I'll have pictures from her second shower to try to post.  Plus I figured that I ought to post these pictures, before posting my St. Patrick's day surprise pictures....that will be my next post.  Hopefully, I'll get that up by this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the best pictures that I got, ones of the present opening.  I was moving around so much the rest of the time that I didn't really take the time to take nice pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/ScEFRaDI91I/AAAAAAAABPs/EAAxXMhiodU/s1600-h/100_6265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/ScEFRaDI91I/AAAAAAAABPs/EAAxXMhiodU/s320/100_6265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314534831882303314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/ScEFR4GnI_I/AAAAAAAABP0/EJ_CYh8lE-4/s1600-h/100_6271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/ScEFR4GnI_I/AAAAAAAABP0/EJ_CYh8lE-4/s320/100_6271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314534839949927410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/ScEGWRKgLXI/AAAAAAAABQM/JoCthmfGXaw/s1600-h/100_6269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/ScEGWRKgLXI/AAAAAAAABQM/JoCthmfGXaw/s320/100_6269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314536014908239218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/ScEGWcHB1OI/AAAAAAAABQE/O2zEepumWlI/s1600-h/100_6266_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/ScEGWcHB1OI/AAAAAAAABQE/O2zEepumWlI/s320/100_6266_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314536017846457570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/ScEGV3wLB6I/AAAAAAAABP8/Wes62Yys_ZA/s1600-h/100_6267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/ScEGV3wLB6I/AAAAAAAABP8/Wes62Yys_ZA/s320/100_6267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314536008086914978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/ScEFRG879tI/AAAAAAAABPk/B7tqQOCNn_U/s1600-h/100_6260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/ScEFRG879tI/AAAAAAAABPk/B7tqQOCNn_U/s320/100_6260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314534826756011730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was where is was for most of the day... near the kids, trying to keep them happy and away from danger... such as falling boxes of ceiling tile and stoves.  Guess I didn't do such a great job.  But at least here they are contained for five minutes or so... until the crayon eating started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/ScEFQhlfOJI/AAAAAAAABPc/5uyRIWrVL88/s1600-h/100_6262_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/ScEFQhlfOJI/AAAAAAAABPc/5uyRIWrVL88/s320/100_6262_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314534816725547154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/ScEFQRrsoJI/AAAAAAAABPU/qv6kaxqf4i8/s1600-h/100_6261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/ScEFQRrsoJI/AAAAAAAABPU/qv6kaxqf4i8/s320/100_6261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314534812456624274" 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/3497092289452000534-6768058609809289548?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/6768058609809289548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=6768058609809289548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/6768058609809289548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/6768058609809289548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/03/beckys-shower-1.html' title='Becky&apos;s Shower #1'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/ScEFRaDI91I/AAAAAAAABPs/EAAxXMhiodU/s72-c/100_6265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-1520641119959965128</id><published>2009-02-27T09:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T10:05:31.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Faschnaut day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Saf94JAhVvI/AAAAAAAABOo/XXchgFIgwls/s1600-h/100_6254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Saf94JAhVvI/AAAAAAAABOo/XXchgFIgwls/s320/100_6254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307489826812024562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yummy donuts!  Lots and lots of them.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, &lt;a href="http://schneible.net/mommylog/"&gt;Sophie&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Obligatory pictures of the kids together on a couch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Saf94dhEMYI/AAAAAAAABOw/T_e9Gk1xEuU/s1600-h/100_6248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Saf94dhEMYI/AAAAAAAABOw/T_e9Gk1xEuU/s320/100_6248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307489832317235586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you tell what Uncle/Godfather Steve was doing to get the kids to look at the camera?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Saf94qaydOI/AAAAAAAABO4/YYn236TzWTo/s1600-h/100_6249_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Saf94qaydOI/AAAAAAAABO4/YYn236TzWTo/s320/100_6249_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307489835780568290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Take two, a few more smiles here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Saf94j4OgFI/AAAAAAAABPA/X6r-2rUC9n0/s1600-h/100_6251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Saf94j4OgFI/AAAAAAAABPA/X6r-2rUC9n0/s320/100_6251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307489834024992850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Final take... C's making a break for it, and Maria's makin' a move on S.&lt;br /&gt;Time to end the photo shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These aren't great shots, since my camera's dying a slow death.... but it was a very fun day and definitely good prep for Ash Wednesday's fasting.&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/3497092289452000534-1520641119959965128?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/1520641119959965128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=1520641119959965128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/1520641119959965128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/1520641119959965128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/02/faschnaut-day.html' title='Faschnaut day.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/Saf94JAhVvI/AAAAAAAABOo/XXchgFIgwls/s72-c/100_6254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-4907855177737389253</id><published>2009-02-19T08:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T09:18:05.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to think about...</title><content type='html'>...when I read &lt;a href="http://www.conversiondiary.com/2009/02/friend-of-emperor.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;, from Jen at Conversion Diary, this morning I realized that it speaks to where I am spiritually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Particularly this section:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I knew that the threat of losing favor with the Emperor would be more than a person like Pilate could take. ..." My "Emperor" was something different than Pilate's, of course: his was an actual man who had the power to make all Pilate's wildest dreams of riches and success come true; mine was a symbolic Emperor comprised of all my desires for things like comfort and pleasure and money and control and success and acclaim, an Emperor whose friendship I sought over doing the right thing on at least a daily basis.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Not that I'm struggling with any one great sin at this (thank God), but that I find myself seeking comfort more and more, not wanting to give up the little things that I think I need.  I want things to be easy now...  as if in striving towards holiness you get points for hanging around for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in reading the saints, I know that the opposite is true... the closer you come to God, the more of what you believe to be yourself must be burned away.  Purgation is never fun, nor comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose these are good thoughts to have now, a week before Lent.  Perhaps I'll actually buckle down and stick with my Lenten resolutions, instead of caving to the crowd of my "needs" and my desire for a comfortable life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-4907855177737389253?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/4907855177737389253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=4907855177737389253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/4907855177737389253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/4907855177737389253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/02/something-to-think-about.html' title='Something to think about...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-4534608351421955869</id><published>2009-02-01T09:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T09:58:18.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday morning fun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your 80s Song is "Walk Like an Egyptian"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyour80skaraokesongquiz/egyptian.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were transported back to the 80s, your life would be all about having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love the wackiness that the 80s represented. Everything back then seemed a lot more colorful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd peg your jeans, get a "totally tubular" hair cut, and even wear one sequined glove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would skateboard, play Pac-Man, and hang out at the mall. And of course, you would walk like an egyptian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyour80skaraokesongquiz/"&gt;What's Your 80s Karaoke Song?&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/3497092289452000534-4534608351421955869?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/4534608351421955869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=4534608351421955869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/4534608351421955869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/4534608351421955869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/02/sunday-morning-fun.html' title='Sunday morning fun.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-2151516386362414154</id><published>2009-01-30T10:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T11:15:24.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Standing in the way of Spiritual Growth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SYMnDVX8NLI/AAAAAAAABOY/Z3dYM0gGFAE/s1600-h/100_5223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SYMnDVX8NLI/AAAAAAAABOY/Z3dYM0gGFAE/s320/100_5223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297120524948485298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a couple great quotes from yesterday's reading of "&lt;a href="http://womenofgrace.com/catalog/product_info.php?cPath=22&amp;amp;products_id=10"&gt;In Conversation with God&lt;/a&gt;" by Francis Fernandez (ICWG).  These fit with where I'm at spiritually, and go well with some &lt;a href="http://alltheblognamesarealreadytaken.wordpress.com/2009/01/08/awake-sleeper/"&gt;recent&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://alltheblognamesarealreadytaken.wordpress.com/2009/01/09/292/"&gt;posts&lt;/a&gt; by a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From reading 22.1, ICWG Vol3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"The difficulties, temptations, internal or external obstacles we come up against cause us to grow; the greater the difficulty, the more grace we receive.  If He permits us to experience great temptations or setbacks, the Lord will give us still greater help to overcome them.  Then all those things that seem to retard our struggle for holiness, or even make succeeding in it seem impossible, will become the cause of spiritual progress and of our effectiveness in the apostolate.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is only a lack of love, nothing less than lukewarmness, that causes the soul's life to fall sick or die.&lt;/span&gt;  Only a bad will, a lack of generosity towards God, can delay or prevent our union with Him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From reading 22.2, ICWG Vol3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"There are various reasons that cause us to make scant progress in the interior life, and even to lose ground and give way to discouragement.  However, these reasons can be reduced to just a few: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;carelessness, negligence in the little things connected with service to God and friendship with Him; drawing back from the sacrifices He asks of us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(emphasis mine, in both cases)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely something to pray about and meditate on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I impeding my spiritual progress?  What "little things" is the Lord asking me to do for Him that I refuse to do or only do grudgingly?  (think everyday tasks pertaining to one's vocation)  What sacrifices am I being asked to make and how am I trying to get out of them?  Do I really seek holiness or just the "warm fuzzies" of knowing God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last quote, something I found in my college days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I would like to buy $3.00 worth of God, please - not enough to explode my soul or disturb my sleep, but enough to equal a cup of warm milk or a snooze in the sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want enough of God to make me love an enemy or pick beets with a migrant; I want ecstasy, not transformation; I want the warmth of the womb, not new birth. I want a pound of the Eternal in a paper sack.  I would like to buy $3.00 worth of God, please."&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                           &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wilbur Rees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-2151516386362414154?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/2151516386362414154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=2151516386362414154' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2151516386362414154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2151516386362414154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/01/standing-in-way-of-spiritual-growth.html' title='Standing in the way of Spiritual Growth.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SYMnDVX8NLI/AAAAAAAABOY/Z3dYM0gGFAE/s72-c/100_5223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-7241979040513120102</id><published>2009-01-29T15:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T16:15:52.324-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maria's B-day.</title><content type='html'>These are from Maria's fourth birthday. She requested a castle cake, again, and princess themed plates and decorations. She's decided that next year she'll have Tinker Bell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SYIZwVxpc9I/AAAAAAAABNg/JDrlar1fDoM/s1600-h/100_6105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SYIZwVxpc9I/AAAAAAAABNg/JDrlar1fDoM/s320/100_6105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296824430010921938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't include the detailed views, but there is a princess looking out of the tower window while holding a rose (right side).  On the left, the king, in white, and the queen, in blue with a red crown, look out their 1st floor windows.  Such was Maria's vision for her cake....one that almost went unfulfilled, as the icing was not very cooperative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SYIZxXU1qiI/AAAAAAAABN4/1P5imaCxuGI/s1600-h/100_6122crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SYIZxXU1qiI/AAAAAAAABN4/1P5imaCxuGI/s320/100_6122crop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296824447606827554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A princess graciously accepting the adulation of her subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SYIZxiG_QTI/AAAAAAAABOA/s1Wve4zl6hw/s1600-h/100_6127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SYIZxiG_QTI/AAAAAAAABOA/s1Wve4zl6hw/s320/100_6127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296824450501525810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1st bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SYIZw7w6v2I/AAAAAAAABNw/ZpmZ-aKSZbE/s1600-h/100_6111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SYIZw7w6v2I/AAAAAAAABNw/ZpmZ-aKSZbE/s320/100_6111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296824440208408418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Look, more clothes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SYIZwqkCAhI/AAAAAAAABNo/0yfD7D_OlPs/s1600-h/100_6106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SYIZwqkCAhI/AAAAAAAABNo/0yfD7D_OlPs/s320/100_6106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296824435590955538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maria's daisys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SYIadiSgZrI/AAAAAAAABOI/eleuEncpT2I/s1600-h/100_6128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SYIadiSgZrI/AAAAAAAABOI/eleuEncpT2I/s320/100_6128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296825206464079538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting patiently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SYIaeNqxPSI/AAAAAAAABOQ/GCvqcq8-ClE/s1600-h/100_6129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SYIaeNqxPSI/AAAAAAAABOQ/GCvqcq8-ClE/s320/100_6129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296825218108570914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Take picture of my bite!"&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/3497092289452000534-7241979040513120102?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/7241979040513120102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=7241979040513120102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/7241979040513120102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/7241979040513120102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/01/marias-b-day.html' title='Maria&apos;s B-day.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SYIZwVxpc9I/AAAAAAAABNg/JDrlar1fDoM/s72-c/100_6105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-364435728386294659</id><published>2009-01-29T15:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T15:47:34.678-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a lady likes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SYIVxYsZ50I/AAAAAAAABNY/4Sp9rLfqyVo/s1600-h/100_6098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SYIVxYsZ50I/AAAAAAAABNY/4Sp9rLfqyVo/s320/100_6098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296820049927595842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I finally got my floor mopped yesterday after several weeks of trying.  Maria and Amelia "helped."  Maria did pretty well, but Amelia had her sponge taken away for getting way too much water on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in the middle of the scrubbing, to make it more interesting to Maria I mentioned that Cinderella also had to scrub the floor.  She thought about this for a minute and then said, "Yeah, ladies like to mop the floor.  It's one of their favorite things to do."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-364435728386294659?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/364435728386294659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=364435728386294659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/364435728386294659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/364435728386294659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-lady-likes.html' title='What a lady likes...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SYIVxYsZ50I/AAAAAAAABNY/4Sp9rLfqyVo/s72-c/100_6098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-677527464205189620</id><published>2009-01-29T15:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T15:38:00.071-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SYITZdsmV-I/AAAAAAAABNQ/N_7-XoNnvus/s1600-h/Baby3labels+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 461px; height: 176px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SYITZdsmV-I/AAAAAAAABNQ/N_7-XoNnvus/s320/Baby3labels+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296817439930472418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another two images from the ultrasound.  You may have to enlarge to read the labels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-677527464205189620?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/677527464205189620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=677527464205189620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/677527464205189620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/677527464205189620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-pictures.html' title='More pictures.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SYITZdsmV-I/AAAAAAAABNQ/N_7-XoNnvus/s72-c/Baby3labels+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-2628034797039592127</id><published>2009-01-26T16:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T16:49:26.024-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneak peek....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SX4tfDslq6I/AAAAAAAABNI/_Mx_Jyb1-mo/s1600-h/baby3foothand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SX4tfDslq6I/AAAAAAAABNI/_Mx_Jyb1-mo/s320/baby3foothand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295720223425801122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby 3 grabbing his/her foot.&lt;br /&gt;(no,we didn't find out the sex)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More 'pictures' to come.  :)&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/3497092289452000534-2628034797039592127?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/2628034797039592127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=2628034797039592127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2628034797039592127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2628034797039592127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/01/sneak-peak.html' title='Sneak peek....'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SX4tfDslq6I/AAAAAAAABNI/_Mx_Jyb1-mo/s72-c/baby3foothand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-4367703402846829594</id><published>2009-01-22T13:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T13:40:12.599-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The hazards of parenthood...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi84Muzu0I/AAAAAAAABNA/aNxYT9WqJpU/s1600-h/100_6095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi84Muzu0I/AAAAAAAABNA/aNxYT9WqJpU/s320/100_6095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294189035650267970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...remember to check under your pillow and between your sheets &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; you lay down to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-4367703402846829594?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/4367703402846829594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=4367703402846829594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/4367703402846829594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/4367703402846829594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/01/hazards-of-parenthood.html' title='The hazards of parenthood...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi84Muzu0I/AAAAAAAABNA/aNxYT9WqJpU/s72-c/100_6095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-6896505342417492991</id><published>2009-01-22T13:00:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T13:35:14.329-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally... Christmas pics.</title><content type='html'>I know, I know... it's not Christmas anymore... it's not even the Christmas season any more. However, I know you all still would like to see the Christmas pictures, so here they are. I'll be trying to get more pics up later today, and maybe a real post or something. I'm always optimistic that today will be the day that I figure out how to bend the laws of space and time to accomplish all the things on my to-do list. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and these are in backwards order... starting with Epiphany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi6A7HBP6I/AAAAAAAABM4/XjyXCXwheek/s1600-h/100_6094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi6A7HBP6I/AAAAAAAABM4/XjyXCXwheek/s320/100_6094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294185887003918242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;..."we two kings"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi5ySRl-xI/AAAAAAAABMw/LEU4wnOBJZc/s1600-h/100_6055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi5ySRl-xI/AAAAAAAABMw/LEU4wnOBJZc/s320/100_6055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294185635524246290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mmm... cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi5yGVLK7I/AAAAAAAABMo/kQZTN6Oi3as/s1600-h/100_6054_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi5yGVLK7I/AAAAAAAABMo/kQZTN6Oi3as/s320/100_6054_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294185632318041010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas aprons... thanks Grammy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi5yK4mrNI/AAAAAAAABMg/SObK2EjfDbQ/s1600-h/100_6053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi5yK4mrNI/AAAAAAAABMg/SObK2EjfDbQ/s320/100_6053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294185633540386002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi5x2jiJaI/AAAAAAAABMY/zyW5dXOlHHQ/s1600-h/100_6051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi5x2jiJaI/AAAAAAAABMY/zyW5dXOlHHQ/s320/100_6051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294185628083299746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Mom-mom and Pop's Christmas day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi5xibOOdI/AAAAAAAABMQ/P1-icD3lc_E/s1600-h/100_6042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi5xibOOdI/AAAAAAAABMQ/P1-icD3lc_E/s320/100_6042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294185622679730642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi38S2kM1I/AAAAAAAABMI/o8f0FMJW6bA/s1600-h/100_6027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi38S2kM1I/AAAAAAAABMI/o8f0FMJW6bA/s320/100_6027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294183608454755154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas morning 2 am.... thanks to Jim for the picture, and the cleanup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi38MnEZ-I/AAAAAAAABMA/5fiVewGLCWw/s1600-h/100_6025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi38MnEZ-I/AAAAAAAABMA/5fiVewGLCWw/s320/100_6025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294183606779144162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Why'd we get these unassembled again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi37uKcSJI/AAAAAAAABL4/R2vf8_DZG48/s1600-h/100_6023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi37uKcSJI/AAAAAAAABL4/R2vf8_DZG48/s320/100_6023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294183598606010514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas morning, 12:30 am.  Still wrapping gifts, and putting things together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi37uTmu7I/AAAAAAAABLw/cKxwMcNxf0Q/s1600-h/100_6022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi37uTmu7I/AAAAAAAABLw/cKxwMcNxf0Q/s320/100_6022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294183598644444082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi37ct7ovI/AAAAAAAABLo/sqpEG1BFXDM/s1600-h/100_6014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi37ct7ovI/AAAAAAAABLo/sqpEG1BFXDM/s320/100_6014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294183593923027698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas Eve - Cute dresses courtesy of GreatAunt Rita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi2Q3wO8iI/AAAAAAAABLg/LU4UMmTJUBs/s1600-h/100_6009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi2Q3wO8iI/AAAAAAAABLg/LU4UMmTJUBs/s320/100_6009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294181762934436386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi2QM1esgI/AAAAAAAABLY/Ixb8s1GMSWM/s1600-h/100_6003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi2QM1esgI/AAAAAAAABLY/Ixb8s1GMSWM/s320/100_6003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294181751413715458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wreath making - When did Maria get so grown up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi2PdKVAxI/AAAAAAAABLQ/GMHxYhH5ACw/s1600-h/100_6001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi2PdKVAxI/AAAAAAAABLQ/GMHxYhH5ACw/s320/100_6001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294181738616259346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt Becky and her wreath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi2POiexsI/AAAAAAAABLI/EbE2cVNjcKc/s1600-h/100_5985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi2POiexsI/AAAAAAAABLI/EbE2cVNjcKc/s320/100_5985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294181734691030722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Outakes from the Christmas pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi2OsDYfZI/AAAAAAAABLA/FjnoA8fnQQI/s1600-h/100_5987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi2OsDYfZI/AAAAAAAABLA/FjnoA8fnQQI/s320/100_5987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294181725433789842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Say, "CHEESE!"&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/3497092289452000534-6896505342417492991?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/6896505342417492991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=6896505342417492991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/6896505342417492991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/6896505342417492991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally-christmas-pics.html' title='Finally... Christmas pics.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SXi6A7HBP6I/AAAAAAAABM4/XjyXCXwheek/s72-c/100_6094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-1020714054779177957</id><published>2008-12-19T15:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T15:29:34.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This makes me laugh everyn time I see it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1509073&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=0&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1509073&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=0&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/1509073"&gt;The Mom Song&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/northland"&gt;Northland Video&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-1020714054779177957?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/1020714054779177957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=1020714054779177957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/1020714054779177957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/1020714054779177957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-makes-me-laugh-everyn-time-i-see.html' title='This makes me laugh everyn time I see it...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-2691564082687536140</id><published>2008-12-18T17:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T19:47:05.618-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow...sort of...</title><content type='html'>Here's some pictures of the girls playing around in our recent "wintery mix." It did contain some snow, but mostly ended up being little ice pellets. This did not deter the girls from wanting to go outside and play in the "snow." They enjoyed it, but we slightly disappointed that we couldn't make a snow man. Maybe soon we'll get some real snow... I think it's on Maria's Christmas list. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SUrtPkoJ3pI/AAAAAAAABKk/Lvw1Pvf_jw0/s1600-h/100_5965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SUrtPkoJ3pI/AAAAAAAABKk/Lvw1Pvf_jw0/s320/100_5965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281294364831243922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SUrtPGRGjYI/AAAAAAAABKc/6oS5kYXHxEs/s1600-h/100_5957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SUrtPGRGjYI/AAAAAAAABKc/6oS5kYXHxEs/s320/100_5957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281294356681493890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poking at the "snow" on the bush with sticks.  This kept them busy for about 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SUrtOypwI_I/AAAAAAAABKU/cK0KdtE6nME/s1600-h/100_5961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SUrtOypwI_I/AAAAAAAABKU/cK0KdtE6nME/s320/100_5961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281294351416173554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ya, that swing set shouldn't really be out there...but there's no room in the garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SUrtOYuR-6I/AAAAAAAABKM/4Owuq2jN8tM/s1600-h/100_5967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SUrtOYuR-6I/AAAAAAAABKM/4Owuq2jN8tM/s320/100_5967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281294344455846818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maria had to improvise a sled since we still don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SUrtN4CwHpI/AAAAAAAABKE/vlo2hLWbn00/s1600-h/100_5974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SUrtN4CwHpI/AAAAAAAABKE/vlo2hLWbn00/s320/100_5974.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281294335683337874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amelia very much enjoyed eating the snow, even thought I told her not to about 75 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SUrsprD2HOI/AAAAAAAABJ8/KqG1uBK7-2A/s1600-h/100_5983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SUrsprD2HOI/AAAAAAAABJ8/KqG1uBK7-2A/s320/100_5983.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281293713722973410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hot cocoa is the best way to warm up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SUrspYTZ-SI/AAAAAAAABJ0/sKykUtJY1g0/s1600-h/100_5978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SUrspYTZ-SI/AAAAAAAABJ0/sKykUtJY1g0/s320/100_5978.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281293708687964450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SUrso7fvy6I/AAAAAAAABJs/26OH49FJEz0/s1600-h/100_5979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SUrso7fvy6I/AAAAAAAABJs/26OH49FJEz0/s320/100_5979.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281293700955098018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SUrsogyqoTI/AAAAAAAABJk/L0CgekAihZM/s1600-h/100_5977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SUrsogyqoTI/AAAAAAAABJk/L0CgekAihZM/s320/100_5977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281293693786693938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-2691564082687536140?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/2691564082687536140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=2691564082687536140' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2691564082687536140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2691564082687536140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/12/snowsort-of.html' title='Snow...sort of...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SUrtPkoJ3pI/AAAAAAAABKk/Lvw1Pvf_jw0/s72-c/100_5965.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-2171168715049830364</id><published>2008-12-07T20:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:49:29.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feast of St. Nicholas</title><content type='html'>Maybe next year, the kids will get more appropriate St. Nicholas day gifts, but for this year there was a princess theme. And instead of putting out their shoes to get gifts, they got slippers from St. Nick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/STx8EetzXxI/AAAAAAAABI4/I3NMefOoWj4/s1600-h/100_5849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/STx8EetzXxI/AAAAAAAABI4/I3NMefOoWj4/s320/100_5849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277229279777873682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we baked &lt;a href="http://www.wf-f.org/st.nicholas.html"&gt;Specuulas cookies&lt;/a&gt;.  (Scroll down on the linked page for the recipe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun, but exhausting, since I caught the annual "trip to Centre county cold."  Wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids really got into it... they especially liked "trying" their new rolling pins.  If I'd let Amelia roll the cookies would have looked like a mountain range - all peaks and valleys.  Maria did pretty well, after a little instruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/STx8EQ-BmPI/AAAAAAAABJA/vHh6HzI1tTw/s1600-h/100_5855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/STx8EQ-BmPI/AAAAAAAABJA/vHh6HzI1tTw/s320/100_5855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277229276087818482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/STx8Eq204ZI/AAAAAAAABJI/rvgWKuRbOhM/s1600-h/100_5856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/STx8Eq204ZI/AAAAAAAABJI/rvgWKuRbOhM/s320/100_5856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277229283036946834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/STx8FeZ95-I/AAAAAAAABJQ/SNZRDbWowFA/s1600-h/100_5857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/STx8FeZ95-I/AAAAAAAABJQ/SNZRDbWowFA/s320/100_5857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277229296874547170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a fun feast day, and good start to the Christmas countdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/STx8F6P6FvI/AAAAAAAABJY/OOh47E59RxA/s1600-h/100_5862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/STx8F6P6FvI/AAAAAAAABJY/OOh47E59RxA/s320/100_5862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277229304348546802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe next year we'll get one of those fancy St. Nicholas cookies boards, or at least a cookie cutter...but for now this one hand shaped St. Nick will have to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-2171168715049830364?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/2171168715049830364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=2171168715049830364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2171168715049830364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2171168715049830364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/12/feast-of-st-nicholas.html' title='Feast of St. Nicholas'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/STx8EetzXxI/AAAAAAAABI4/I3NMefOoWj4/s72-c/100_5849.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-6948429705083117857</id><published>2008-11-19T09:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T09:36:29.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Look.</title><content type='html'>Here's a small preview of what's to come....  Baby Volpe Number 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SSQjFqw7EwI/AAAAAAAABIw/xWzAoYTZY90/s1600-h/Baby3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SSQjFqw7EwI/AAAAAAAABIw/xWzAoYTZY90/s320/Baby3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270376044216128258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby is facing the "camera", with the head at the left, then two little dots for hands, then the body on the right.  Baby looks just fine and was moving around a lot during the ultrasound.  Baby is ten weeks young.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SSQjFqw7EwI/AAAAAAAABIw/xWzAoYTZY90/s1600-h/Baby3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-6948429705083117857?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/6948429705083117857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=6948429705083117857' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/6948429705083117857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/6948429705083117857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-look.html' title='First Look.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SSQjFqw7EwI/AAAAAAAABIw/xWzAoYTZY90/s72-c/Baby3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-8308172274644967808</id><published>2008-11-11T13:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T13:24:06.492-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Praying for Life!</title><content type='html'>Join in the fun, and pledge to pray for our country &lt;a href="http://www.rosariesforlife.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  You can still join in.  I think that this is a great way to handle any post-election depression, and you might finally be able to make praying the rosary every day a permanent part of your spiritual life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-8308172274644967808?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/8308172274644967808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=8308172274644967808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/8308172274644967808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/8308172274644967808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/11/praying-for-life.html' title='Praying for Life!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-7240327627360388200</id><published>2008-11-07T11:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:34:40.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Now more than ever... support Pro-Life Causes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A Baby's Breath Crisis Pregnancy Center&lt;br /&gt;will host it's annual Silent Auction&lt;br /&gt;on Friday November 14th&lt;br /&gt;from 7:00 - 11:00pm&lt;br /&gt;at the Sheraton Park Ridge&lt;br /&gt;480 N. Gulph Road, King of Prussia PA 19406&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tickets can still be purchased&lt;br /&gt;Call Maria Diesel for tickets/donations&lt;br /&gt;610.430.0271 or email &lt;a href="mailto:help@ababysbreath.org"&gt;help@ababysbreath.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&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/3497092289452000534-7240327627360388200?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/7240327627360388200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=7240327627360388200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/7240327627360388200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/7240327627360388200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/11/now-more-than-ever-support-pro-life.html' title='Now more than ever... support Pro-Life Causes.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-4839773151119313601</id><published>2008-11-07T10:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:25:35.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh... Obama Babies???</title><content type='html'>I find it terribly ironic that the followers of the most Pro-Abortion politician, now president-elect Obama, are actually celebrating his victory by &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/e-a-hanks/obama-babies-coming-soon_b_141891.html"&gt;having babies&lt;/a&gt;.  It would be more fitting, if those who in a fit of revelry over his win tossed the contraception out the window only to regret the decision, days, weeks or even months later would then take advantage of the liberal, &lt;a href="http://www.usccb.org/prolife/FOCArigaliltr.pdf"&gt;abortion&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.aul.org/FOCA"&gt;on&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nrlc.org/FOCA/LawmakersProposeFOCA.html"&gt;demand&lt;/a&gt; that Obama promises.  That would seem more in line with his ideals and agenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm suggesting this course of action however.  Hopefully, if anyone does have regrets about going for an "Obama-baby" they will seek out help at the &lt;a href="http://ababysbreath.org"&gt;nearest pro-life crisis pregnancy center.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-4839773151119313601?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/4839773151119313601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=4839773151119313601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/4839773151119313601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/4839773151119313601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/11/ugh-obama-babies.html' title='Ugh... Obama Babies???'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-2072638732141182284</id><published>2008-10-29T14:49:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T14:56:44.928-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Please watch...</title><content type='html'>... a choice for Obama is a choice for more stories like these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=7030bd098cca768e72d111" quality="high" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;amp;p=7030bd098cca768e72d111&amp;amp;skin_id=701&amp;amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="408" height="382"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; font-family: verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; line-height: 20px; padding-bottom: 15px; width: 408px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=7030bd098cca768e72d111&amp;amp;skin_id=701&amp;amp;source=emplay" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/7030bd098cca768e72d111/701.gif" style="border: 0px none ; width: 408px; height: 23px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;amp;utm_medium=txt0" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Make photo slide shows at &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ht:  &lt;a href="http://www.americanpapist.com/2008/10/video-whats-at-stake-human-life.html"&gt;American Papist&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/3497092289452000534-2072638732141182284?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/2072638732141182284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=2072638732141182284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2072638732141182284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2072638732141182284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/10/please-watch.html' title='Please watch...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-8875204904952251302</id><published>2008-10-21T14:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T14:50:54.438-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Amelia!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe she's two already. Maria was very happy for her, but also wanted to keep her in her place. She kept telling Amelia, "I'm three and on my next birthday, I'll be four! I'm a big girl. You're one, but you'll be two on your birthday. You're a BIG baby! And I know what big babies are called! They're called Toddlers!" This was pretty much the breakfast/lunch/snack conversation for the whole week preceding Amelia's big day, with a few other comparisons worked in for good measure. "I'm a big girl, I don't need a bib, but Amelia is a big baby so she still needs a bib!" and "I'm a big girl, so I get to sit in a big girl seat, but Amelia is a big baby so she needs to sit in the booster seat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no wonder then that Amelia staged a small revolt the on her birthday and refused to wear a bib to eat her soup. She kept saying, "No, I big! I don't need bib!" and "No t'ank you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we may have set a precedent the night before at her party when we allowed her to fuss her way into sitting at the kids table for dinner. Though it did seem wrong to let a girl cry at her own party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pictures from her party.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SP4jyHUoJPI/AAAAAAAABIA/xSM3gp9keKg/s1600-h/100_5681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SP4jyHUoJPI/AAAAAAAABIA/xSM3gp9keKg/s320/100_5681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259680758681314546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SP4jynElUEI/AAAAAAAABII/UdcvQDIhw4w/s1600-h/100_5683_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SP4jynElUEI/AAAAAAAABII/UdcvQDIhw4w/s320/100_5683_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259680767203954754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SP4jzD8nNcI/AAAAAAAABIQ/LmVWATWWxqM/s1600-h/100_5688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SP4jzD8nNcI/AAAAAAAABIQ/LmVWATWWxqM/s320/100_5688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259680774955152834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SP4jzSr2LPI/AAAAAAAABIY/cNI84_fnH5M/s1600-h/100_5707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SP4jzSr2LPI/AAAAAAAABIY/cNI84_fnH5M/s320/100_5707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259680778911362290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SP4jz6fIz9I/AAAAAAAABIg/8fZVtIHgOD0/s1600-h/100_5697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SP4jz6fIz9I/AAAAAAAABIg/8fZVtIHgOD0/s320/100_5697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259680789595475922" 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/3497092289452000534-8875204904952251302?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/8875204904952251302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=8875204904952251302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/8875204904952251302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/8875204904952251302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-amelia.html' title='Happy Birthday Amelia!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SP4jyHUoJPI/AAAAAAAABIA/xSM3gp9keKg/s72-c/100_5681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-543574167635478119</id><published>2008-10-13T23:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:18:15.118-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For Delbert.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SPQOeFmpEOI/AAAAAAAABHw/BQDoIXkxFCU/s1600-h/100_5607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SPQOeFmpEOI/AAAAAAAABHw/BQDoIXkxFCU/s320/100_5607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256842575111327970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SPQOeUBKTLI/AAAAAAAABH4/tDb5_fWpKFE/s1600-h/100_5610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SPQOeUBKTLI/AAAAAAAABH4/tDb5_fWpKFE/s320/100_5610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256842578980654258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I actually have four pics of the Egret eating the Mouse.  In these two you can kinda see the mouse. &lt;br /&gt;For all those who are confused see the comments &lt;a href="http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-pictures-of-girls-and-stuff-in.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&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/3497092289452000534-543574167635478119?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/543574167635478119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=543574167635478119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/543574167635478119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/543574167635478119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/10/for-delbert.html' title='For Delbert.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SPQOeFmpEOI/AAAAAAAABHw/BQDoIXkxFCU/s72-c/100_5607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-1603913016429745578</id><published>2008-10-01T14:48:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T15:11:27.707-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pictures of the Girls and Stuff, in Random order.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SOPHrSqKOaI/AAAAAAAABHE/S0Is1wgSUIo/s1600-h/100_5588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SOPHrSqKOaI/AAAAAAAABHE/S0Is1wgSUIo/s320/100_5588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252261137001101730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maria can climb very well now... even in a dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SOPHrZy_KmI/AAAAAAAABHM/U6kwlkmu8dI/s1600-h/100_5580_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SOPHrZy_KmI/AAAAAAAABHM/U6kwlkmu8dI/s320/100_5580_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252261138917173858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maria: Soccer Star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SOPHr-I4rTI/AAAAAAAABHU/PD9fnlmgw4s/s1600-h/100_5579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SOPHr-I4rTI/AAAAAAAABHU/PD9fnlmgw4s/s320/100_5579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252261148672699698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pillow Pile Playhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SOPHr61Q7pI/AAAAAAAABHc/gRprkpuqEcE/s1600-h/100_5568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SOPHr61Q7pI/AAAAAAAABHc/gRprkpuqEcE/s320/100_5568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252261147785096850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What you find around the house when you have girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Note: No, I didn't receive any money from either company who's products/logos appear in this photo.  But I wouldn't be opposed to them sending me some.  :) ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SOPHsNTRQbI/AAAAAAAABHk/KJN9VGCuZWA/s1600-h/100_5622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SOPHsNTRQbI/AAAAAAAABHk/KJN9VGCuZWA/s320/100_5622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252261152742785458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Praying Mantis - How'd he get there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SOPGwsTUR2I/AAAAAAAABGc/RnfAV1SaCOg/s1600-h/100_5627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SOPGwsTUR2I/AAAAAAAABGc/RnfAV1SaCOg/s320/100_5627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252260130272331618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amelia zonks out on the floor after contemplating Mommy's Wii Fit for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SOPGwxpT8QI/AAAAAAAABGk/hLb2n5MO8yo/s1600-h/100_5625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SOPGwxpT8QI/AAAAAAAABGk/hLb2n5MO8yo/s320/100_5625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252260131706761474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My pumpkinhead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SOPGw6qTHJI/AAAAAAAABGs/uIvHlj3a-Xw/s1600-h/100_5626_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SOPGw6qTHJI/AAAAAAAABGs/uIvHlj3a-Xw/s320/100_5626_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252260134126820498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maria's room of many colors.  (Complete with a Tipsy Tower of Stuff Mommy doesn't want anyone to touch on the headboard of her bed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SOPGxHLrxYI/AAAAAAAABG0/yx_4Cxl5-V4/s1600-h/100_5586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SOPGxHLrxYI/AAAAAAAABG0/yx_4Cxl5-V4/s320/100_5586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252260137488074114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Impromptu Picnic of PB &amp;amp; J's on the Park Bench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SOPGxZTMIXI/AAAAAAAABG8/oH7l2s9JUy4/s1600-h/100_5587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SOPGxZTMIXI/AAAAAAAABG8/oH7l2s9JUy4/s320/100_5587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252260142351393138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Ook!  I swinging!"&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/3497092289452000534-1603913016429745578?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/1603913016429745578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=1603913016429745578' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/1603913016429745578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/1603913016429745578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-pictures-of-girls-and-stuff-in.html' title='Random Pictures of the Girls and Stuff, in Random order.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SOPHrSqKOaI/AAAAAAAABHE/S0Is1wgSUIo/s72-c/100_5588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-5343498111604104536</id><published>2008-09-17T08:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T08:24:46.872-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To lighten the mood a bit, some quiz results.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your result for The Who Would You Be in 1400 AD Test...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4&gt;The Prioress&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p&gt;You scored 5% Cardinal, 56% Monk, 59% Lady,  and 43% Knight!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/users/380/222/3802229124094688069/mt1110486652.jpg" width="" height="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;div&gt;You are a moral person and are also highly intellectual. You like your solitude but are also kind and helpful to those around you. Guided by a belief in the goodness of mankind you will likely be christened a saint after your life is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored high as both the Lady and the Monk. You can try again to get a more precise description of either the Monk or the lady, or you can be happy that you're an individual.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/tests/the-who-would-you-be-in-1400-ad-test"&gt;Take The Who Would You Be in 1400 AD Test&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(19, 19, 19);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(172, 0, 12);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ello&lt;span style="color: rgb(172, 0, 12);"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uizzy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I like  the part about me being a saint. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I suspect, however, that I shouldn't bet on the accurancy of this quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hate blogger, can't get the underline to go away....grr....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/3497092289452000534-5343498111604104536?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/5343498111604104536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=5343498111604104536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/5343498111604104536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/5343498111604104536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-lighten-mood-bit-some-quiz-results.html' title='To lighten the mood a bit, some quiz results.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-7263565193849971394</id><published>2008-09-16T10:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T10:40:54.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's looking out for the little ones?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://milehimama.blogspot.com/2008/09/obama-campaign-sign-sharin-love.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SM_EM3oQrII/AAAAAAAAAyk/WUOF5E42TiQ/s320/Obama+Campaign+Sign+Fetus+Mama+Says.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246627816280206466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't tend to post on politics, but I saw this picture at &lt;a href="http://mommylife.net/"&gt;Mommy Life&lt;/a&gt; and felt I had to post it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's from Milehimama, at &lt;a href="http://milehimama.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mama Says&lt;/a&gt;.  Here's a link to her &lt;a href="http://milehimama.blogspot.com/2008/09/obama-campaign-sign-sharin-love.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that it puts forth in one image what the choice is about this election.  Can we vote for someone who voted against the protection of infants born alive after botched abortions, or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he's not willing to protect the "least of these" what reason do we have to believe that he'll protect the rest of us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out Jill Stanek's &lt;a href="http://www.jillstanek.com/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; for more info on Obama's record.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-7263565193849971394?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/7263565193849971394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=7263565193849971394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/7263565193849971394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/7263565193849971394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/09/whos-looking-out-for-little-ones.html' title='Who&apos;s looking out for the little ones?'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SM_EM3oQrII/AAAAAAAAAyk/WUOF5E42TiQ/s72-c/Obama+Campaign+Sign+Fetus+Mama+Says.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-8242757576692349572</id><published>2008-09-14T18:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T18:54:35.687-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Fortune for You.</title><content type='html'>I've been too busy with the Run for Life and other &lt;a href="http://www.ababysbreath.org/"&gt;A Baby's Breath&lt;/a&gt; things to post, but we got Chinese food today and I had to share this fortune:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SM2VqUBbuaI/AAAAAAAAAyU/dcFEcCakxHo/s1600-h/Fortune.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SM2VqUBbuaI/AAAAAAAAAyU/dcFEcCakxHo/s320/Fortune.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246013695118260642" 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/3497092289452000534-8242757576692349572?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/8242757576692349572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=8242757576692349572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/8242757576692349572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/8242757576692349572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/09/funny-fortune-for-you.html' title='Funny Fortune for You.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SM2VqUBbuaI/AAAAAAAAAyU/dcFEcCakxHo/s72-c/Fortune.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-5427293635934845342</id><published>2008-08-29T09:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T10:01:17.767-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Amelia.</title><content type='html'>Well, I, being quite resourceful and having knowledgeable friends, managed to avoid a trip to CHOP, having discovered that they have a satellite diagnostic center near the KoP Mall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Monday morning, Jim took the morning off work, and we took Amelia for her testing.  Siblings weren't allowed in the testing rooms, so Maria had fun in the toy filled waiting room, being zombified by the cartoons on tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amelia did very well with &lt;a href="http://www.chop.edu/consumer/jsp/division/generic.jsp?id=83911"&gt;the&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.chop.edu/consumer/jsp/division/generic.jsp?id=81956"&gt;tests&lt;/a&gt;, pretty much taking everything in stride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that she does have moderate &lt;a href="http://familydoctor.org/online/famdocen/home/children/parents/toilet/370.html"&gt;urinary reflux&lt;/a&gt;, on both sides, meaning that when her bladder was being filled with the contrast, it traveled part way back up the ureters towards her kidneys.  Obviously this is not a good thing if it's happening frequently and if it causing bacteria to infect the kidneys, which can cause permanent damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The treatment?  Preventative antibiotics.  Which &lt;a href="http://www.medicalnewstoday.com/articles/101397.php"&gt;may or may not work&lt;/a&gt; to prevent kidney infections, or reduce damage to the kidneys if an infection does occur.  So even with antibiotic treatment we still have to watch her for signs of infection, so that she can be treated immediately if one should occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't like giving the kids medicine, unless we know it's needed so preventative antibiotics that aren't necessarily proven kind of rub us the wrong way.  Fortunately, they are doing a study, in which some kids will have the standard treatment of preventative antibiotics and some will have a placebo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are hoping to take part in this, and of course hoping for a placebo.  We already know that we'll be watching her more closely, so adding an antibiotic doesn't seem all that helpful.  If we don't get in the study or choose not to do it (once we hear the full protocol)  then we'll have to take Amelia to a urologist who will help us decide what treatment to follow and will help us monitor her to see if/when she grows out of the condition.  Because most kids do grow out of it.  And it seems that they are finding that it's increasingly being linked to the time of potty training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all this is  a rather long way of saying that Amelia'a ok, and probably will be ok.  Which is a nice change after all that excitement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-5427293635934845342?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/5427293635934845342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=5427293635934845342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/5427293635934845342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/5427293635934845342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/08/update-on-amelia.html' title='Update on Amelia.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-8127056696893893921</id><published>2008-08-29T08:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T09:07:57.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another First for Maria.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SLfykJrXUFI/AAAAAAAAAx4/lys7IApACo0/s1600-h/100_5178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SLfykJrXUFI/AAAAAAAAAx4/lys7IApACo0/s320/100_5178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239923394355875922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SLfykJrXUFI/AAAAAAAAAx4/lys7IApACo0/s1600-h/100_5178.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SLfykgntxuI/AAAAAAAAAyA/_NoqKK9s6fE/s1600-h/100_5179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SLfykgntxuI/AAAAAAAAAyA/_NoqKK9s6fE/s320/100_5179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239923400514586338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SLfyk7t1A-I/AAAAAAAAAyI/4y7RfdnLSJM/s1600-h/100_5180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SLfyk7t1A-I/AAAAAAAAAyI/4y7RfdnLSJM/s320/100_5180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239923407787983842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgot to post these... Maria's first pictures. I just set up the camera, told her which button to push and let her do it. This is what she came up with.  Not bad, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Note: I hate Blogger!  Despite the fact that I'm always able to move my text to above my photos after they're added, today's it's not allowing me to do that and it's trying to make everything bold.  Grr....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-8127056696893893921?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/8127056696893893921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=8127056696893893921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/8127056696893893921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/8127056696893893921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/08/another-first-for-maria.html' title='Another First for Maria.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SLfykJrXUFI/AAAAAAAAAx4/lys7IApACo0/s72-c/100_5178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-3864105660115219783</id><published>2008-08-26T14:48:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T09:12:56.319-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Maria's been doing....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SLRTeJipJOI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/HnNyo_sefls/s1600-h/100_5184_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SLRTeJipJOI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/HnNyo_sefls/s320/100_5184_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238904043961132258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What with all the excitement of summer, I haven't had a chance to post an update on Maria. Somewhere around the beginning of the summer, maybe early June or something, she drew her first ever stick person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SLRTfHdlLYI/AAAAAAAAAxY/FF9lnimCeG8/s1600-h/Marias1ststickperson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SLRTfHdlLYI/AAAAAAAAAxY/FF9lnimCeG8/s320/Marias1ststickperson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238904060582899074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's Amelia with one blue eye and one yellow eye, brandishing a spoon.  I'm so proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SLRTfS_lpxI/AAAAAAAAAxg/boXxBGxiZfY/s1600-h/100_5191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SLRTfS_lpxI/AAAAAAAAAxg/boXxBGxiZfY/s320/100_5191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238904063678326546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then more recently, while Jim was working at the computer, she reached over and wrote her name on the white board next to him, all be herself (except for a little help with the letter r).&lt;br /&gt;I'd only had her practice tracing it three or four times, months ago.  I think homeschooling just might work out.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SLRTfrfwXGI/AAAAAAAAAxo/Yc1YJwsMH-Q/s1600-h/100_4969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SLRTfrfwXGI/AAAAAAAAAxo/Yc1YJwsMH-Q/s320/100_4969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238904070255696994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She also moved into her very own big girl bed.  And she stays the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(At least she did until recently when she decided that if I don't kiss her goodnight when I come home from A Baby's Breath, and if she doesn't wake up when I'm kissing her goodnight, then it's important to come in at 4 am and ask for a kiss and a snuggle.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SLRTf4qkv7I/AAAAAAAAAxw/fiwghLNGlok/s1600-h/100_5394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SLRTf4qkv7I/AAAAAAAAAxw/fiwghLNGlok/s320/100_5394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238904073790734258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the CCL convention, she got her first face painting, a rainbow, which she didn't want to wash off and which stained her cheek red for days afterward.  She also had her hair French Braided, for what will most likely be the 1st &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; last time, since I'm incompetent in the area of fancy hairstyles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And although I don't have a picture of it she very much enjoyed catching her first lightening bug.  She exalted afterwards, "Today is a very special day, because today, I caught my 1st lightening bug ever!  I'm soo proud of me!  Do-do-do-ta-do!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Note: This post has been edited to cover up the author's stunning lack of proof reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/3497092289452000534-3864105660115219783?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/3864105660115219783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=3864105660115219783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/3864105660115219783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/3864105660115219783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-marias-been-doing.html' title='What Maria&apos;s been doing....'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SLRTeJipJOI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/HnNyo_sefls/s72-c/100_5184_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-3388496414181698318</id><published>2008-08-21T10:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T10:25:39.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"A" is for Adventure!</title><content type='html'>It's also for "accident" (not us), "ambulance" (us), "Amelia" (who else) and "A-mergency room" (k, that's a stretch I know).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** Don't worry everything's fine.  Just normal childhood illness, but I'll get to that in a minute. ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Note: This post was started two weeks ago...so the time line is a little off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we got back into town Sunday evening.  Amelia slept or almost slept most of the trip.  I didn't think much of it as she (and we) didn't get a lot of sleep the night before.  (She seems to know just when it would be best for everyone to have a good night's sleep, and this makes her very agitated... so much so that she wakes up and cries, squirms and fusses thus keeping everyone up.  Caves under the pressure I guess.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also didn't think too much of it when she felt warm at the rest stop.  I assumed that the air conditioning wasn't high enough in the car.  So I cranked it up for the rest of the drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home, there was no mistaking it however.  Amelia had a fever.  It was high...104ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ran a lukewarm bath, gave her Tylenol and watched her.  Till about 11.  When the fever was back in the low/normal range, I got her to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, no fever she was acting fine all day.  Maybe a little tired, but fine.  Until Monday night right around 10:30, when Jim called me as I was coming out of the grocery store (yes, late I know).  Amelia had woken up and was crying and saying something over and over.  I tried to get her to tell me what was wrong over the phone.  The only thing I understood was "hurt."  And there was something weird in her tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assumed the fever had come back and I had Jim get her an ice pop.  When I came in she was eating the pop and watching Barney.  But when the ice pop was gone, she started to cry and then was breathing strangely, in short gasps as though it hurt to take deeper breaths.  I tried to get her to nurse, but she wouldn't.  She was also sitting very stiffly and her stomach was tense and hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had Jim call the pediatrician.  When he heard her symptoms, he told us to go to CHOP.  This made us more afraid that it really was something serious.  We got Jim's mom to come and stay with Maria, who was still sound asleep and unaware of what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we had just gotten on the expressway, we saw traffic stopped dead in front of us.  With all the rescue vehicles, we knew something serious had happened.  I was just contemplating driving up the shoulder to the next exit when three cars shot up the shoulder and blocked us in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amelia was awake again, now that the car wasn't moving, and starting to fuss.  I rolled down my window and tried to reason with the man in the car next to us, asking him not to move any farther forward to block us in.  I told him we were trying to get to the hospital with my daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just said, "It's not my fault, I didn't cause this," and rolled up his window.  Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I called 911, to see if they could send a cop to help us get out of the jam, or to at least tell us how long a wait it would be.  The man I spoke with recommended that I get an ambulance, as it would be "quite awhile" before we'd be moving again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Jim and I got out to flag down the ambulance.  Rescue workers from the accident scene ahead of us came back to see what was going on, and help the other ambulance find us.  They asked a few questions and stayed with us till the ambulance arrived.  Then the helped me climb over the barrier between the East and West bound lanes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to go to a closed hospital now that the fastest way to CHOP was blocked, and thankfully someone told Jim, who had to stay with the car, where we were going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the ambulance the EMT put leads on Amelia to monitor her hear and other things, and dangled a oxygen mask near her face to help her out a little, though he said her "oxygen saturation" was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to the hospital, Amelia started screaming again, having fallen partly asleep in the ambulance.  When the nurses checked her temp it was up to 103.  They gave her some tylenol and we sat down to wait for the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite surprised when Jim showed up about 20 minutes after we did.  After giving him an update on Amelia, I got the story of how he made it to the hospital so quickly.  Apparently, a state trooper told him to turn the car around and go, saying, "If anyone says anything to you, tell that that Trooper Scott said it was ok."  So Jim wove in and out of the parked cars on the expressway, until he got to the entrance ramp, where cars were still getting on (and blinking there lights at the crazy person going the wrong way), where he drove on the shoulder and finally turned onto another road, finally going the right direction again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very glad that I wasn't in the car while he was pulling that maneuver.  But I was also very glad that he had made it to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After waiting a little longer, the doctor came in and assured us that this most likely wasn't appendicitis, which is what we had feared.  He ordered a blood test and a urine sample, which he was going to have a nurse get with a catheter.  Yuck.  I was clear-headed enough to ask if maybe we could try to have Amelia pee in a cup to get the sample rather than do a catheter.  He said that it's been his experience that it wouldn't work with a kid her age, but he was willing to let us try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amelia did very well with it and was able to provide a nice sample for them.  She also did beautifully when they put the IV in to take the blood sample.  I think she was too tired and loopy at that point to protest much, but still she did very well, with no crying at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the tests came back, and after they'd given her some fluids via the IV, we left thinking that all this adventure was caused by a virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But two days later, the culture showed that she had a UTI.  So she was put on an antibiotic.  Which we've since learned, through and all over body rash, that she's allergic too.  So now we have a second antibiotic and are facing some follow-up testing at CHOP to rule out something called urinary reflux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this shows that you don't have to go &lt;a href="http://artofmanliness.com/2008/07/20/are-the-suburbs-killing-your-manhood/"&gt;looking&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;a href="http://naturalfamilylife.blogspot.com/2008/07/hidden-adventures.html"&gt;adventure&lt;/a&gt;... when you're a parent the adventure comes to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-3388496414181698318?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/3388496414181698318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=3388496414181698318' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/3388496414181698318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/3388496414181698318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/08/is-for-adventure.html' title='&quot;A&quot; is for Adventure!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-2847094017288127632</id><published>2008-07-22T10:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T10:55:08.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Arts Fest.</title><content type='html'>We finally made it to central PA for &lt;a href="http://www.arts-festival.com/"&gt;Arts Fest&lt;/a&gt;.  The last time that I went was three years ago and I carried Maria around in a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;backpack&lt;/span&gt;.  (See hiking pictures below... I'm too lazy to link it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I had the girls in the double stroller. It was an entirely different experience trying to see things with the girls. We arrived later than I had hoped. Then we stopped for five minutes or so watching a real balloon animal maker person (those of you who were at Jim's party know what I mean), while putting sunscreen on the girls. Ya, poor planning. I should have done that on the bus from the parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hard to get Maria past the kid fountains. But a promise to come back to them made her quiet down. Then we got in line for lunch...and after a minute in line, back out to find a restroom for Maria. After 15 minutes, back in line for lunch. Then 15 minutes or so of eating, after a minute of whining about having chicken fingers (that she'd asked for) instead of the hot dog (that she'd said she didn't want).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just made it to the library, where they were doing kids art and got the third to last piece of paper, which Maria and Amelia had to share. After some fun painting, the girls played with the Brio trains for about 30 minutes. Finally I bribed them to leave with promises of seeing "sand castles." A poor choice of words, since this is what was really going on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SIXvkzWW03I/AAAAAAAAAwo/9k0gN2TUglg/s1600-h/100_5153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SIXvkzWW03I/AAAAAAAAAwo/9k0gN2TUglg/s320/100_5153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225846358171636594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SIXvlJkyVHI/AAAAAAAAAww/9p4pg1vZ17s/s1600-h/100_5154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SIXvlJkyVHI/AAAAAAAAAww/9p4pg1vZ17s/s320/100_5154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225846364137739378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So finally we got to see the &lt;a href="http://www.arts-festival.com/sidewalk_sale.html"&gt;artists' booths&lt;/a&gt;. But it was more of a buzz by and I didn't buy anything. I'd really wanted to bit up some more interesting pottery, but a nearly incessant whining prevented me from looking at anything for more than a few seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we'd made it to the &lt;a href="http://www.sandscapes.com/"&gt;sand sculptures&lt;/a&gt;, the girls had each had a cupcake, each had gotten a free balloon and Maria had released all the helium from her balloon, nearly throwing herself into the street in despair (at least the streets were closed).  At the sculptures, Maria tried to be happy just looking at the sand (she really wanted to play in it) and Amelia ran in circles screeching at anyone who came near.  It was way past naptime at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we headed back to the fountains, and I let Maria go through the "mister."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SIXvlWhGYAI/AAAAAAAAAw4/msq0WqGNdZw/s1600-h/100_5155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SIXvlWhGYAI/AAAAAAAAAw4/msq0WqGNdZw/s320/100_5155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225846367611936770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Swamp Thing?  No, just Maria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then we walked across &lt;a href="http://www.psu.edu/"&gt;campus&lt;/a&gt; so that I could see some of the &lt;a href="http://www.campusmaps.psu.edu/buildings/lifesci.shtml"&gt;new&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.campusmaps.psu.edu/buildings/chemistry.shtml"&gt;buildings&lt;/a&gt;.  We were getting pretty hot and tired, so when we came upon the &lt;a href="http://www.creamery.psu.edu/"&gt;new creamery&lt;/a&gt;, we had to stop for a treat. Maria enjoyed her giant ice cream and I shared mine with Amelia. (I had strawberry cheesecake, and Maria had vanilla.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SIXvlhux5OI/AAAAAAAAAxA/FAsoFdhOvkw/s1600-h/100_5157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SIXvlhux5OI/AAAAAAAAAxA/FAsoFdhOvkw/s320/100_5157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225846370622104802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kiddie Size?  I think not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SIXvl2mZwaI/AAAAAAAAAxI/WtGCVNusd6o/s1600-h/100_5159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SIXvl2mZwaI/AAAAAAAAAxI/WtGCVNusd6o/s320/100_5159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225846376224113058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A nice end to a long day.&lt;/span&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/3497092289452000534-2847094017288127632?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/2847094017288127632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=2847094017288127632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2847094017288127632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2847094017288127632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/07/arts-fest.html' title='Arts Fest.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SIXvkzWW03I/AAAAAAAAAwo/9k0gN2TUglg/s72-c/100_5153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-3722953137066122420</id><published>2008-07-22T08:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T09:29:44.251-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just when you thought I was done with French Creek...</title><content type='html'>I really wanted to do a funny post with some of the cute things that the kids said on the camping trip. But I lost my notes. Yes, I made notes. And then I thought that I had washed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately for you they've turned up again. So here is "the cute things that the kids said while camping" post that you all were waiting for. (Yes, we've done other things since then, and yes I'm way behind in my posts. I might do it this week. Or not, since we're getting ready for &lt;a href="http://www.ccli.org/convention"&gt;NC&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SIXf48UmoZI/AAAAAAAAAwY/yMk_MAu-YMg/s1600-h/S1051140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SIXf48UmoZI/AAAAAAAAAwY/yMk_MAu-YMg/s320/S1051140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225829111991542162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mommy:&lt;/span&gt;  Do you want to use your folding &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Kalencom-POTETTE-Go-Potty-Blue/dp/B000F1MM2I/ref=pd_bbs_sr_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=baby-products&amp;amp;qid=1216730764&amp;amp;sr=8-2"&gt;potty&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maria:&lt;/span&gt;  No, I will use the camp potty (in the motor home) with my Dora seat, because it's campier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;While hiking, Maria made up a great song about what we were doing.  It went something like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we're walking in a line! Walking in a line! Mommy and Amelia! Daddy and Maria! And Aunt Becky way far away! We're walking in a line! (repeat for five minutes on so at the top of your voice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I suppose this song is another reason why Jim was so tired at the end of the hike.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maria to Aunt Becky:&lt;/span&gt; God wants you to move.  God wants you to move over here so you can play with your niece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amelia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SIXf5AA2rGI/AAAAAAAAAwg/lgfR_nJ5BMA/s1600-h/S1051128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SIXf5AA2rGI/AAAAAAAAAwg/lgfR_nJ5BMA/s320/S1051128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225829112982449250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When allowed to walk:&lt;/span&gt;  "I running way!  I running way!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When invited to please sit down in the canoe&lt;/span&gt;:  "No, thanks!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When hearing rain on the roof of the motor home during nap time:&lt;/span&gt;  "Oh!  Clapping!  Gammy clapping!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When seeing the fire for the first time:&lt;/span&gt;  "Candles!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Thanks to Kerry for the pictures of the girls.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/3497092289452000534-3722953137066122420?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/3722953137066122420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=3722953137066122420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/3722953137066122420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/3722953137066122420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-when-you-thought-i-was-done-with.html' title='Just when you thought I was done with French Creek...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SIXf48UmoZI/AAAAAAAAAwY/yMk_MAu-YMg/s72-c/S1051140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-7472376193209401547</id><published>2008-07-16T11:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T11:45:37.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Canoe at French Creek.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4Vz-J9NMI/AAAAAAAAAvw/owIfhNmZAFQ/s1600-h/100_5140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4Vz-J9NMI/AAAAAAAAAvw/owIfhNmZAFQ/s320/100_5140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223636600398623938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Amelia "helping" Daddy fill out the paperwork to rent the canoe.  Notice how the hat has already been removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4V0gywNTI/AAAAAAAAAv4/9lhOUg2yhGw/s1600-h/100_5141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4V0gywNTI/AAAAAAAAAv4/9lhOUg2yhGw/s320/100_5141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223636609696544050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Geese.  There were lots of them.  Amelia like yelling, "DUCKS!" at them.  Therefore we never got very close to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4V1M93MpI/AAAAAAAAAwA/q0LddsIi2W4/s1600-h/100_5142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4V1M93MpI/AAAAAAAAAwA/q0LddsIi2W4/s320/100_5142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223636621554299538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My view from the back of the canoe (notice I've put Amelia's hat back on).  This was after Amelia's first attempt to exit the canoe, at which point I moved her closer to me.  I think this was before I gave her crackers to eat to keep her still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4V1podTYI/AAAAAAAAAwI/O1AHHWKRQ8M/s1600-h/100_5143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4V1podTYI/AAAAAAAAAwI/O1AHHWKRQ8M/s320/100_5143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223636629249150338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maria imitating the geese flying away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4V2PF5bXI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/_DAoNt7eZyc/s1600-h/100_5152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4V2PF5bXI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/_DAoNt7eZyc/s320/100_5152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223636639304740210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, this one's not of us in the canoe.  This was at the campsite on our last day.  Thank goodness for camera's with timers.&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/3497092289452000534-7472376193209401547?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/7472376193209401547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=7472376193209401547' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/7472376193209401547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/7472376193209401547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-canoe-at-french-creek.html' title='In the Canoe at French Creek.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4Vz-J9NMI/AAAAAAAAAvw/owIfhNmZAFQ/s72-c/100_5140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-1416530260057250221</id><published>2008-07-16T11:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T11:34:19.274-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jen's attempt at "Art" from the French Creek Hike.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4USHHF3jI/AAAAAAAAAvo/-e_TyMAVUpw/s1600-h/100_5125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4USHHF3jI/AAAAAAAAAvo/-e_TyMAVUpw/s320/100_5125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223634919175347762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Indian Pipes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4Tw0-6PYI/AAAAAAAAAvA/w-QpluV2IA0/s1600-h/100_5111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4Tw0-6PYI/AAAAAAAAAvA/w-QpluV2IA0/s320/100_5111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223634347373510018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Teaberry on a Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4TxkZBv2I/AAAAAAAAAvI/pQs8VwOLXQU/s1600-h/100_5112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4TxkZBv2I/AAAAAAAAAvI/pQs8VwOLXQU/s320/100_5112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223634360099520354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Canoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4Txz4l7mI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/XYxq38j8Tzo/s1600-h/100_5113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4Txz4l7mI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/XYxq38j8Tzo/s320/100_5113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223634364258446946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4TyYkrI2I/AAAAAAAAAvY/5aU4DeuxuRY/s1600-h/100_5116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4TyYkrI2I/AAAAAAAAAvY/5aU4DeuxuRY/s320/100_5116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223634374107013986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Forest Flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4Ty0u_saI/AAAAAAAAAvg/FVXg1BUXfRs/s1600-h/100_5127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4Ty0u_saI/AAAAAAAAAvg/FVXg1BUXfRs/s320/100_5127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223634381666496930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wild Blueberries (Yum!)&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/3497092289452000534-1416530260057250221?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/1416530260057250221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=1416530260057250221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/1416530260057250221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/1416530260057250221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/07/jens-attempt-at-art-from-french-creek.html' title='Jen&apos;s attempt at &quot;Art&quot; from the French Creek Hike.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4USHHF3jI/AAAAAAAAAvo/-e_TyMAVUpw/s72-c/100_5125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-2193530379759236832</id><published>2008-07-16T11:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T11:25:35.729-04:00</updated><title type='text'>French Creek 2008 - Still more pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4QeIr5V5I/AAAAAAAAAug/ISQkB53Rxv4/s1600-h/100_5104_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4QeIr5V5I/AAAAAAAAAug/ISQkB53Rxv4/s320/100_5104_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223630727710070674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is zombification from a different angle.  Rainy days are a good reason to have a motor home while camping with kids.  And a satellite dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4QenvrfmI/AAAAAAAAAuo/THKbkjESntc/s1600-h/100_5105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4QenvrfmI/AAAAAAAAAuo/THKbkjESntc/s320/100_5105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223630736047439458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From our two-hour hike.  This is Jim at the start of the hike.  I didn't take a picture of him at the end, but if I did I'm sure he wouldn't have let me post it.  A hike is much harder with and extra 35-40 lbs on your back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4QfOjXlpI/AAAAAAAAAuw/hosB5eCYahI/s1600-h/100_5107_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4QfOjXlpI/AAAAAAAAAuw/hosB5eCYahI/s320/100_5107_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223630746464786066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's one of Amelia and I.  Not the best one of me, but Amelia's cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4Qfo6cHpI/AAAAAAAAAu4/d6TUGQpKNd8/s1600-h/100_5124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4Qfo6cHpI/AAAAAAAAAu4/d6TUGQpKNd8/s320/100_5124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223630753540873874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the best one of our navigator, Becky.  I had one of her with the map, but it was fuzzy.  However, this shows what my view was like much of the time, Becky blazing ahead unhampered by a backpack full of wiggling, hair-pulling, screeching fun.  (Becky is also in better shape than Jim and I so I'm sure that helped too.)&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/3497092289452000534-2193530379759236832?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/2193530379759236832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=2193530379759236832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2193530379759236832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2193530379759236832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/07/french-creek-2008-still-more-pictures.html' title='French Creek 2008 - Still more pictures.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SH4QeIr5V5I/AAAAAAAAAug/ISQkB53Rxv4/s72-c/100_5104_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-3659144529616523405</id><published>2008-07-16T11:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T11:08:57.014-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Camping Pictures.</title><content type='html'>These are from our walk/playground stop on the first day there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHI02k_S9LI/AAAAAAAAAt4/ytmtyYT95ag/s1600-h/100_5081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHI02k_S9LI/AAAAAAAAAt4/ytmtyYT95ag/s320/100_5081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220293030322566322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maria heard Becky and I talking about running and so she needed to get out and run.  Maria made Becky and I be on her team and run with her.  Then Amelia tried it...she spent the rest of the weekend yelling, "I running way!"  every time we let her walk by herself. (No pics of that though, too busy chasing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHI025R5DTI/AAAAAAAAAuA/_FniIwYyqnw/s1600-h/100_5090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHI025R5DTI/AAAAAAAAAuA/_FniIwYyqnw/s320/100_5090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220293035769269554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids enjoyed the slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHI03Gw9yOI/AAAAAAAAAuI/XF2xJ0uz16I/s1600-h/100_5099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHI03Gw9yOI/AAAAAAAAAuI/XF2xJ0uz16I/s320/100_5099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220293039389264098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHI03Wi_R1I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/29LdAEhvTRk/s1600-h/100_5101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHI03Wi_R1I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/29LdAEhvTRk/s320/100_5101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220293043625609042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHI03pjPNcI/AAAAAAAAAuY/AhE1BX2Ru38/s1600-h/100_5095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHI03pjPNcI/AAAAAAAAAuY/AhE1BX2Ru38/s320/100_5095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220293048726926786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was nice to have extra hands around to help with the girls.  Aunt Becky did a lot of chasing and "spotting" while we were at the playground.&lt;br /&gt;A fun time for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Note:  I had intended to post this last week, the computer ate it.  Luckily, blogger saved it right after I uploaded the pics so I was able to come back and get it posted finally.&lt;/span&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/3497092289452000534-3659144529616523405?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/3659144529616523405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=3659144529616523405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/3659144529616523405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/3659144529616523405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-camping-pictures.html' title='More Camping Pictures.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHI02k_S9LI/AAAAAAAAAt4/ytmtyYT95ag/s72-c/100_5081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-5617987209028156645</id><published>2008-07-07T11:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T11:20:33.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHIzsxRaFUI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/w_ukrwWZYw4/s1600-h/100_5071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHIzsxRaFUI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/w_ukrwWZYw4/s320/100_5071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220291762309436738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHIztEBb2kI/AAAAAAAAAtY/aopSagirX1c/s1600-h/100_5074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHIztEBb2kI/AAAAAAAAAtY/aopSagirX1c/s320/100_5074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220291767342717506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHIztXpMk9I/AAAAAAAAAtg/HVo-VfA362Q/s1600-h/100_5075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHIztXpMk9I/AAAAAAAAAtg/HVo-VfA362Q/s320/100_5075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220291772609762258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHIztsbD2lI/AAAAAAAAAto/GM1DH9ityW8/s1600-h/100_5079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHIztsbD2lI/AAAAAAAAAto/GM1DH9ityW8/s320/100_5079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220291778187614802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHIztx1gyOI/AAAAAAAAAtw/TzjWg5JEvCk/s1600-h/100_5080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHIztx1gyOI/AAAAAAAAAtw/TzjWg5JEvCk/s320/100_5080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220291779640740066" 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/3497092289452000534-5617987209028156645?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/5617987209028156645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=5617987209028156645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/5617987209028156645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/5617987209028156645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/07/camping.html' title='Camping.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHIzsxRaFUI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/w_ukrwWZYw4/s72-c/100_5071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-3509977715970227033</id><published>2008-07-07T11:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T11:15:11.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Zombification in Progress.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHIy8eOi_CI/AAAAAAAAAtI/SLzEiqv8rzg/s1600-h/100_5068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHIy8eOi_CI/AAAAAAAAAtI/SLzEiqv8rzg/s320/100_5068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220290932563442722" 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/3497092289452000534-3509977715970227033?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/3509977715970227033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=3509977715970227033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/3509977715970227033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/3509977715970227033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/07/zombification-in-progress.html' title='Zombification in Progress.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHIy8eOi_CI/AAAAAAAAAtI/SLzEiqv8rzg/s72-c/100_5068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-1763855392917170044</id><published>2008-07-07T09:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T10:21:51.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally more yarn pictures.</title><content type='html'>I know that you are all waiting for a pictures of &lt;a href="http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-socks.html"&gt;those socks&lt;/a&gt;... right?  Well, you'll just have to be satisfied with picture of my yarn swift and ball winder, and my two little helpers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHIi_QkzarI/AAAAAAAAAsw/v24--xi4RBc/s1600-h/100_5059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHIi_QkzarI/AAAAAAAAAsw/v24--xi4RBc/s320/100_5059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220273388252261042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHIi__hq3qI/AAAAAAAAAs4/jhQ_-ODu6Nk/s1600-h/100_5061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHIi__hq3qI/AAAAAAAAAs4/jhQ_-ODu6Nk/s320/100_5061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220273400855584418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHIjAJQb5WI/AAAAAAAAAtA/0_U452PLmug/s1600-h/100_5062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHIjAJQb5WI/AAAAAAAAAtA/0_U452PLmug/s320/100_5062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220273403467654498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The one on the right is the sock yarn that was tangled.  I had hand wound it, and finally have re-wound it properly now that I have the swift and winder.  I probably won't retry those socks for while though.  I have a &lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEspring08/PATTlaceribbon.html"&gt;scarf&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.knittingdaily.com/blogs/galleries/archive/2008/05/02/iwk-summer-2008-drawstring-raglan.aspx"&gt;sweater&lt;/a&gt; to do first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-1763855392917170044?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/1763855392917170044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=1763855392917170044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/1763855392917170044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/1763855392917170044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally-more-yarn-pictures.html' title='Finally more yarn pictures.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHIi_QkzarI/AAAAAAAAAsw/v24--xi4RBc/s72-c/100_5059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-2601141376477208312</id><published>2008-07-07T08:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T09:59:32.807-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When baking with toddlers...</title><content type='html'>...don't put the cooling racks within reach of small hands.  Or you'll end up with something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHIhDgDFoJI/AAAAAAAAAso/Gdw2_o6r0TU/s1600-h/100_4999+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHIhDgDFoJI/AAAAAAAAAso/Gdw2_o6r0TU/s320/100_4999+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220271262102036626" 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/3497092289452000534-2601141376477208312?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/2601141376477208312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=2601141376477208312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2601141376477208312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2601141376477208312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-baking-with-toddlers.html' title='When baking with toddlers...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SHIhDgDFoJI/AAAAAAAAAso/Gdw2_o6r0TU/s72-c/100_4999+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-3185709898242012913</id><published>2008-06-19T15:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T15:35:35.801-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Because Jim did it....</title><content type='html'>...I had to do it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.criticsrant.com/bb/reading_level.aspx"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ;" src="http://www.criticsrant.com/bb/readinglevel/img/undergrad.jpg" alt="blog readability test" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.criticsrant.com/"&gt;Movie Reviews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Not bad considering that most of my posts are pictures of the girls.  I may have to write a few more "wordy" posts just to see if I can match &lt;a href="http://naturalfamilylife.blogspot.com"&gt;Jim&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-3185709898242012913?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/3185709898242012913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=3185709898242012913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/3185709898242012913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/3185709898242012913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/06/because-jim-did-it.html' title='Because Jim did it....'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-1794754470952268738</id><published>2008-06-18T09:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T09:46:49.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging out on the deck.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFkRe6wPV1I/AAAAAAAAAsA/Ty2Mjt6YvH8/s1600-h/100_4873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFkRe6wPV1I/AAAAAAAAAsA/Ty2Mjt6YvH8/s320/100_4873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213217266523395922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFkRfV7TdLI/AAAAAAAAAsI/nlgi99HJV0w/s1600-h/100_4876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFkRfV7TdLI/AAAAAAAAAsI/nlgi99HJV0w/s320/100_4876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213217273817560242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFkRftdCxyI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/OtkUv3Qcn8I/s1600-h/100_4878ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFkRftdCxyI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/OtkUv3Qcn8I/s320/100_4878ed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213217280133089058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFkRf330-zI/AAAAAAAAAsY/2BTGmQfc0QI/s1600-h/100_4886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFkRf330-zI/AAAAAAAAAsY/2BTGmQfc0QI/s320/100_4886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213217282929785650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFkRgcyAIPI/AAAAAAAAAsg/auBx3aDhnsI/s1600-h/100_4893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFkRgcyAIPI/AAAAAAAAAsg/auBx3aDhnsI/s320/100_4893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213217292837462258" 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/3497092289452000534-1794754470952268738?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/1794754470952268738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=1794754470952268738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/1794754470952268738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/1794754470952268738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/06/hanging-out-on-deck.html' title='Hanging out on the deck.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFkRe6wPV1I/AAAAAAAAAsA/Ty2Mjt6YvH8/s72-c/100_4873.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-7645672345968322957</id><published>2008-06-18T09:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T09:49:11.079-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from Father's day.</title><content type='html'>Here's one of Jim and the girls engaged in a favorite daddy and daughter activity... playing/watching a computer game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFkNPAssRvI/AAAAAAAAArY/CHWlr6Yokuc/s1600-h/100_4954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFkNPAssRvI/AAAAAAAAArY/CHWlr6Yokuc/s320/100_4954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213212595194709746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The rest of the girls at the pool, while daddy was off catching a &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0367882/"&gt;movie&lt;/a&gt; with his dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFkNPonFKqI/AAAAAAAAArg/YD3rW7AFkqo/s1600-h/100_4960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFkNPonFKqI/AAAAAAAAArg/YD3rW7AFkqo/s320/100_4960.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213212605908593314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amelia spent the first 30 minutes or so running around gathering every toy in sight, often falling face first into the water and drinking pool water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFkNULMyQkI/AAAAAAAAAro/kY4Ph1L0jIg/s1600-h/100_4962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFkNULMyQkI/AAAAAAAAAro/kY4Ph1L0jIg/s320/100_4962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213212683913019970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She calmed down somewhat, and by the end was spending her time poolside pouring water or floating, relying on the armbands, with her head barely out of the water, somewhat like a crocodile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFkNUkCjQeI/AAAAAAAAArw/2euWlvUzvr4/s1600-h/100_4963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFkNUkCjQeI/AAAAAAAAArw/2euWlvUzvr4/s320/100_4963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213212690580980194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boat was supposed to be for Amelia, but since she abandoned it within 20 secs of entering the pool Maria claimed it and spent much of her time cruising around in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFkNVF19xaI/AAAAAAAAAr4/USaP-Uwg390/s1600-h/100_4967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFkNVF19xaI/AAAAAAAAAr4/USaP-Uwg390/s320/100_4967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213212699654997410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She also very much enjoyed meeting new friends and playing with their toys.&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/3497092289452000534-7645672345968322957?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/7645672345968322957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=7645672345968322957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/7645672345968322957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/7645672345968322957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/06/pictures-from-fathers-day.html' title='Pictures from Father&apos;s day.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFkNPAssRvI/AAAAAAAAArY/CHWlr6Yokuc/s72-c/100_4954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-2591333634341460119</id><published>2008-06-16T09:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T09:47:50.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Maria's Camel</title><content type='html'>Maria's got these domino's as a present a few weeks ago and loves to play around with them.  When I saw this, I had to take a picture.  She explained to me that she'd made a camel.  Do you see it?  The head is in the upper left hand corner, the legs are closest to her.  When I asked her what that little bit on the right side was, she said, "My camel is pooping."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, she made a pooping camel.  That's my daughter for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFZtn771ORI/AAAAAAAAArI/j-fq1wMm4sQ/s1600-h/100_4942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFZtn771ORI/AAAAAAAAArI/j-fq1wMm4sQ/s320/100_4942.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212474151598897426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFZtoq_DWQI/AAAAAAAAArQ/F86iJ2z3RBQ/s1600-h/100_4943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFZtoq_DWQI/AAAAAAAAArQ/F86iJ2z3RBQ/s320/100_4943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212474164228872450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In her defense, she has been to the zoo twice recently, so I imagine she may have seen any number of animals pooping and thought that it was interesting.  Gotta love the zoo.&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/3497092289452000534-2591333634341460119?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/2591333634341460119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=2591333634341460119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2591333634341460119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2591333634341460119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/06/marias-camel.html' title='Maria&apos;s Camel'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFZtn771ORI/AAAAAAAAArI/j-fq1wMm4sQ/s72-c/100_4942.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-2373288260764105085</id><published>2008-06-13T14:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T14:51:46.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Now where did I put that apron?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width="300px" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" style="border: 1px #000000 solid; color: #000000;background-color: #ffffff;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.magatsu.net/maritaltest/wife.jpg" width="72"height="72"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font size="+3"&gt;74&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;As a 1930s wife, I am&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="+2"&gt;Superior&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.magatsu.net/maritaltest/"&gt;Take the test!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-2373288260764105085?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/2373288260764105085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=2373288260764105085' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2373288260764105085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2373288260764105085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/06/now-where-did-i-put-that-apron.html' title='Now where did I put that apron?'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-4206900003954636218</id><published>2008-06-13T09:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T10:41:53.471-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The other picture.</title><content type='html'>I mentioned that I would be getting a picture from the day of my sister's engagement, so I'm finally going to post that now. Becky says that she likes it a bit better than the one that I took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFKFkwaqwBI/AAAAAAAAArA/9nbeuacrH7k/s1600-h/Kettle+Creek+May+08+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFKFkwaqwBI/AAAAAAAAArA/9nbeuacrH7k/s320/Kettle+Creek+May+08+009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211374585339625490" 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/3497092289452000534-4206900003954636218?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/4206900003954636218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=4206900003954636218' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/4206900003954636218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/4206900003954636218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/06/other-picture.html' title='The other picture.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SFKFkwaqwBI/AAAAAAAAArA/9nbeuacrH7k/s72-c/Kettle+Creek+May+08+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-6529229025812710219</id><published>2008-06-08T09:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T09:40:53.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Once upon a time...</title><content type='html'>...there was a little girl named Cinderella, whose father, the king had to go and help the church.  So Cinderella stayed home to play with her mean step-mother and mean step-sister, and they played with their cooking-stuff. The End."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new fairy tale, as told by Maria.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-6529229025812710219?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/6529229025812710219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=6529229025812710219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/6529229025812710219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/6529229025812710219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/06/once-upon-time.html' title='&quot;Once upon a time...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-6716056050712523897</id><published>2008-05-28T09:37:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T10:09:41.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Engaged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My little sister's engaged!  Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been promised some pics from the actual day, but until then here's one I took Monday night of the happy couple. Aren't they cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD1g7auhtpI/AAAAAAAAAqU/EJMsRVRSjsk/s1600-h/100_4871_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD1g7auhtpI/AAAAAAAAAqU/EJMsRVRSjsk/s320/100_4871_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205423318213179026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Becky and Kerry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3497092289452000534-6716056050712523897?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/6716056050712523897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=6716056050712523897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/6716056050712523897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/6716056050712523897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/05/engaged.html' title='Engaged!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD1g7auhtpI/AAAAAAAAAqU/EJMsRVRSjsk/s72-c/100_4871_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-7093419069886512740</id><published>2008-05-28T09:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T16:59:04.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Of mowing, gardening and decapitations.</title><content type='html'>Friday we got the chance to go outside and take care of some yardwork. (Not all, of course, I still have more than a few plants to get in the ground, and the weeds keep coming back.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD1VzKuhtkI/AAAAAAAAAps/aOTdntM6H2s/s1600-h/100_4853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD1VzKuhtkI/AAAAAAAAAps/aOTdntM6H2s/s320/100_4853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205411081851352642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before mowing, Jim had to pick up the massive pile of weeds that I left in the yard after pulling them out of the flower bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD1V0KuhtlI/AAAAAAAAAp0/9uSqEIQtWqA/s1600-h/100_4856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD1V0KuhtlI/AAAAAAAAAp0/9uSqEIQtWqA/s320/100_4856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205411099031221842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maria and Amelia helped me plant some flowers.  Amelia really enjoyed dumping dirt as we filled a planter.  She also decided that I needed to have more dirt on me, and dumped a pot full on my back.  Sorry, no pictures of that.  Maria is really starting to be a good helper in the garden.  Here she is patting dirt around a newly planted &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Calla_lily"&gt;calla lily&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD1V0quhtmI/AAAAAAAAAp8/I3Boek9ZFik/s1600-h/100_4860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD1V0quhtmI/AAAAAAAAAp8/I3Boek9ZFik/s320/100_4860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205411107621156450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amelia soon got bored with dirt and decided to play t-ball instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD1V1KuhtnI/AAAAAAAAAqE/X4hY_w7aZMw/s1600-h/100_4861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD1V1KuhtnI/AAAAAAAAAqE/X4hY_w7aZMw/s320/100_4861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205411116211091058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe one day she'll be able to hit the ball more than a few inches from the tee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD1V1auhtoI/AAAAAAAAAqM/_5hHQgyHdQk/s1600-h/100_4870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD1V1auhtoI/AAAAAAAAAqM/_5hHQgyHdQk/s320/100_4870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205411120506058370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While we were having fun with flowers, Jim was down near the soon to be ground-hog buffet, I mean, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;veggie garden,&lt;/span&gt; clipping the high weeds surrounding it.  I heard him give a shout, but he wouldn't tell me what happened until the girls were out of earshot.  Apparently, while clipping the grass, he accidentally decapitated a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Storeria"&gt;snake&lt;/a&gt;, only seeing it after the deed was done.  He chucked the body off into the weeds, but the head is still down there somewhere for me to discover.&lt;br /&gt;Fun, fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second decapitation of the day came later, when the girls and I were out on the deck.  Amelia picked up the turtle bird feeder and dropped it.  I'd say it was a banner day for us.&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/3497092289452000534-7093419069886512740?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/7093419069886512740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=7093419069886512740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/7093419069886512740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/7093419069886512740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/05/of-mowing-gardening-and-decapitations.html' title='Of mowing, gardening and decapitations.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD1VzKuhtkI/AAAAAAAAAps/aOTdntM6H2s/s72-c/100_4853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-6701731175127182710</id><published>2008-05-23T23:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T00:12:36.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody nose the trouble I've seen...</title><content type='html'>and her name is Amelia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SDeVaauhtjI/AAAAAAAAApk/hNIPQ9sp7kg/s1600-h/100_4839_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SDeVaauhtjI/AAAAAAAAApk/hNIPQ9sp7kg/s320/100_4839_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203792175533504050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Maria was younger, I thought that she got into trouble and did lots of strange things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know that she was a very good baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last week Amelia has fallen down the stairs (totally fine except for rug burn on the bridge of her nose), eaten copious amounts of sand and finger paint, and "discovered" the contents of her diaper and shared it with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought she'd slow down a bit after that list of accomplishments.  But no, she had to top it all.  Last night at dinner, she looked at me, rubbing her nose, and said, "Nose!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I took to mean that she had a boogie in her nose.  So, as any good mama would I looked in her nose only to discover... corn.  Yep, she'd shoved it up there pretty far.  Luckily, I have an assortment of tweezers and was able to retrieve said corn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a mom is so much fun. ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-6701731175127182710?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/6701731175127182710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=6701731175127182710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/6701731175127182710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/6701731175127182710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/05/nobody-nose-trouble-ive-seen.html' title='Nobody nose the trouble I&apos;ve seen...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SDeVaauhtjI/AAAAAAAAApk/hNIPQ9sp7kg/s72-c/100_4839_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-1861854902414621879</id><published>2008-05-20T11:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T11:23:20.439-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another spring day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SDLr3ZtXB8I/AAAAAAAAAo8/-aDUClg2gs8/s1600-h/100_4840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SDLr3ZtXB8I/AAAAAAAAAo8/-aDUClg2gs8/s320/100_4840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202479856592816066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SDLr6JtXB9I/AAAAAAAAApE/S1pbQ-KENwM/s1600-h/100_4842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SDLr6JtXB9I/AAAAAAAAApE/S1pbQ-KENwM/s320/100_4842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202479903837456338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SDLr7JtXB-I/AAAAAAAAApM/IDYl-iXJUxE/s1600-h/100_4843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SDLr7JtXB-I/AAAAAAAAApM/IDYl-iXJUxE/s320/100_4843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202479921017325538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SDLr7ptXB_I/AAAAAAAAApU/NXigNCrog70/s1600-h/100_4845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SDLr7ptXB_I/AAAAAAAAApU/NXigNCrog70/s320/100_4845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202479929607260146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SDLr8ZtXCAI/AAAAAAAAApc/NePAIxqbHzo/s1600-h/100_4847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SDLr8ZtXCAI/AAAAAAAAApc/NePAIxqbHzo/s320/100_4847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202479942492162050" 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/3497092289452000534-1861854902414621879?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/1861854902414621879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=1861854902414621879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/1861854902414621879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/1861854902414621879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/05/another-spring-day.html' title='Another spring day.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SDLr3ZtXB8I/AAAAAAAAAo8/-aDUClg2gs8/s72-c/100_4840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-5810648631771126959</id><published>2008-05-19T11:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T12:00:53.488-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Cool!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://daniellebean.com/"&gt;Danielle Bean&lt;/a&gt; just added me as her one of her Facebook friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook is too fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-5810648631771126959?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/5810648631771126959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=5810648631771126959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/5810648631771126959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/5810648631771126959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/05/too-cool.html' title='Too Cool!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-1555305099580564010</id><published>2008-05-13T23:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T23:50:13.684-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Painting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCphFptXB3I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/dAiAt1MFwJE/s1600-h/100_4823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCphFptXB3I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/dAiAt1MFwJE/s320/100_4823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200075469476005746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCphF5tXB4I/AAAAAAAAAoY/et24qTb1jRk/s1600-h/100_4824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCphF5tXB4I/AAAAAAAAAoY/et24qTb1jRk/s320/100_4824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200075473770973058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCphGJtXB5I/AAAAAAAAAog/ZHGgXZpmcZE/s1600-h/100_4825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCphGJtXB5I/AAAAAAAAAog/ZHGgXZpmcZE/s320/100_4825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200075478065940370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCphGZtXB6I/AAAAAAAAAoo/692nY-9wX88/s1600-h/100_4826_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCphGZtXB6I/AAAAAAAAAoo/692nY-9wX88/s320/100_4826_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200075482360907682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCphG5tXB7I/AAAAAAAAAow/z1E83dNFg2o/s1600-h/100_4830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCphG5tXB7I/AAAAAAAAAow/z1E83dNFg2o/s320/100_4830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200075490950842290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Amelia's first experience with painting.  I think she enjoyed herself.  The girls made pictures for their grandmothers for Mother's day.  A good time was had in the process.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-1555305099580564010?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/1555305099580564010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=1555305099580564010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/1555305099580564010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/1555305099580564010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/05/painting.html' title='Painting.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCphFptXB3I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/dAiAt1MFwJE/s72-c/100_4823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-191724979791201186</id><published>2008-05-13T22:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T23:28:52.504-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A sunny day.</title><content type='html'>These are about a week old or so, but I wanted to get some more kid pictures up.  And maybe one day a sock picture or some other knitting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say, too, that I am not responsible for Maria's attire in these pictures.  She insisted on wearing that sweatshirt over a long sleeve shirt, even though it was a warm day.  I didn't feel like arguing.  And don't mind the tall meadow like grass... it's cut now, though the garden is still overrun with it.  Maybe someday soon I'll get out there and weed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCpNGptXByI/AAAAAAAAAno/bkxWuZmWl1w/s1600-h/100_4813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCpNGptXByI/AAAAAAAAAno/bkxWuZmWl1w/s320/100_4813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200053496423319330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCpNHJtXBzI/AAAAAAAAAnw/A3X8sPvq_YE/s1600-h/100_4814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCpNHJtXBzI/AAAAAAAAAnw/A3X8sPvq_YE/s320/100_4814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200053505013253938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCpNHZtXB0I/AAAAAAAAAn4/GYL81dOMe9I/s1600-h/100_4815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCpNHZtXB0I/AAAAAAAAAn4/GYL81dOMe9I/s320/100_4815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200053509308221250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCpNKZtXB1I/AAAAAAAAAoA/Rbtkm63WKZc/s1600-h/100_4816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCpNKZtXB1I/AAAAAAAAAoA/Rbtkm63WKZc/s320/100_4816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200053560847828818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCpNLJtXB2I/AAAAAAAAAoI/kh9ajTmTLcQ/s1600-h/100_4817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCpNLJtXB2I/AAAAAAAAAoI/kh9ajTmTLcQ/s320/100_4817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200053573732730722" 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/3497092289452000534-191724979791201186?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/191724979791201186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=191724979791201186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/191724979791201186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/191724979791201186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/05/sunny-day.html' title='A sunny day.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCpNGptXByI/AAAAAAAAAno/bkxWuZmWl1w/s72-c/100_4813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-8137183531760594057</id><published>2008-05-12T00:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T00:05:23.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mother's Day post.</title><content type='html'>I found this post, &lt;a href="http://sherryantonettiwrites.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-mom-was-kid.html"&gt;When Mom was a Kid&lt;/a&gt;, and enjoyed it throughly, so I thought I'd share.  It's worth reading the whole thing, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-8137183531760594057?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/8137183531760594057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=8137183531760594057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/8137183531760594057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/8137183531760594057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day-post.html' title='A Mother&apos;s Day post.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-4883101549898014555</id><published>2008-05-11T09:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T17:35:49.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Retreat.</title><content type='html'>I was going to do a nice long post about &lt;a href="http://womenofgrace.com/conferences/may2-4-2008/info.html"&gt;my retreat&lt;/a&gt; last weekend.  But that's probably not going to happen as I've been very busy all week doing stuff for &lt;a href="http://www.ababysbreath.org/"&gt;A Baby's Breath&lt;/a&gt;.  (We're finally getting clients at the new center.  Now all we need are more advocates.  Volunteers?  Anyone?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will just say that it was a lovely weekend, the musicians were talented (even if the song writers weren't), the talks were excellent and I'd definitely go again if given the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grounds at the &lt;a href="http://www.malvernretreat.com/"&gt;retreat house&lt;/a&gt; are quite nice, and I got some good nature pictures, including this shot of a wrinkly mushroom.  I love taking pictures of mushrooms, don't ask me why, I just think they're neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCb_NZtXBtI/AAAAAAAAAnA/ksb9a8w9-cQ/s1600-h/100_4782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCb_NZtXBtI/AAAAAAAAAnA/ksb9a8w9-cQ/s320/100_4782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199123425550337746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCb_N5tXBuI/AAAAAAAAAnI/-We5_fTcrK0/s1600-h/100_4785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCb_N5tXBuI/AAAAAAAAAnI/-We5_fTcrK0/s320/100_4785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199123434140272354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCb_OJtXBvI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/BnTIyVGgPXk/s1600-h/100_4786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCb_OJtXBvI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/BnTIyVGgPXk/s320/100_4786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199123438435239666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCb_O5tXBwI/AAAAAAAAAnY/KsBztb2MLtU/s1600-h/100_4787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCb_O5tXBwI/AAAAAAAAAnY/KsBztb2MLtU/s320/100_4787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199123451320141570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lourdes Grotto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCb_PZtXBxI/AAAAAAAAAng/WGqXaLmhc1I/s1600-h/100_4789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCb_PZtXBxI/AAAAAAAAAng/WGqXaLmhc1I/s320/100_4789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199123459910076178" 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/3497092289452000534-4883101549898014555?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/4883101549898014555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=4883101549898014555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/4883101549898014555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/4883101549898014555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-retreat.html' title='My Retreat.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCb_NZtXBtI/AAAAAAAAAnA/ksb9a8w9-cQ/s72-c/100_4782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-268972770646541070</id><published>2008-05-10T22:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T09:51:44.268-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Kid pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another picture of Amelia falling asleep while eating.  This time she was This is what happens when mommy's busy cleaning out her closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCZfevZpygI/AAAAAAAAAmo/GYxoWN0jnAA/s1600-h/100_4775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCZfevZpygI/AAAAAAAAAmo/GYxoWN0jnAA/s320/100_4775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198947801570593282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCZfe_ZpyhI/AAAAAAAAAmw/l67YHJpI5kI/s1600-h/100_4776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCZfe_ZpyhI/AAAAAAAAAmw/l67YHJpI5kI/s320/100_4776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198947805865560594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, Maria's dressed in her Mrs. Santa dress...&lt;br /&gt;Amelia's in Maria's old Easter Dress, so they had the two major holiday's covered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCZfffZpyiI/AAAAAAAAAm4/FcAPSXan31w/s1600-h/100_4780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCZfffZpyiI/AAAAAAAAAm4/FcAPSXan31w/s320/100_4780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198947814455495202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another picture of Amelia falling asleep in the high chair, the only difference is here she was eating breakfast (note the pj's).  This is what happens when you stay up all night partying.&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/3497092289452000534-268972770646541070?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/268972770646541070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=268972770646541070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/268972770646541070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/268972770646541070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-kid-pictures.html' title='Random Kid pictures.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCZfevZpygI/AAAAAAAAAmo/GYxoWN0jnAA/s72-c/100_4775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-3140452505753068866</id><published>2008-05-08T11:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T11:22:31.984-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't believe that my husband added this link to his blog without telling me.</title><content type='html'>I was just checking Jim's blog and found a link to this site, &lt;a href="http://stuffcatholicslike.com/"&gt;Stuff Catholics Like&lt;/a&gt;, in in his links list.  I don't think that he ever told me about it, but I went there today and it's just great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a &lt;a href="http://stuffcatholicslike.com/2008/04/15/clapping-in-church/#comments"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to one article on clapping at Mass.  It's sooooo funny.  And scary at the same time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-3140452505753068866?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/3140452505753068866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=3140452505753068866' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/3140452505753068866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/3140452505753068866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-cant-believe-that-my-husband-added.html' title='I can&apos;t believe that my husband added this link to his blog without telling me.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-2965075605225386266</id><published>2008-05-06T14:36:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T16:02:09.341-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary's month.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCC32YmFvqI/AAAAAAAAAmg/qa_pHG87hdM/s1600-h/100_4802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCC32YmFvqI/AAAAAAAAAmg/qa_pHG87hdM/s320/100_4802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197356114928582306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( statue at &lt;a href="http://www.malvernretreat.com/"&gt;Malvern Retreat House&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's May again so it's time to pull out all those Marian devotions that you've been ignoring.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I told &lt;a href="http://simonandethan.wordpress.com/2008/05/02/the-may-magnificat/#comments"&gt;Rob&lt;/a&gt; that I would, this post will include links sites dealing with Marian prayers, devotions, and apparitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start with &lt;a href="http://www.catholic.org/saints/saint.php?saint_id=456"&gt;Our Lady of Guadalupe&lt;/a&gt;.  I learned a lot more about her this past weekend at the &lt;a href="http://www.womenofgrace.com/"&gt;Women of Grace&lt;/a&gt; retreat.  One of the speakers, &lt;a href="http://www.jkmi.com/aboutusdanmi.htm"&gt;Dan Lynch&lt;/a&gt; has written several books about her, and&lt;a href="http://www.ourladyofamerica.com/"&gt; Our Lady of America&lt;/a&gt;, the only appearance of Mary in the U.S. which has been approved.  You can find out about Dan, his books, and the missionary images &lt;a href="http://www.jkmi.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sancta.org/"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is another good site for info about the appearance of Our Lady of Guadalupe to St. Juan Diego, as well as prayers, pictures and other links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Rob mentioned it in his post, here is a &lt;a href="http://www.ewtn.com/library/montfort/truedevo.htm"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to&lt;a href="http://www.truedevotiontomary.net/?q=patronsaint"&gt; St. Louis Mary de Montfort's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;True Devotion to Mary&lt;/span&gt;.  It's fairly long, so &lt;a href="https://www.tanbooks.com/index.php/page/shop:flypage/product_id/248/"&gt;purchasing&lt;/a&gt; a copy might be a better idea.  It's also not a good idea to hand someone a copy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;True Devotion to Mary&lt;/span&gt; if you're trying to convince them that we Catholics don't worship her, as the language he uses to describe devotion to Mary is rather strong.  However, it helped me to understand devotion to Mary as a new convert to the Faith, so I do recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell, here's my version of True Devotion.  As Christians we are engrafted into the Body of Christ.  Thus as members of the body of Christ we are called to walk the path that He walked, to do in some limited sense, but to the fullest of our ability, what He did while He was on earth.  (WWJD?)  Jesus began that journey in Mary's womb, entrusting Himself entirely to her care.  So how could we go wrong to entrust ourselves to her, and to have her lead us in His path, the same path she walked with him from the manger to the cross?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Really, you have to read the book for a fuller explanation.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I think I posted this link before but here it is again.  The University of Dayton &lt;a href="http://campus.udayton.edu/mary/"&gt;Mary page&lt;/a&gt;.  Click on the link on the top left, About Mary, and you'll come to a page full of links to others Marian sites with prayers and info about Mary and Marian devotions.  There's even a link to a printable &lt;a href="http://campus.udayton.edu/mary/resources/allpages.htm"&gt;coloring book&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As for what to do with kids, I'm hoping to pray the Rosary as a family more frequently this month (i.e. at least once or twice would make it more frequent for us).  &lt;a href="http://www.chcweb.com/catalog/index.html"&gt;Catholic Heritage Curricula&lt;/a&gt; has a nice set of &lt;a href="http://www.chcweb.com/catalog/Religion/HolyCardsAndPrints/MysteriesoftheRosaryPrints/product_info.html"&gt;rosary prints&lt;/a&gt;, showing all the Mysteries of the Rosary, available in two sizes.  I think it's nice to have visuals for kids, especially ones that aren't cartoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all those links aren't enough for you, here's a &lt;a href="http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/15464b.htm"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to the Catholic Encyclopedia's entry on Mary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-2965075605225386266?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/2965075605225386266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=2965075605225386266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2965075605225386266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2965075605225386266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/05/marys-month.html' title='Mary&apos;s month.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SCC32YmFvqI/AAAAAAAAAmg/qa_pHG87hdM/s72-c/100_4802.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-2819441919734753681</id><published>2008-04-23T13:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T13:57:34.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rescued from the Laundry...</title><content type='html'>one doll chair, an unclothed Strawberry Shortcake doll, several magnetic letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SA91hImFvoI/AAAAAAAAAmM/ZjjWKwT1gVo/s1600-h/100_4771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SA91hImFvoI/AAAAAAAAAmM/ZjjWKwT1gVo/s320/100_4771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192498107484847746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Strawberry was very happy to be found, having had the harrowing experience of being drooled on and carried around by the hair by a toddler who shall remain nameless, then being unceremoniously shoved deep into a tangle of dirty sheets and towels.  The chair had no comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SA91hYmFvpI/AAAAAAAAAmU/SFGdwt9TvlE/s1600-h/100_4773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SA91hYmFvpI/AAAAAAAAAmU/SFGdwt9TvlE/s320/100_4773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192498111779815058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The letters were shaken-up as well and it may be several days before they return to normal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-2819441919734753681?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/2819441919734753681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=2819441919734753681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2819441919734753681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/2819441919734753681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/04/rescued-from-laundry.html' title='Rescued from the Laundry...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SA91hImFvoI/AAAAAAAAAmM/ZjjWKwT1gVo/s72-c/100_4771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-9157618270844728139</id><published>2008-04-23T12:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T13:17:20.982-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Run for Life 2008</title><content type='html'>This past Saturday was the Run for Life for &lt;a href="http://www.ababysbreath.org/"&gt;A Baby's Breath&lt;/a&gt;, CPC.  Jim and I went without the girls thanks to my in-laws who took them to a family event for the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SA9tjYmFvkI/AAAAAAAAAls/DhrpypjJRfM/s1600-h/100_4763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SA9tjYmFvkI/AAAAAAAAAls/DhrpypjJRfM/s320/100_4763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192489350046531138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SA9tkYmFvlI/AAAAAAAAAl0/HkOv4TYStdY/s1600-h/100_4764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SA9tkYmFvlI/AAAAAAAAAl0/HkOv4TYStdY/s320/100_4764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192489367226400338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tart of the 1 mile fun run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Becky and her boyfriend came and ran. Becky was very excited that she beat him to the finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SA9tkomFvmI/AAAAAAAAAl8/XC-_bQdJNYQ/s1600-h/100_4770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SA9tkomFvmI/AAAAAAAAAl8/XC-_bQdJNYQ/s320/100_4770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192489371521367650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jim got pulled into being a race marshal so he had to stand around waiting for slowpokes like me to finish. I ran/walked really fast/stopped to stretch (stupid shin splints) my way to the finish line in about 38 minutes, better than my best time so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SA9tk4mFvnI/AAAAAAAAAmE/H6uFpfpCW_E/s1600-h/100_4774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SA9tk4mFvnI/AAAAAAAAAmE/H6uFpfpCW_E/s320/100_4774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192489375816334962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And good enough to get me a second place medal (thanks to a lack of women in my age bracket). That beats Jim's surprise third place finish from &lt;a href="http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2007/04/run-for-life.html"&gt;last year&lt;/a&gt;.  Not to brag or anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-9157618270844728139?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/9157618270844728139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=9157618270844728139' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/9157618270844728139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/9157618270844728139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/04/run-for-life-2008.html' title='Run for Life 2008'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SA9tjYmFvkI/AAAAAAAAAls/DhrpypjJRfM/s72-c/100_4763.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-5928621667759406288</id><published>2008-04-14T15:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T14:31:17.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Socks?</title><content type='html'>Awhile back, I joined the  &lt;a href="http://www.yarnpirate.com/club.html"&gt;Yarn Pirate Booty Club&lt;/a&gt;.  Each month you get an exclusive club colorway of her hand-dyed sock yarn.  It's really a lot of fun to receive yarn in the mail not knowing what the colors are going to be till you open it up.  Kinda like getting a present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SAJaGISSf1I/AAAAAAAAAlM/Or_RRkOCL1A/s1600-h/100_4745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SAJaGISSf1I/AAAAAAAAAlM/Or_RRkOCL1A/s320/100_4745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188808782034141010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the March colorway, Emerald City.  It's definitely my favorite so far.  So I decided that I'd use it to make my first pair of socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SAJaHISSf3I/AAAAAAAAAlc/JOqofwI6cos/s1600-h/100_4753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SAJaHISSf3I/AAAAAAAAAlc/JOqofwI6cos/s320/100_4753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188808799214010226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;However, getting the yarn from a hank to a center pull ball is much harder than I thought (and I expected some difficulty) if you don't have a yarn swift and ball winder.  (And I don't...yet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SAJaHYSSf4I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lQazPG2T038/s1600-h/100_4752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SAJaHYSSf4I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lQazPG2T038/s320/100_4752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188808803508977538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It ended up in quite a tangle that took about a week to unknot.  I do have it wound up now and have cast on for a gauge swatch.  Don't have picture yet, but soon.  Maybe once I'm done swatching and actually have progress on the sock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-5928621667759406288?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/5928621667759406288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=5928621667759406288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/5928621667759406288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/5928621667759406288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-socks.html' title='First Socks?'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SAJaGISSf1I/AAAAAAAAAlM/Or_RRkOCL1A/s72-c/100_4745.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-9034328833435288193</id><published>2008-04-05T20:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T21:50:36.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Monkeys.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_gWpuTgGOI/AAAAAAAAAk0/qYMuK4-Bc24/s1600-h/100_4756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_gWpuTgGOI/AAAAAAAAAk0/qYMuK4-Bc24/s320/100_4756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185919876977400034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_gWqOTgGPI/AAAAAAAAAk8/v6Qql3ONPdo/s1600-h/100_4759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_gWqOTgGPI/AAAAAAAAAk8/v6Qql3ONPdo/s320/100_4759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185919885567334642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_gWqeTgGQI/AAAAAAAAAlE/02AfPAx2RKI/s1600-h/100_4760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_gWqeTgGQI/AAAAAAAAAlE/02AfPAx2RKI/s320/100_4760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185919889862301954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Magic Monkey Sleeping Bag.&lt;br /&gt;(Now if it only put them to sleep.)&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/3497092289452000534-9034328833435288193?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/9034328833435288193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=9034328833435288193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/9034328833435288193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/9034328833435288193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/04/little-monkeys.html' title='Little Monkeys.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_gWpuTgGOI/AAAAAAAAAk0/qYMuK4-Bc24/s72-c/100_4756.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-8925786500778356734</id><published>2008-04-04T16:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T16:26:31.882-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter at home.</title><content type='html'>When we got back to our house, we gave the girls their Easter baskets. I filled them mostly with non-candy stuff as I figured there would be a bounty of candy from the Egg hunt (and I was right).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_aOHuTgGKI/AAAAAAAAAkU/9wnqXNdWlKg/s1600-h/100_4730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_aOHuTgGKI/AAAAAAAAAkU/9wnqXNdWlKg/s320/100_4730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185488284303759522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm really happy with the enamelware dishes... Jim and I have been trying to rid ourselves of the plastic kids ware for awhile now, and these bunny plates work well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_aOH-TgGLI/AAAAAAAAAkc/XQm9tbMcwds/s1600-h/100_4733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_aOH-TgGLI/AAAAAAAAAkc/XQm9tbMcwds/s320/100_4733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185488288598726834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_aOIeTgGMI/AAAAAAAAAkk/jN7Ut0UevUA/s1600-h/100_4739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_aOIeTgGMI/AAAAAAAAAkk/jN7Ut0UevUA/s320/100_4739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185488297188661442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_aOIuTgGNI/AAAAAAAAAks/ivItnRa2AFY/s1600-h/100_4692_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_aOIuTgGNI/AAAAAAAAAks/ivItnRa2AFY/s320/100_4692_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185488301483628754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This last picture is from Palm Sunday dinner with Jim's family.&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/3497092289452000534-8925786500778356734?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/8925786500778356734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=8925786500778356734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/8925786500778356734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/8925786500778356734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/04/easter-at-home.html' title='Easter at home.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_aOHuTgGKI/AAAAAAAAAkU/9wnqXNdWlKg/s72-c/100_4730.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-3240049655274656774</id><published>2008-04-04T15:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T16:13:26.819-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Pictures.</title><content type='html'>Finally, some pictures of our Easter trip to Grammy and Pappy's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_aIWeTgGFI/AAAAAAAAAjs/ZMZ2y-jBKTU/s1600-h/100_4696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_aIWeTgGFI/AAAAAAAAAjs/ZMZ2y-jBKTU/s320/100_4696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185481940637063250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were surprised by an snow storm on Holy Saturday.  There was about 6 inches or so on the ground when we woke up, so of course, we had to rig up a snow suit for Maria and let her go play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_aIWuTgGGI/AAAAAAAAAj0/28UAGdD9r80/s1600-h/100_4697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_aIWuTgGGI/AAAAAAAAAj0/28UAGdD9r80/s320/100_4697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185481944932030562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In this picture you can see her "oh, so stylish," plastic bag boots.  The gloves that she has on were sized for an 8 year old, but it was the best we could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_aIW-TgGHI/AAAAAAAAAj8/133Ug1gfeIY/s1600-h/100_4702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_aIW-TgGHI/AAAAAAAAAj8/133Ug1gfeIY/s320/100_4702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185481949226997874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think that she was very happy to finally be able to make "Frosty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_aIXeTgGII/AAAAAAAAAkE/jWp1odEUMOI/s1600-h/100_4705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_aIXeTgGII/AAAAAAAAAkE/jWp1odEUMOI/s320/100_4705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185481957816932482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are the girls in their Easter dresses... yes, they matched including the shoes.  That hat was not part of the outfit but it was all we had for an Easter hat for Amelia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_aIX-TgGJI/AAAAAAAAAkM/OTtVFHdCryE/s1600-h/100_4721_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_aIX-TgGJI/AAAAAAAAAkM/OTtVFHdCryE/s320/100_4721_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185481966406867090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maria really cleaned up at the family Easter Egg Hunt... held inside due to the snow.&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/3497092289452000534-3240049655274656774?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/3240049655274656774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=3240049655274656774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/3240049655274656774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/3240049655274656774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/04/easter-pictures.html' title='Easter Pictures.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R_aIWeTgGFI/AAAAAAAAAjs/ZMZ2y-jBKTU/s72-c/100_4696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-571635317108763130</id><published>2008-04-01T08:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T08:34:13.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers please...</title><content type='html'>For the family of Border Patrol Agent Jarod Dittman.  He was the son of my mother's pastor, Cathy. He is leaving a wife and young daughter behind.  There is a memorial page set up &lt;a href="http://www.odmp.org/officer/19274-border-patrol-agent-jarod-dittman"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eternal rest grant unto him, O Lord.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And let perpetual light shine upon him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;May the souls of the faithful departed,&lt;br /&gt;through the mercy of God,&lt;br /&gt;rest in peace.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amen.&lt;/i&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/3497092289452000534-571635317108763130?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/571635317108763130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=571635317108763130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/571635317108763130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/571635317108763130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/04/prayers-please.html' title='Prayers please...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-7945295684913816211</id><published>2008-03-20T10:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T11:01:14.324-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Look, it's a....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-J7euTgGEI/AAAAAAAAAjg/tt4bBmDPiLw/s1600-h/100_4672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-J7euTgGEI/AAAAAAAAAjg/tt4bBmDPiLw/s320/100_4672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179838289185609794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CowDuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, I had to have it.  Luckily, I have kids so I could pretend to be buying it for them.  It's just so...awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-7945295684913816211?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/7945295684913816211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=7945295684913816211' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/7945295684913816211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/7945295684913816211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/03/look-its.html' title='Look, it&apos;s a....'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-J7euTgGEI/AAAAAAAAAjg/tt4bBmDPiLw/s72-c/100_4672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-8491578018404603148</id><published>2008-03-20T10:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T10:55:29.955-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberries anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thought I'd provide a "palate cleanser" after that last post.  Strawberries as big as my hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-J6neTgGCI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Q2NQdGl26Js/s1600-h/100_4666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-J6neTgGCI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Q2NQdGl26Js/s320/100_4666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179837339997837346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-J6oOTgGDI/AAAAAAAAAjY/07W0cfh72r4/s1600-h/100_4669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-J6oOTgGDI/AAAAAAAAAjY/07W0cfh72r4/s320/100_4669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179837352882739250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/3497092289452000534-8491578018404603148?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/8491578018404603148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=8491578018404603148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/8491578018404603148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/8491578018404603148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/03/strawberries-anyone.html' title='Strawberries anyone?'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-J6neTgGCI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Q2NQdGl26Js/s72-c/100_4666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-6417865600185119364</id><published>2008-03-20T10:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T10:48:27.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of an experiment.</title><content type='html'>Ok, so when I watched &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0390521/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; documentary I was inspired to create my own experiment. I went to "the French Fry House" one day, and despite having watched what this type of food can do to you, ate everything in my combo except for a few fries. These I stuck back in the carton, which I wrote the date of purchase on, and set on my kitchen window sill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, a year later, I give you my results. This photo was taken one March 6, 2008, one year and one day after the fried were purchased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-J1gOTgGBI/AAAAAAAAAjI/5KknVrKUxaE/s1600-h/100_4644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-J1gOTgGBI/AAAAAAAAAjI/5KknVrKUxaE/s320/100_4644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179831717885646866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They still look pretty yummy, don't they?  They're hard and smell like rancid oil, so I don't think anyone would mistake them for fresh french fries, but its still rather scary to see that they have maintained their original shape and color without breaking down and getting moldy, like any normal food would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, I have eaten the fries there, even after seeing these sit around so long.  But I didn't enjoy them the way I used to.....couldn't stop thinking about what might be in them to preserve them for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did think about keeping them longer, just to see if they ever break down, but I decided that one year is enough evidence for me.  So into the trash they went.  Maybe they'll finally break down in the landfill?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-6417865600185119364?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/6417865600185119364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=6417865600185119364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/6417865600185119364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/6417865600185119364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/03/end-of-experiment.html' title='The end of an experiment.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-J1gOTgGBI/AAAAAAAAAjI/5KknVrKUxaE/s72-c/100_4644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-3835265380840043111</id><published>2008-03-20T09:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T10:23:05.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day, another baptism.</title><content type='html'>This time we were late and didn't get any pictures of the actual event, since we rushed from the car to the church without grabbing the camera. So again, these are just some pics from the after-party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-JwxeTgF8I/AAAAAAAAAig/T4H1coJnVII/s1600-h/100_4684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-JwxeTgF8I/AAAAAAAAAig/T4H1coJnVII/s320/100_4684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179826516680251330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the only picture I got of the newly baptized little one, catching some zzz's while getting a ride from Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-Jwx-TgF9I/AAAAAAAAAio/SHKk4ftkkME/s1600-h/100_4681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-Jwx-TgF9I/AAAAAAAAAio/SHKk4ftkkME/s320/100_4681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179826525270185938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Toys were provided for the benefit of the many 5 and unders present.  Note the Veggie tales coloring book behind Jim.  A sign of a great party indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-JwyeTgF-I/AAAAAAAAAiw/vQg9QtID71s/s1600-h/100_4683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-JwyeTgF-I/AAAAAAAAAiw/vQg9QtID71s/s320/100_4683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179826533860120546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look!  Yet another shot of Maria stuffing cake into her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-JwyuTgF_I/AAAAAAAAAi4/z9aM1SCoa28/s1600-h/100_4686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-JwyuTgF_I/AAAAAAAAAi4/z9aM1SCoa28/s320/100_4686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179826538155087858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not sure what's going on in this picture.  I was just trying to get a shot of Amelia and E. coloring.  But when I looked at it in Adobe, I noticed that E. appears to be levitating.  So the grace from the Baptism must have rubbed off.  Either that or someone spiked the punch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-Jwy-TgGAI/AAAAAAAAAjA/AYMvHWnInxE/s1600-h/100_4688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-Jwy-TgGAI/AAAAAAAAAjA/AYMvHWnInxE/s320/100_4688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179826542450055170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;D. playing host and entertaining the guests like a good big brother.&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/3497092289452000534-3835265380840043111?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/3835265380840043111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=3835265380840043111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/3835265380840043111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/3835265380840043111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/03/another-day-another-baptism.html' title='Another day, another baptism.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-JwxeTgF8I/AAAAAAAAAig/T4H1coJnVII/s72-c/100_4684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-8119664745016207211</id><published>2008-03-20T09:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T09:55:12.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Laundry Day....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...with two little 'helpers.'  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-Jr5-TgF3I/AAAAAAAAAh4/ru8HDVu6nmU/s1600-h/100_4658_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-Jr5-TgF3I/AAAAAAAAAh4/ru8HDVu6nmU/s320/100_4658_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179821165151000434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-Jr6eTgF4I/AAAAAAAAAiA/SB9nVHt17Mc/s1600-h/100_4661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-Jr6eTgF4I/AAAAAAAAAiA/SB9nVHt17Mc/s320/100_4661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179821173740935042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-Jr6uTgF5I/AAAAAAAAAiI/NMVfy25D7xg/s1600-h/100_4662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-Jr6uTgF5I/AAAAAAAAAiI/NMVfy25D7xg/s320/100_4662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179821178035902354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-Jr6-TgF6I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/kBWbO1dI8Jw/s1600-h/100_4663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-Jr6-TgF6I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/kBWbO1dI8Jw/s320/100_4663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179821182330869666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-Jr7eTgF7I/AAAAAAAAAiY/PvWtGYTFjdo/s1600-h/100_4665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-Jr7eTgF7I/AAAAAAAAAiY/PvWtGYTFjdo/s320/100_4665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179821190920804274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And yes, that's the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dirty&lt;/span&gt; laundry they're playing in.&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/3497092289452000534-8119664745016207211?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/8119664745016207211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=8119664745016207211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/8119664745016207211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/8119664745016207211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/03/laundry-day.html' title='Laundry Day....'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R-Jr5-TgF3I/AAAAAAAAAh4/ru8HDVu6nmU/s72-c/100_4658_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-4147150546938733536</id><published>2008-03-17T12:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T12:57:39.503-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunchtime napping: Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R96iva31tjI/AAAAAAAAAhw/KNNV0MedYBQ/s1600-h/100_4648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R96iva31tjI/AAAAAAAAAhw/KNNV0MedYBQ/s320/100_4648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178755557073729074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Thanks to Jim for the photo.&lt;/span&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/3497092289452000534-4147150546938733536?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/4147150546938733536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=4147150546938733536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/4147150546938733536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/4147150546938733536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/03/lunchtime-napping-part-ii.html' title='Lunchtime napping: Part II'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R96iva31tjI/AAAAAAAAAhw/KNNV0MedYBQ/s72-c/100_4648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-615979101067190523</id><published>2008-03-11T11:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T12:01:43.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A fun day...</title><content type='html'>Here's some pics from E's baptism. All my shots of the actual event are dark and haven't been edited yet so you'll have to be satisfied with party pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9aqvq31tdI/AAAAAAAAAhA/AG9Tg-0zwq8/s1600-h/100_4610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9aqvq31tdI/AAAAAAAAAhA/AG9Tg-0zwq8/s320/100_4610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176512557648033234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9aqv631teI/AAAAAAAAAhI/znTYP6vKVBU/s1600-h/100_4611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9aqv631teI/AAAAAAAAAhI/znTYP6vKVBU/s320/100_4611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176512561943000546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9aqwa31tfI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/BmaKM4lTvMY/s1600-h/100_4616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9aqwa31tfI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/BmaKM4lTvMY/s320/100_4616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176512570532935154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9aqw631tgI/AAAAAAAAAhY/KkBc7Sp3i5M/s1600-h/100_4618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9aqw631tgI/AAAAAAAAAhY/KkBc7Sp3i5M/s320/100_4618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176512579122869762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9aqxa31thI/AAAAAAAAAhg/PaKCbjc2Qr4/s1600-h/100_4631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9aqxa31thI/AAAAAAAAAhg/PaKCbjc2Qr4/s320/100_4631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176512587712804370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've got about 6 more, uh, "poses" of this shot, so if you don't like how your kids looks in this one I may have a better one.  If anyone wants, I'll send pics to you (uhm, if I know you... cuz that would be weird otherwise).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497092289452000534-615979101067190523?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/615979101067190523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=615979101067190523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/615979101067190523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/615979101067190523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/03/fun-day.html' title='A fun day...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9aqvq31tdI/AAAAAAAAAhA/AG9Tg-0zwq8/s72-c/100_4610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-4517040832996584543</id><published>2008-03-11T10:51:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T11:24:43.714-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready to Learn?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We just finished re-certifying to teach NFP for the &lt;a href="http://www.ccli.org"&gt;Couple to Couple League&lt;/a&gt; and have started two classes.  Jim took these photos one night just before class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9adF631tbI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Tw5wo9jtV6I/s1600-h/100_4583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9adF631tbI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Tw5wo9jtV6I/s320/100_4583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176497546737333682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love their faces in the first one.  It's kinda like the look we got from the first couple who were required to come to our class.  They were not happy to be there, and didn't come back for the second session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9adHa31tcI/AAAAAAAAAg4/wleJVdb7reE/s1600-h/100_4585_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9adHa31tcI/AAAAAAAAAg4/wleJVdb7reE/s320/100_4585_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176497572507137474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This second shot is more like the majority of our students, happy to be there and ready to get started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: the kids were banished to another room for the actual class.&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/3497092289452000534-4517040832996584543?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/4517040832996584543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=4517040832996584543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/4517040832996584543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/4517040832996584543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/03/ready-to-learn.html' title='Ready to Learn?'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9adF631tbI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Tw5wo9jtV6I/s72-c/100_4583.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-6742947740425816916</id><published>2008-03-11T10:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T10:38:22.425-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because....</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Grass Green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolorgreenareyouquiz/grass-green.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down to earth and a bit of a hippie, you are very into nature and the outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You accept the world and people as they are. You don't try to change things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are also very comfortable with yourself, flaws and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optimistic about the future, you feel like life is always getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorgreenareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Green Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is pretty accurate... except maybe that optimistic thing.  But I suppose I'm getting better in that area... I used to be much more of a pessimist.  I may also take issue with the "don't try to change things" part.  I think that I do try to change the things and people around me, but I try to be very gentle and unobtrusive about it.  Anywho, that's enough self-analysis for the moment.  I'm going to write a real post now, I promise.&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/3497092289452000534-6742947740425816916?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/6742947740425816916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=6742947740425816916' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/6742947740425816916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/6742947740425816916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-because.html' title='Just because....'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497092289452000534.post-626525560553557572</id><published>2008-03-06T15:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T16:32:19.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One day of winter....</title><content type='html'>Here are pictures from the only day that the girls got to go out and play in the snow. I should have posted them that day, but I got sidetracked as usual and so I'm posting them now, on one of the springiest days we've had so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9BiJV0B8TI/AAAAAAAAAgE/jhSkGyjAdnY/s1600-h/100_4572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9BiJV0B8TI/AAAAAAAAAgE/jhSkGyjAdnY/s320/100_4572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174743884462420274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9BiJ10B8UI/AAAAAAAAAgM/P4_8bAC7Sdg/s1600-h/100_4576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9BiJ10B8UI/AAAAAAAAAgM/P4_8bAC7Sdg/s320/100_4576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174743893052354882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9BiKF0B8VI/AAAAAAAAAgU/b0e8MQxbAak/s1600-h/100_4577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9BiKF0B8VI/AAAAAAAAAgU/b0e8MQxbAak/s320/100_4577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174743897347322194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9BiK10B8WI/AAAAAAAAAgc/9MzAZR_pYGI/s1600-h/100_4578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9BiK10B8WI/AAAAAAAAAgc/9MzAZR_pYGI/s320/100_4578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174743910232224098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9BiLF0B8XI/AAAAAAAAAgk/1yY7u2QrmR4/s1600-h/100_4581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9BiLF0B8XI/AAAAAAAAAgk/1yY7u2QrmR4/s320/100_4581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174743914527191410" 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/3497092289452000534-626525560553557572?l=lapofluxury.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/feeds/626525560553557572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497092289452000534&amp;postID=626525560553557572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/626525560553557572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497092289452000534/posts/default/626525560553557572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapofluxury.blogspot.com/2008/03/one-day-of-winter.html' title='One day of winter....'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959253409263619346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/SD2u0KuhttI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rx-ZUCoRWyo/S220/Spa+Day+001ed.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQN9ZEkZwZg/R9BiJV0B8TI/AAAAAAAAAgE/jhSkGyjAdnY/s72-c/100_4572.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
