<?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-1362974694563552280</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:20:31.626-07:00</updated><category term='halloween'/><category term='baby {button}'/><category term='blessings'/><category term='your advice'/><category term='giveaway'/><category term='photography'/><category term='crafty'/><category term='nursery'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='random'/><category term='husband'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='videos'/><category term='maternity'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='design thoughts'/><category term='home projects'/><category term='sigh'/><category term='faith'/><category term='scattered'/><category term='sunday thoughts'/><category term='pregnancy'/><category term='frustrations'/><category term='our life'/><title type='text'>Canary Linen</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-4389561633781052244</id><published>2012-01-25T14:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T14:07:51.550-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><title type='text'>Button's point of {view}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CpXSmLDjL0U/TyBtEPLGDOI/AAAAAAAAAz4/77HElqcccG0/s1600/eva4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CpXSmLDjL0U/TyBtEPLGDOI/AAAAAAAAAz4/77HElqcccG0/s640/eva4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Have you ever followed your little one around, at their level? You should. My knees hurt after a while, but I gained an appreciation for my crawling daughter as I tried to see what she sees. :) Life is amazing, our ability to learn, to grow, to become. So grateful to be a mother!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-solOBpmUO0M/TyBtC1b7NAI/AAAAAAAAAzg/UNnfcRTUBzs/s1600/eva1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-solOBpmUO0M/TyBtC1b7NAI/AAAAAAAAAzg/UNnfcRTUBzs/s640/eva1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X-7_JT4__zo/TyBtDdYhhlI/AAAAAAAAAzo/-KmoqO2Koe8/s1600/eva2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X-7_JT4__zo/TyBtDdYhhlI/AAAAAAAAAzo/-KmoqO2Koe8/s640/eva2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Messy Room. Messy Heaven.&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/-BhWFxZcofwg/TyBtD95uxsI/AAAAAAAAAzw/1UqxKm5VVuc/s1600/eva3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BhWFxZcofwg/TyBtD95uxsI/AAAAAAAAAzw/1UqxKm5VVuc/s640/eva3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Carpet Jungle&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/-5XSsuiYYpsw/TyBtElhuODI/AAAAAAAAAz8/AhsLDAsmtcI/s1600/eva5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5XSsuiYYpsw/TyBtElhuODI/AAAAAAAAAz8/AhsLDAsmtcI/s640/eva5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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That's the beauty of the human mind. To do anything that you want to do. That is the strength of the human will. To trust yourself to test your limits. That is the courage to succeed." -Bernard Edmonds&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/1362974694563552280-4389561633781052244?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/4389561633781052244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2012/01/buttons-point-of-view.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4389561633781052244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4389561633781052244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2012/01/buttons-point-of-view.html' title='Button&apos;s point of {view}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CpXSmLDjL0U/TyBtEPLGDOI/AAAAAAAAAz4/77HElqcccG0/s72-c/eva4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-7694464131128606357</id><published>2012-01-20T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T20:06:30.081-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><title type='text'>1 year ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dear Button,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It seems like (seriously) yesterday that I held you for the first time. I finally got to meet who I had been feeling for months. You were 6 lbs 13 oz of perfectness and I felt so blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2553CcNIvw/TxoouSyR42I/AAAAAAAAAyE/e_FkjiVgrX4/s1600/171825_546359270709_122802158_31678781_1909122_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2553CcNIvw/TxoouSyR42I/AAAAAAAAAyE/e_FkjiVgrX4/s640/171825_546359270709_122802158_31678781_1909122_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MiSdCxQf9l8/TxooutXV5XI/AAAAAAAAAyM/zPMFVQ9a2UQ/s1600/172285_546358202849_122802158_31678718_4686203_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MiSdCxQf9l8/TxooutXV5XI/AAAAAAAAAyM/zPMFVQ9a2UQ/s640/172285_546358202849_122802158_31678718_4686203_o.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was crazy how fast you grew, yet how little I saw the change. I would see you in a photo and think, 'holy cow' she's getting big! Or, 'wow, she is starting to look like me.' It's still surreal that I am blessed to be your mom, and I hope that you will always know how much I love you.&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/-IX-LNRtCZ1A/Txoou--q12I/AAAAAAAAAyU/S4ip42wbhUg/s1600/175190_547007297059_122802158_31689573_5934979_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IX-LNRtCZ1A/Txoou--q12I/AAAAAAAAAyU/S4ip42wbhUg/s640/175190_547007297059_122802158_31689573_5934979_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qb5B6S2rhyw/TxoovAT1cEI/AAAAAAAAAyc/PwIGptEa8KU/s1600/198820_548042931639_122802158_31703393_3436721_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qb5B6S2rhyw/TxoovAT1cEI/AAAAAAAAAyc/PwIGptEa8KU/s640/198820_548042931639_122802158_31703393_3436721_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You have become more&amp;nbsp;independent&amp;nbsp;as time is passing. I'm really happy for that, but sad to have to allow you to learn and grow. It was so much easier when you were smaller. I can't imagine what I'll think in 5 years.&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/-PNBu9N6GMDo/Txoovv0_bfI/AAAAAAAAAyk/Faa4_I33Igo/s1600/201762_558810737869_122802158_31730971_7770753_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PNBu9N6GMDo/Txoovv0_bfI/AAAAAAAAAyk/Faa4_I33Igo/s640/201762_558810737869_122802158_31730971_7770753_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ub36bURAWo4/Txoovyc1LFI/AAAAAAAAAys/Y48v8L4ijm0/s1600/256143_568044069199_122802158_31824392_200211_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ub36bURAWo4/Txoovyc1LFI/AAAAAAAAAys/Y48v8L4ijm0/s640/256143_568044069199_122802158_31824392_200211_o.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The older you get, the happier your personality comes through. You love your dad, and are overjoyed when he gets home. You are still a mommy's girl though, I'm the only one who can calm you down when you are angry, sad, or hurt.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gg6RTJJsKsw/TxoowRUq2dI/AAAAAAAAAy0/FqPiRfMD8_k/s1600/291974_579714147269_122802158_31957895_744699080_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gg6RTJJsKsw/TxoowRUq2dI/AAAAAAAAAy0/FqPiRfMD8_k/s640/291974_579714147269_122802158_31957895_744699080_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You tolerate the bajillion pictures that get taken of you. You are really well behaved, but are learning quickly that just because someone says 'no' doesn't mean you necessarily have to do it. Hence pulling a printer on top of yourself tonight I thought would help you understand what no really meant. Unfortunately, not two minutes later you were right next to it again, attempting the same thing. I tried hard not to laugh, because you get this face when you are in trouble and try to 'cutify' your way out of things.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bQQJdSh_810/TxoowsKztUI/AAAAAAAAAy8/Ba7JFUuwviE/s1600/399207_591914936789_122802158_32011258_1457461382_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="468" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bQQJdSh_810/TxoowsKztUI/AAAAAAAAAy8/Ba7JFUuwviE/s640/399207_591914936789_122802158_32011258_1457461382_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love all the time we get to spend with you. I love being with you, learning with you. I am so lucky you are mine.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9yL_Zk02uXE/Txoo2S-UX5I/AAAAAAAAAzE/Yt2dMiRP_7I/s1600/c5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="404" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9yL_Zk02uXE/Txoo2S-UX5I/AAAAAAAAAzE/Yt2dMiRP_7I/s640/c5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And here you are at 1 year old already. I (seriously) can't believe it.&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/-fqvQWW-gk18/Txoo2gxScrI/AAAAAAAAAzM/1b67Sx7A_Vo/s1600/c7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fqvQWW-gk18/Txoo2gxScrI/AAAAAAAAAzM/1b67Sx7A_Vo/s640/c7.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sN_0Ynakajo/Txoo3BSz66I/AAAAAAAAAzU/loy5lBWoEWo/s1600/c8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sN_0Ynakajo/Txoo3BSz66I/AAAAAAAAAzU/loy5lBWoEWo/s640/c8.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you Button, more than you or I will ever really understand. I will always love you. Remember that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday Bug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love, Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(And Dad, but you know how he's not really the gushy kind ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-7694464131128606357?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/7694464131128606357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2012/01/1-year-ago.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/7694464131128606357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/7694464131128606357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2012/01/1-year-ago.html' title='1 year ago...'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2553CcNIvw/TxoouSyR42I/AAAAAAAAAyE/e_FkjiVgrX4/s72-c/171825_546359270709_122802158_31678781_1909122_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-1710088141959023873</id><published>2012-01-17T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T18:59:40.171-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><title type='text'>Dear {mom}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vyTzP1rADFY/TxYmvHAAbeI/AAAAAAAAAxk/2HwPFW15zYk/s1600/c3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vyTzP1rADFY/TxYmvHAAbeI/AAAAAAAAAxk/2HwPFW15zYk/s640/c3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See that guy over there?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C-WHnbWhFJM/TxYm8lZEM2I/AAAAAAAAAx8/8GS9MakseZ0/s1600/c1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C-WHnbWhFJM/TxYm8lZEM2I/AAAAAAAAAx8/8GS9MakseZ0/s640/c1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's a genius.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-28arvbGZkUA/TxYm1s9wXoI/AAAAAAAAAxs/4igcSH_a1q4/s1600/c2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-28arvbGZkUA/TxYm1s9wXoI/AAAAAAAAAxs/4igcSH_a1q4/s640/c2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yep. PURE genius. Who else would let me eat in the bathtub?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love, Button.&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;Dear Husband,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you for your wonderful idea, I was rather tired of cleaning up the entire kitchen after each feeding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love, Your wife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-1710088141959023873?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/1710088141959023873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2012/01/dear-mom.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/1710088141959023873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/1710088141959023873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2012/01/dear-mom.html' title='Dear {mom}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vyTzP1rADFY/TxYmvHAAbeI/AAAAAAAAAxk/2HwPFW15zYk/s72-c/c3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-4214144246219717019</id><published>2012-01-09T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T15:55:38.227-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><title type='text'>working from {home}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-krW5P5nw-HM/TwtvJtwAUwI/AAAAAAAAAxE/dBj8GjP52P4/s1600/c1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-krW5P5nw-HM/TwtvJtwAUwI/AAAAAAAAAxE/dBj8GjP52P4/s640/c1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;...looks a lot like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uvgwWG7ySP4/TwtvKeE54XI/AAAAAAAAAxU/p51LRAkr3IE/s1600/c3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uvgwWG7ySP4/TwtvKeE54XI/AAAAAAAAAxU/p51LRAkr3IE/s640/c3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;...and this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U07nBkKyEjs/TwtvK9nZWwI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KOboXdadtCQ/s1600/c4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U07nBkKyEjs/TwtvK9nZWwI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KOboXdadtCQ/s640/c4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...with a little of this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f48JGjJwD04/TwtvKFCrowI/AAAAAAAAAxM/DiQ_96PgD40/s1600/c2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f48JGjJwD04/TwtvKFCrowI/AAAAAAAAAxM/DiQ_96PgD40/s640/c2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fortunately for me, Button loves to play with pretty much everything, from the advanced noise toys we got her for Christmas, to a random manila folder. Unfortunately for me, Buttons favorite place to play with them is right next to the computer, with easy access to the pretty blue light button that turns of the computer. So despite the constant rebooting of the computer, and making sure everything is safe while she is around, I wouldn't have it any other way. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-4214144246219717019?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/4214144246219717019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2012/01/working-from-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4214144246219717019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4214144246219717019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2012/01/working-from-home.html' title='working from {home}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-krW5P5nw-HM/TwtvJtwAUwI/AAAAAAAAAxE/dBj8GjP52P4/s72-c/c1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-5938684635296793098</id><published>2012-01-06T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T13:58:23.751-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><title type='text'>lazy {mornings}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kcXjlMoKsuA/TwdeuZWOp_I/AAAAAAAAAw8/Tg3VBdhnkCQ/s1600/evalazy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kcXjlMoKsuA/TwdeuZWOp_I/AAAAAAAAAw8/Tg3VBdhnkCQ/s640/evalazy1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to remember the messes, the crumbs, the tears, the giggles, the love. I want to remember what it's like to comfort a&amp;nbsp;hysterical&amp;nbsp;child who didn't get enough yogurt. I want to remember what its like to wake up to her babbling in her room. I want to remember her glee over the most annoying noise toys in the world. I want to remember her little toes, how they curl up when she laughs. I want to remember the sounds she makes when she's being tickled. I want to remember her little waves, her little 'hi' to everyone with in earshot. I want to remember the feeling I have of being her mother. I want to remember how much she needs me, how everything revolves around me and her. I want to remember. Because pretty soon it will be over. She'll laugh and giggle and grow, and be gone. But until then, I'm grateful for the lazy mornings at her side, grateful for the owies I get to kiss away. Grateful she is mine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-5938684635296793098?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/5938684635296793098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2012/01/lazy-mornings.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/5938684635296793098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/5938684635296793098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2012/01/lazy-mornings.html' title='lazy {mornings}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kcXjlMoKsuA/TwdeuZWOp_I/AAAAAAAAAw8/Tg3VBdhnkCQ/s72-c/evalazy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-2153674644435119325</id><published>2012-01-04T19:24:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T15:59:50.003-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><title type='text'>Teething...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gUt0eGtQL0g/TwUJ1NNWG4I/AAAAAAAAAw0/-IcH53OYnro/s1600/c2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gUt0eGtQL0g/TwUJ1NNWG4I/AAAAAAAAAw0/-IcH53OYnro/s1600/c2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...is a miserable process for all involved. More than a month counting, and those little things still rest under the gum line. Crossing our fingers this will be over soon. Well, at least for these two teeth anyway. ;) (And yes, she's almost a year and has no teeth. zilch. Maybe it will be her birthday present to herself..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Update 01/09- She has finally had one tooth break the gums two days ago. Yippee! ;)**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-2153674644435119325?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/2153674644435119325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2012/01/teething.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/2153674644435119325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/2153674644435119325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2012/01/teething.html' title='Teething...'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gUt0eGtQL0g/TwUJ1NNWG4I/AAAAAAAAAw0/-IcH53OYnro/s72-c/c2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-4183904824781464185</id><published>2011-10-27T11:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T11:21:42.025-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>Photo Studio Giveaway!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gJloeYGtJE4/TqmSf92u2WI/AAAAAAAAAvg/oeMUBXqzsks/s1600/minis2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gJloeYGtJE4/TqmSf92u2WI/AAAAAAAAAvg/oeMUBXqzsks/s1600/minis2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;CioCo Photography is giving away Mini Sessions!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ciocophotography.com/mini-giveaway/"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt; for entry rules! Do it! ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And from my most recent session in the studio:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x-XPGcax5OM/TqmSfaO9b3I/AAAAAAAAAvY/oPQpxaVo-M4/s1600/c3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x-XPGcax5OM/TqmSfaO9b3I/AAAAAAAAAvY/oPQpxaVo-M4/s1600/c3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can't believe she is 9 months already! Yikes! Time goes too fast. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-4183904824781464185?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/4183904824781464185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/10/photo-studio-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4183904824781464185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4183904824781464185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/10/photo-studio-giveaway.html' title='Photo Studio Giveaway!!'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gJloeYGtJE4/TqmSf92u2WI/AAAAAAAAAvg/oeMUBXqzsks/s72-c/minis2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-5189058610670685291</id><published>2011-10-03T17:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T17:35:11.999-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><title type='text'>on {the farm}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Hi5GKFlBj4/TopFeCKRNII/AAAAAAAAAtw/zcy0n9UUEXM/s1600/farm1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Hi5GKFlBj4/TopFeCKRNII/AAAAAAAAAtw/zcy0n9UUEXM/s1600/farm1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This last weekend I had a photo session to do for some family friends. We arrived a little early to let Button play around and see the animals at the farm we were shooting. She loved them, but was a little scared to get close. Instead she would stomp her feet and&amp;nbsp;squawk&amp;nbsp;at them. It was such a beautiful evening. It makes me so grateful to be alive and have the blessings I do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kurOyib87sc/TopFe4J-sOI/AAAAAAAAAt0/lOqyxT-n4R0/s1600/farm2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kurOyib87sc/TopFe4J-sOI/AAAAAAAAAt0/lOqyxT-n4R0/s1600/farm2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ever the poser...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5y1ueHabGB0/TopFf7Akz7I/AAAAAAAAAt4/y33oSqAhzaI/s1600/farm3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5y1ueHabGB0/TopFf7Akz7I/AAAAAAAAAt4/y33oSqAhzaI/s1600/farm3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Meh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Syumyhw594/TopFg5ai8AI/AAAAAAAAAt8/IfroLfhFFfg/s1600/farm4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Syumyhw594/TopFg5ai8AI/AAAAAAAAAt8/IfroLfhFFfg/s1600/farm4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Beautiful girl...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVJfQ3ZtIL0/TopFiL5gqII/AAAAAAAAAuA/xvcVOE1AXLA/s1600/farm5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVJfQ3ZtIL0/TopFiL5gqII/AAAAAAAAAuA/xvcVOE1AXLA/s1600/farm5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mmm. Hot husband. ;) hahaha&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fse5IohdNbo/TopFjO5vu3I/AAAAAAAAAuE/csDiDJGnULg/s1600/farm6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fse5IohdNbo/TopFjO5vu3I/AAAAAAAAAuE/csDiDJGnULg/s1600/farm6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I could not love these two more. I am so grateful to be a part of this family! Button is getting to look more and more like her dad each day...same features just some how got my light eyes. :) Love this girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you're enjoying your week! Also, does anyone know of any fun older baby friendly and free places in the SLC area? She's old enough now she can start appreciating them. Yay for life!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-5189058610670685291?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/5189058610670685291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/10/on-farm.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/5189058610670685291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/5189058610670685291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/10/on-farm.html' title='on {the farm}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Hi5GKFlBj4/TopFeCKRNII/AAAAAAAAAtw/zcy0n9UUEXM/s72-c/farm1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-7127675051885618915</id><published>2011-09-29T16:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T16:14:05.423-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><title type='text'>working {out}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Button has a new set of skills. Not Liam Neeson, 'i'll find you' skills, but impressive skills none the less.&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/-wX9epxEaaIw/ToTtXf6tjkI/AAAAAAAAAtc/RrZTz5uE7oI/s1600/crib1-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wX9epxEaaIw/ToTtXf6tjkI/AAAAAAAAAtc/RrZTz5uE7oI/s1600/crib1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I went in to get her from her nap to find this. My slightly hungover 'I was too excited to pull myself up and drool all over the floor than to sleep' baby. Don't worry she wasn't really hungover. To this point she hadn't pulled herself up on anything yet. This was yesterday. Today she has added couches, coffee tables, and anything in the 2' high range to her list.&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/-TBAoEEEzJo4/ToTtW2t8R8I/AAAAAAAAAtY/I7FNGrIkvnI/s1600/crib1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TBAoEEEzJo4/ToTtW2t8R8I/AAAAAAAAAtY/I7FNGrIkvnI/s1600/crib1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She seems pretty proud of herself. And that face? That's her face when she does the satan growl. Oh yes, it sounds just like you would imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Where is the time going?! Happy Thursday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-7127675051885618915?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/7127675051885618915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/09/working-out.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/7127675051885618915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/7127675051885618915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/09/working-out.html' title='working {out}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wX9epxEaaIw/ToTtXf6tjkI/AAAAAAAAAtc/RrZTz5uE7oI/s72-c/crib1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-6271066093578724838</id><published>2011-09-28T21:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T21:32:08.057-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><title type='text'>sick {days}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A little while ago I took some pictures of Button and I after she had been sick &lt;strike&gt;forever&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;about three days. She was coming out of it and more of her jovial self, I on the other hand, still felt like not getting around to actually getting out of bed and putting some form of makeup on to cover my every increasing wrinklage. That's not a word. It's ok.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So what better thing to do than document said unkeptness? Also not a word. How about photograph it! So I did. Enjoy. I sure do.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-45mEo97gLBc/ToPlaoFiG2I/AAAAAAAAAsY/JxFE6eZGpC4/s1600/c1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-45mEo97gLBc/ToPlaoFiG2I/AAAAAAAAAsY/JxFE6eZGpC4/s1600/c1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UdRIMhxAjuk/ToPlaxSiaOI/AAAAAAAAAsc/2GR8XyCO8PI/s1600/c2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UdRIMhxAjuk/ToPlaxSiaOI/AAAAAAAAAsc/2GR8XyCO8PI/s1600/c2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kZ5YlrzUyrs/ToPlbBSw2VI/AAAAAAAAAsg/H2lqinHkEoM/s1600/c3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kZ5YlrzUyrs/ToPlbBSw2VI/AAAAAAAAAsg/H2lqinHkEoM/s1600/c3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XTJlJ2UdF4w/ToPlbt5FzTI/AAAAAAAAAsk/tQJQPgwgzHc/s1600/c4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XTJlJ2UdF4w/ToPlbt5FzTI/AAAAAAAAAsk/tQJQPgwgzHc/s1600/c4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QHUptrTVFYM/ToPlb0-seII/AAAAAAAAAso/gac_4XF8sqE/s1600/c5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QHUptrTVFYM/ToPlb0-seII/AAAAAAAAAso/gac_4XF8sqE/s1600/c5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh Mother, you have so many gray hairs. And wrinkles. It's quite mind blowing."&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I really don't have that many gray hairs.&lt;br /&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/-zgAy4szN2XM/ToPlcRCKs3I/AAAAAAAAAss/JyD6slwCUwQ/s1600/c6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zgAy4szN2XM/ToPlcRCKs3I/AAAAAAAAAss/JyD6slwCUwQ/s1600/c6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A bit blurry, but near ten pound cameras get heavy when you're holding them with one hand.&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/-bykOMbp9xmA/ToPlcwQNySI/AAAAAAAAAsw/zoHFKGfzYPU/s1600/c7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bykOMbp9xmA/ToPlcwQNySI/AAAAAAAAAsw/zoHFKGfzYPU/s1600/c7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BkfUhHAUPC0/ToPldXIV--I/AAAAAAAAAs0/8_VvSH_rSbQ/s1600/c8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BkfUhHAUPC0/ToPldXIV--I/AAAAAAAAAs0/8_VvSH_rSbQ/s1600/c8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W0zSiQB03AQ/ToPldt27ugI/AAAAAAAAAs4/Olvl2ysm8nE/s1600/c9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W0zSiQB03AQ/ToPldt27ugI/AAAAAAAAAs4/Olvl2ysm8nE/s1600/c9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZICEYG_ln_M/ToPleHnnV2I/AAAAAAAAAs8/7fuW4U1w1Ww/s1600/c10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZICEYG_ln_M/ToPleHnnV2I/AAAAAAAAAs8/7fuW4U1w1Ww/s1600/c10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VGSzYKlIwy4/ToPlesxG5nI/AAAAAAAAAtA/9R7OdPjWTNU/s1600/c11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VGSzYKlIwy4/ToPlesxG5nI/AAAAAAAAAtA/9R7OdPjWTNU/s1600/c11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYbspnrbjfU/ToPle1AULBI/AAAAAAAAAtE/nQzyYuy1Uxc/s1600/c12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYbspnrbjfU/ToPle1AULBI/AAAAAAAAAtE/nQzyYuy1Uxc/s1600/c12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a great night, and wonderful Thursday. Which happens to be my favorite day of the week. Weird, I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also I realize that the&lt;strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;one&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;many of you that reads my blog have probably seen such pictures over on facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kind of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-6271066093578724838?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/6271066093578724838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/09/sick-days.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/6271066093578724838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/6271066093578724838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/09/sick-days.html' title='sick {days}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-45mEo97gLBc/ToPlaoFiG2I/AAAAAAAAAsY/JxFE6eZGpC4/s72-c/c1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-3110136041259312932</id><published>2011-09-27T21:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T21:09:35.771-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='your advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>a {quandary}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight I went to Barnes and Noble. Way better than Borders, so I apologize to all your Borders lovers out there. Except I guess your love is in vain...because they are now gone. (gleeful chuckle, unless it offends you, then pretend I was silently crying)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back to Barnes and Noble, I took a lot of time in the Jane Austin section. And then in the Charlotte Bronte section. And while I have all of Austin's books, I kind of wanted to buy them all over again with the new covers. Which would have been ridiculous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instead, I want to buy a nook. So Jane Austin may forever be in my purse. Creepy right? I hope so.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vfClZovqZoc/ToKO6ksMYYI/AAAAAAAAAsI/rzxgeGp1TAY/s1600/nook.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vfClZovqZoc/ToKO6ksMYYI/AAAAAAAAAsI/rzxgeGp1TAY/s1600/nook.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've been wanting a nook for a while.&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/-N_2Q6fCba6c/ToKO68aNgxI/AAAAAAAAAsM/1TF1AFYr7fU/s1600/nook2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N_2Q6fCba6c/ToKO68aNgxI/AAAAAAAAAsM/1TF1AFYr7fU/s1600/nook2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;However, someone mentioned I should get a kindle. So I did some research, and it resulted in this:&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/-ZqOnLRvkDmA/ToKO72q_hwI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/oVpfXNBDLL0/s1600/nook3.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqOnLRvkDmA/ToKO72q_hwI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/oVpfXNBDLL0/s1600/nook3.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then some of this:&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/-FWjxwHkXID8/ToKO8MkQd8I/AAAAAAAAAsU/HyDb3uGWXs8/s1600/nook4.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FWjxwHkXID8/ToKO8MkQd8I/AAAAAAAAAsU/HyDb3uGWXs8/s1600/nook4.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, in the end I bought neither. But here, a few months later, I'm back again wanting to buy one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, in a rather long and round about way I get to my final purpose of this wholely long post which is to ask: Does anyone own either?? What do you like? Dislike? Discuss. &amp;nbsp;(Hahah I love when people put discuss)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks. In advance.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-3110136041259312932?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/3110136041259312932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/09/quandary.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/3110136041259312932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/3110136041259312932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/09/quandary.html' title='a {quandary}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vfClZovqZoc/ToKO6ksMYYI/AAAAAAAAAsI/rzxgeGp1TAY/s72-c/nook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-9067107717866481932</id><published>2011-09-06T22:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T22:42:45.752-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><title type='text'>some {things}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh boy. Time!!! Stop!!!&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;Now that that rant is over, life has been crazy awesome. We have been able to travel a lot this summer which I feel very fortunate for. Can't believe that summer is already over and heading into fall. Which I'm completely ok with, because fall is my favorite season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Button has started to try to get up on her knees to crawl. It's a little frustrating to her, but she'll get it eventually. It's pretty hilarious to watch. She's all over the place now and is getting pretty proficient at her army crawl. Which isn't good, because my house is in no way baby ready. Yikes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We took some updated pics of us at my dad's family reunion.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-swAl8xGjDvU/Tmb1TCUdQOI/AAAAAAAAArk/EWJ_avIRvy0/s1600/c1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-swAl8xGjDvU/Tmb1TCUdQOI/AAAAAAAAArk/EWJ_avIRvy0/s400/c1.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tKNij8_yp8U/Tmb1TfOrTrI/AAAAAAAAAro/9oAC6Asmljk/s1600/c2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tKNij8_yp8U/Tmb1TfOrTrI/AAAAAAAAAro/9oAC6Asmljk/s400/c2.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FsGPAKGFzFM/Tmb1Ue2EUdI/AAAAAAAAArs/BxkADEYj10Y/s1600/c3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FsGPAKGFzFM/Tmb1Ue2EUdI/AAAAAAAAArs/BxkADEYj10Y/s400/c3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As you can tell it was totally impromptu, as I don't really try to have crazy hair all the time. Or do I...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this pic of Button because it shows how happy she is. Now that she is over her reflux, she is the most pleasant baby ever. Probably biased, but meh. It was totally worth the six months of 'i'm going to pull my hair out and shove shards of glass in my eyes if she doesn't stop crying'. Maybe. But we're happy she's happy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is blessed. Full of potholes, but the road is truly special. Till next time!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-9067107717866481932?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/9067107717866481932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/09/some-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/9067107717866481932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/9067107717866481932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/09/some-things.html' title='some {things}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-swAl8xGjDvU/Tmb1TCUdQOI/AAAAAAAAArk/EWJ_avIRvy0/s72-c/c1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-9030102933289520223</id><published>2011-08-23T13:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T13:11:55.040-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><title type='text'>a little {guilt}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel guilty. REALLY guilty. I have not written one word in a journal since Button was born. I have managed to write on here, but I have not documented hardly anything by way of milestones. So my new resolution of the mid year is to start. So here are the things I remember.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oJdY8zhDr_U/TlP1akW_d0I/AAAAAAAAArQ/4KiE0J_qARY/s1600/c1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oJdY8zhDr_U/TlP1akW_d0I/AAAAAAAAArQ/4KiE0J_qARY/s400/c1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;{picture taken at 3 months 3 weeks}&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;b&gt;2 Months&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;{9 lbs 10 oz at her checkup-25th percentile. 22 inches long- 50%, head- 50%}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can completely hold your head up with no problem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You've been doing that for about three weeks- you are completely alert, always looking around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You don't sleep a lot, but you do cry a ton. Mom is learning a lot of patience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You are a joy when you smile.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Still have tons of hair, and your eyes are going light blue&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;b&gt;3 Months&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Will rollover from your tummy because you HATE tummy time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not super content to lay down, like to be interacted with a ton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Still have pretty bad reflux, so you are working hard to get over it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Becoming quite a mommy's girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zK7FULDhQE4/TlP1v-tpUnI/AAAAAAAAArU/vF-E4eM_HRk/s1600/101_0625.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zK7FULDhQE4/TlP1v-tpUnI/AAAAAAAAArU/vF-E4eM_HRk/s400/101_0625.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EFSywDwISug/TlP1x-o_5JI/AAAAAAAAArY/hoxvkxM1iXI/s1600/101_0655.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EFSywDwISug/TlP1x-o_5JI/AAAAAAAAArY/hoxvkxM1iXI/s400/101_0655.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 Months&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;{12.2 lbs -25th percentile. 24 inches- 50% and head circumference was 60th percentile}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Won't roll over at all unless you are forced ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Learning to giggle, which is so sweet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can hold your own bottle, typically with your feet helping :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love it when people smile or laugh in front of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Constantly alert and staring at others&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You are a HUGE fan of the bouncer, and like to bounce when people are holding you&lt;/div&gt;&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/-QkHg_WQErBk/TlP2N9nsHJI/AAAAAAAAArg/gxPgIEakleI/s1600/101_0763.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QkHg_WQErBk/TlP2N9nsHJI/AAAAAAAAArg/gxPgIEakleI/s400/101_0763.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0bfefpzJMn0/TlP1_04O8HI/AAAAAAAAArc/E8HMhdowpfg/s1600/101_0758.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0bfefpzJMn0/TlP1_04O8HI/AAAAAAAAArc/E8HMhdowpfg/s400/101_0758.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 Months&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have lost a good majority of your hair, pretty much all of it with a few wisps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eyes are going a blueish gray with green centers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy baby, slowly starting to grow out of your&amp;nbsp;re flux&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Giggle a lot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rolling over from your stomach a little again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still won't sleep with out a swaddle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6 Months&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;{14.5 lbs: a little under the 25th percentile, 26 inches: a little above the 50th percentile, and a head circumference a little above the 75th percentile}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starting solid foods finally! You are a big fan, and a great eater.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Started with carrots, then squash, peaches, pears, bananas, applesauce, sweet potatoes, green beans and peas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You LOVE pears. You HATE green beans.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starting to roll a lot on to your tummy. Takes a while to get off it again. You like to kick like crazy on your tummy and get a little frustrated you don't move.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starting to giggle and interact a ton, babbling a lot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have said mama and dada, but not necessarily correlating what they are&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/-abUWxIsNtPs/TlP1N4N5aHI/AAAAAAAAArE/KFC37UKKiwI/s1600/c2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-abUWxIsNtPs/TlP1N4N5aHI/AAAAAAAAArE/KFC37UKKiwI/s400/c2.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z7R0ZnEjvR4/TlP1ObeLFAI/AAAAAAAAArI/RPXi_LLQ9o4/s1600/c3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z7R0ZnEjvR4/TlP1ObeLFAI/AAAAAAAAArI/RPXi_LLQ9o4/s400/c3.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;7 Months&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy as a lark, reflux is pretty much gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Becoming more&amp;nbsp;independent, like to grab the spoon whenever it's near your mouth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starting to get anxious when mom leaves the room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Started army crawling while we were in Powell- August 13th to be exact. You went from not even moving to super fast army crawl overnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like to be in everything and can cross a room faster than mom even realized&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love to take pictures and are turning into quite the model when the camera comes out :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love mom a lot and being with her at the computer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love it when Dad throws you up in the air, a lot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starting to squeal a lot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like to blow&amp;nbsp;raspberries&amp;nbsp;through your mouth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cry through your mouth while blowing&amp;nbsp;raspberries. It's&amp;nbsp;hilarious&amp;nbsp;and way less annoying than your high pitched angry cry. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starting to growl, which is weird. But funny.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love&amp;nbsp;Gerber&amp;nbsp;little puffs and learning to get them into your mouth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love gumming on certain shortbread cookies and scream when they are taken away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will giggle tons when people make funny faces at you&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/-lSZK35W5XX4/TlP1OicOYWI/AAAAAAAAArM/dX_zO03zwTU/s1600/c4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lSZK35W5XX4/TlP1OicOYWI/AAAAAAAAArM/dX_zO03zwTU/s400/c4.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love you so much baby girl! I cannot believe how fast you are growing. Life is so blessed at our house. Hope you all have an amazing day!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-9030102933289520223?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/9030102933289520223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/08/little-guilt.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/9030102933289520223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/9030102933289520223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/08/little-guilt.html' title='a little {guilt}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oJdY8zhDr_U/TlP1akW_d0I/AAAAAAAAArQ/4KiE0J_qARY/s72-c/c1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-4151467034489987906</id><published>2011-07-06T22:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T22:44:25.523-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>life {on steroids}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Where did June go? For that matter, where did May go? I feel like I close my eyes, and my life whirl winds past me. When did my newborn turn into a certified baby? I wish it would stop. Time. Just pause and let me breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k10mw1aoaNo/ThU2hytFSpI/AAAAAAAAAq4/aSSAuRoejEw/s1600/web2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k10mw1aoaNo/ThU2hytFSpI/AAAAAAAAAq4/aSSAuRoejEw/s640/web2.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;But it won't. I am grateful to be able to have such a blessed life. I look back at some of the hard times and think of how much I learned. Even if it was painful.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-524bLzHwtAU/ThU2jIMG_dI/AAAAAAAAAq8/RQ4eDv1rtrk/s1600/web3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-524bLzHwtAU/ThU2jIMG_dI/AAAAAAAAAq8/RQ4eDv1rtrk/s640/web3.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Because it was definitely worth it. And it made me care more. And understand more.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T7mqZC20Gc0/ThU2jttW1gI/AAAAAAAAArA/dnXYeHxXR-M/s1600/web4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T7mqZC20Gc0/ThU2jttW1gI/AAAAAAAAArA/dnXYeHxXR-M/s640/web4.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;When an area experiences a devastating wildfire, ash covers the air and ground. &amp;nbsp;However, that ash creates extraordinarily beautiful sunsets. Sometimes life throws us into wildfires, but with out them, we could not appreciate the extreme beauty of the blessing we have in retrospect. Like my husband. Like my daughter. Like all my family. Like my country. Like my life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h1zQESgvPkU/ThU2gXXmzyI/AAAAAAAAAq0/B96xJIJdDh0/s1600/web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h1zQESgvPkU/ThU2gXXmzyI/AAAAAAAAAq0/B96xJIJdDh0/s640/web.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;I hope I remember how valuable time is always. Being an &lt;a href="http://mormon.org/plan-of-happiness/"&gt;eternal family&lt;/a&gt; is an incredible blessing I will always cherish. &amp;nbsp;As William Penn said,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;"Time is what we want most, but... what we use worst." Time is so easily wasted, but so valuable. It reminds me what Gandolf says to Frodo (yes I just certified I'm a huge nerd) in the mines of Moria when he was regretting the whole existence of the ring and having to carry it. Gandolf tells him, "So do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All you must do is decide what to do with the time given you." Besides coming from my favorite epic movie, this quote reminds us that we will all pass through things we don't want to, but it won't change the fact we are going through it. Our attitude is what will get us through, along with help from those we love and those we need.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;I am grateful for time, I am grateful for life. What a joy to have the things we do!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-4151467034489987906?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/4151467034489987906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/07/life-on-steroids.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4151467034489987906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4151467034489987906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/07/life-on-steroids.html' title='life {on steroids}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k10mw1aoaNo/ThU2hytFSpI/AAAAAAAAAq4/aSSAuRoejEw/s72-c/web2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-7518499781985231245</id><published>2011-06-01T10:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T10:50:41.236-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><title type='text'>vaca-{tion}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just bought our tickets to go here:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(where I lived)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQqaroJf5AM/TeZtIgwYnQI/AAAAAAAAAqk/O9dy94uwfDQ/s1600/800px-capitol_building_side.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQqaroJf5AM/TeZtIgwYnQI/AAAAAAAAAqk/O9dy94uwfDQ/s400/800px-capitol_building_side.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;(where hubs lived)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MyZaO1_W6qo/TeZtLKYDo7I/AAAAAAAAAqo/LRYF2o4zeuM/s1600/wash2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MyZaO1_W6qo/TeZtLKYDo7I/AAAAAAAAAqo/LRYF2o4zeuM/s400/wash2.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;And a little bit of here:&lt;br /&gt;(where we think is awesome)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uR082rQBmrs/TeZtPBhhumI/AAAAAAAAAqw/HWF8Kd9A16Y/s1600/wash3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uR082rQBmrs/TeZtPBhhumI/AAAAAAAAAqw/HWF8Kd9A16Y/s400/wash3.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;SOOOO stoked for July to get here! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-7518499781985231245?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/7518499781985231245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/06/vaca-tion.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/7518499781985231245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/7518499781985231245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/06/vaca-tion.html' title='vaca-{tion}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQqaroJf5AM/TeZtIgwYnQI/AAAAAAAAAqk/O9dy94uwfDQ/s72-c/800px-capitol_building_side.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-8563212283610327584</id><published>2011-05-25T10:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T10:47:18.343-06:00</updated><title type='text'>family in {need}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Stacy of Not JUST a Housewife is featuring &lt;a href="http://ciocophotography.com/"&gt;CioCo Photography&lt;/a&gt; for a special giveaway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OjWtWHqM88s/Td0yCcOTfQI/AAAAAAAABZI/DJLtk6v6IN4/s1600/g3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OjWtWHqM88s/Td0yCcOTfQI/AAAAAAAABZI/DJLtk6v6IN4/s1600/g3.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head on over &lt;a href="http://www.notjustahousewife.net/2011/05/photography-session-giveaway.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to nominate a family or your own that would not be able to afford a custom photography session on their own and really need one, or one with a special story. The giveaway will be up for a week! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-8563212283610327584?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/8563212283610327584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/05/family-in-need.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/8563212283610327584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/8563212283610327584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/05/family-in-need.html' title='family in {need}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OjWtWHqM88s/Td0yCcOTfQI/AAAAAAAABZI/DJLtk6v6IN4/s72-c/g3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-7166018943322033504</id><published>2011-05-09T11:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T11:14:11.444-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><title type='text'>grad-ua-tion</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W08b3uilRxA/TcggdQx2CpI/AAAAAAAAAp8/k4PttOg2Leo/s1600/IMG_9947.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W08b3uilRxA/TcggdQx2CpI/AAAAAAAAAp8/k4PttOg2Leo/s640/IMG_9947.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BxdkrrvB0a0/Tcggg8YbHqI/AAAAAAAAAqA/0tB014GuSd0/s1600/IMG_9960.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BxdkrrvB0a0/Tcggg8YbHqI/AAAAAAAAAqA/0tB014GuSd0/s640/IMG_9960.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSBF2lTvvjQ/TcgdT3VEDLI/AAAAAAAAApg/Qp6ycfqumj4/s1600/IMG_0001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSBF2lTvvjQ/TcgdT3VEDLI/AAAAAAAAApg/Qp6ycfqumj4/s640/IMG_0001.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hubs graduated this past weekend with his BS in Business Management from Utah State University. So proud of him!! He takes the GMAT in June and will start his Masters in the fall. Between working full time, going to school full time, and having a family, not sure how he does it. :) Love him so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XVIKO_G3ICg/TcgdWyLUeZI/AAAAAAAAApk/jlIyxrgtQLY/s1600/IMG_0007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XVIKO_G3ICg/TcgdWyLUeZI/AAAAAAAAApk/jlIyxrgtQLY/s640/IMG_0007.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;With his parental units. Thanks for their support!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Jnp7YSuUmA/TcgdbEmfkBI/AAAAAAAAApo/wr1I21Pxbg8/s1600/IMG_0024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Jnp7YSuUmA/TcgdbEmfkBI/AAAAAAAAApo/wr1I21Pxbg8/s640/IMG_0024.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Some of my family. So glad they came!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fKITvvEu_00/TcgddKiDT8I/AAAAAAAAAps/zoKSdtcIp5Y/s1600/IMG_0030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fKITvvEu_00/TcgddKiDT8I/AAAAAAAAAps/zoKSdtcIp5Y/s640/IMG_0030.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;With his Grandma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kwCVQEw1KKc/Tcga-ti_RhI/AAAAAAAAApc/1kyTtfx2-oU/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kwCVQEw1KKc/Tcga-ti_RhI/AAAAAAAAApc/1kyTtfx2-oU/s640/1.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our happy little family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Fq6b5LEx1c/TcgdfBalQmI/AAAAAAAAApw/LuJJMTN3_4Q/s1600/101_0544.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Fq6b5LEx1c/TcgdfBalQmI/AAAAAAAAApw/LuJJMTN3_4Q/s640/101_0544.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Daddy's girl. I made the dress for her for Hubs graduation, just don't look too close. ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AWGBKv4t_eg/TcgdolwMSfI/AAAAAAAAAp0/M_UlL4p_ls8/s1600/101_0552.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AWGBKv4t_eg/TcgdolwMSfI/AAAAAAAAAp0/M_UlL4p_ls8/s640/101_0552.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xIaJ4Iz4C3c/TcgdqMMSW0I/AAAAAAAAAp4/8fvtLFNZYuA/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xIaJ4Iz4C3c/TcgdqMMSW0I/AAAAAAAAAp4/8fvtLFNZYuA/s640/3.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Congrats Hubs, love you!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-7166018943322033504?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/7166018943322033504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/05/grad-ua-tion.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/7166018943322033504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/7166018943322033504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/05/grad-ua-tion.html' title='grad-ua-tion'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W08b3uilRxA/TcggdQx2CpI/AAAAAAAAAp8/k4PttOg2Leo/s72-c/IMG_9947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-3456290806242731098</id><published>2011-05-02T13:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T13:39:57.168-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><title type='text'>lately...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b7jaJqqh2iI/Tb8D6snmDJI/AAAAAAAAAoY/ZbaZZdEDQLc/s1600/101_0468.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b7jaJqqh2iI/Tb8D6snmDJI/AAAAAAAAAoY/ZbaZZdEDQLc/s640/101_0468.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know I am pretty much the world's worst blogger. Maybe it's because our life isn't really that exciting and in trying to avoid boring you to death I refrain. However, the past few weeks I've realized what a horrible journal writer I am as well. As in I haven't written a page since Button was born. I have blogged a little so, I think this is just going to be a less than personal journal because again, I never plan on going private. Um...rambling so yea. This picture is Button around two months. She was getting the hang of the Bumbo and starting to do little smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cYgbk--THhY/Tb8D95eh0bI/AAAAAAAAAoc/0q_YMQFAuwQ/s1600/101_0471.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cYgbk--THhY/Tb8D95eh0bI/AAAAAAAAAoc/0q_YMQFAuwQ/s640/101_0471.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hanging out with Hubs. Not sure what's going on here, but she appears to want to be saved. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JsU9HX6EmFE/Tb8EDN5sJ7I/AAAAAAAAAog/Knua_4BIjhM/s1600/101_0480.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JsU9HX6EmFE/Tb8EDN5sJ7I/AAAAAAAAAog/Knua_4BIjhM/s640/101_0480.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Button started rolling around two months. She doesn't love being on her tummy so will flip right over when you put her on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DPYj_1ZpzgA/Tb8EJdIiRTI/AAAAAAAAAok/B6c4fTfsnIg/s1600/101_0495.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DPYj_1ZpzgA/Tb8EJdIiRTI/AAAAAAAAAok/B6c4fTfsnIg/s640/101_0495.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Five generations. Great great Grandma, great grandpa, grandma, and Hubs with his ridiculously ugly mustache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qrIfvvGCEzE/Tb8EMJlmS_I/AAAAAAAAAoo/cY0H2Q4BsHQ/s1600/101_0500.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qrIfvvGCEzE/Tb8EMJlmS_I/AAAAAAAAAoo/cY0H2Q4BsHQ/s640/101_0500.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Two month checkup. She handled the shots like a pro. Hahah actually I think its hilarious when people put that. She screamed. Like a baby. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l-i-bE45Xxs/Tb8EPEAfu9I/AAAAAAAAAos/VlVuTyvJwu4/s1600/101_0502.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l-i-bE45Xxs/Tb8EPEAfu9I/AAAAAAAAAos/VlVuTyvJwu4/s640/101_0502.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hubs and the other guys in our LDS ward had 'Mustache March' where they all grew mustaches and we had a big party. Here they are:&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/-0-iyAEWMd2o/Tb8GFEfhV4I/AAAAAAAAApQ/iJU_3moW9Pk/s1600/IMG_6941.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0-iyAEWMd2o/Tb8GFEfhV4I/AAAAAAAAApQ/iJU_3moW9Pk/s640/IMG_6941.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And the wives:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D8tTbgVwdaM/Tb8GKCuwQPI/AAAAAAAAApU/EZcxE9BzMdk/s1600/IMG_6943.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D8tTbgVwdaM/Tb8GKCuwQPI/AAAAAAAAApU/EZcxE9BzMdk/s640/IMG_6943.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And us: our friend did an amazing job with the party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-USyohDjUQSE/Tb8GOKpy9fI/AAAAAAAAApY/r8kARu58omA/s1600/IMG_6949.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-USyohDjUQSE/Tb8GOKpy9fI/AAAAAAAAApY/r8kARu58omA/s640/IMG_6949.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2I0zTGQXCrQ/Tb8ETNoJTvI/AAAAAAAAAow/_LV3wzsu_Is/s1600/101_0504.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2I0zTGQXCrQ/Tb8ETNoJTvI/AAAAAAAAAow/_LV3wzsu_Is/s640/101_0504.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;For Easter weekend we went to Logan to hang out with friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aWiksGsC030/Tb8EVZQVIWI/AAAAAAAAAo0/vZO7hKkEeQI/s1600/101_0513.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aWiksGsC030/Tb8EVZQVIWI/AAAAAAAAAo0/vZO7hKkEeQI/s640/101_0513.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Button's first time dying Easter eggs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r3g6MKStA9E/Tb8EXOaVr4I/AAAAAAAAAo4/cPxyU-177VI/s1600/101_0515.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r3g6MKStA9E/Tb8EXOaVr4I/AAAAAAAAAo4/cPxyU-177VI/s640/101_0515.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Easter egg hunt. Our newest tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tahn4x6a3sc/Tb8EY9d2FLI/AAAAAAAAAo8/QpCIJnD5KV4/s1600/101_0522.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tahn4x6a3sc/Tb8EY9d2FLI/AAAAAAAAAo8/QpCIJnD5KV4/s640/101_0522.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Finding our basket on Easter morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P9h2uOnXtDY/Tb8Ea8lFC5I/AAAAAAAAApA/SdqRjwatBIg/s1600/101_0524.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P9h2uOnXtDY/Tb8Ea8lFC5I/AAAAAAAAApA/SdqRjwatBIg/s640/101_0524.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We forgot to get pics of Button's getup for Easter, so I took some yesterday at Church since we didn't go to our ward for Easter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xbFKd8ethMQ/Tb8EceGle7I/AAAAAAAAApE/ewnH2S1JYfo/s1600/101_0525.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xbFKd8ethMQ/Tb8EceGle7I/AAAAAAAAApE/ewnH2S1JYfo/s640/101_0525.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jiniJ1Q-xro/Tb8EdwWAKoI/AAAAAAAAApI/sOy9zLxlj34/s1600/101_0528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jiniJ1Q-xro/Tb8EdwWAKoI/AAAAAAAAApI/sOy9zLxlj34/s640/101_0528.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Button's already got her model look down. Yep, here it is again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ru7dpQAzRRY/Tb8EfwU0TKI/AAAAAAAAApM/ZTNwWOqxRC4/s1600/101_0523.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ru7dpQAzRRY/Tb8EfwU0TKI/AAAAAAAAApM/ZTNwWOqxRC4/s640/101_0523.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We love her so much! She is such a joy. Life has been awesome and I am always amazed at how blessed we are. We have so much to be grateful for and I'm so grateful to a loving Heavenly Father who allows us to have so much. I'm also grateful for the trails we pass through to be able to enjoy the sweet moments of life even more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Button was about three weeks old, Hubs and I were changing her and she was looking at us and then all of the sudden it was like a light bulb clicked and she knew who we were, that we were here parents and that we loved her. She was so excited. It was such a special moment. I know that our families can be eternal and not just for this life. I love being a mom, I love being home with Button and playing house. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I want to travel the world, have tons of money, and lead super important lives. Right now though, I'm just content to be here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Monday! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-3456290806242731098?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/3456290806242731098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/05/lately.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/3456290806242731098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/3456290806242731098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/05/lately.html' title='lately...'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b7jaJqqh2iI/Tb8D6snmDJI/AAAAAAAAAoY/ZbaZZdEDQLc/s72-c/101_0468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-2616963390496934448</id><published>2011-04-14T09:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T09:39:09.568-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Photography Giveaway!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PCPhEEsEQU8/TacU84dRQZI/AAAAAAAAAoU/Y_ZOJKQ4988/s1600/melina2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PCPhEEsEQU8/TacU84dRQZI/AAAAAAAAAoU/Y_ZOJKQ4988/s1600/melina2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Head on over &lt;a href="http://rosyredbuttons.blogspot.com/2011/04/photography-giveaway_14.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to enter to win a session of your choice from Melina Moore Memories!! Most awesome giveaway ever! :) &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-2616963390496934448?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/2616963390496934448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/04/photography-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/2616963390496934448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/2616963390496934448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/04/photography-giveaway.html' title='Photography Giveaway!!'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PCPhEEsEQU8/TacU84dRQZI/AAAAAAAAAoU/Y_ZOJKQ4988/s72-c/melina2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-622773169935834878</id><published>2011-04-10T13:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T13:51:30.419-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>sunday {thoughts}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;What a wonderful time to be alive! I constantly think about how wonderful life is, despite it's challenges and trials. I know that God loves us, that He knows us. More than we know ourselves. That the trials in this life truly do benefit us and are for our good. I look back at so many times in my life when I wondered 'Why me! Why can't this pass!?' I now realize that the growth I experienced during those times has made me a much better person, the person the Lord wants me to be. I'm so grateful He allows me to pass through trials to learn to be more like Him. I can't imagine the agony He went through for me, but because of it, I know that He loves me and will never leave me. That I'm never alone. I know He lives. I love this video from the apostles of Jesus Christ today that shares those same feelings:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9ddXNF29goo" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I love Easter time, especially for the special reminder it is to be a little better, to strive a little harder. I know life isn't easy, but it's so much better when He is at your side. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-622773169935834878?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/622773169935834878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/04/sunday-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/622773169935834878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/622773169935834878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/04/sunday-thoughts.html' title='sunday {thoughts}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/9ddXNF29goo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-5080141564082703792</id><published>2011-04-01T19:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T19:28:06.368-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>lady {bug}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Took a time out today to photograph Button for a bit. She was deep asleep in her nap, so I thought if I was really careful I could get her undressed and take pics with out her knowing. NOT a chance. She was up as soon as I undid the swaddle (which she will not sleep with out). So instead I got these of my bright eyed and totally alert daughter... sigh. She's so fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9KWnW9k9Ti0/TZZ7JV6XpqI/AAAAAAAAAoE/jMd8TCjploc/s1600/c3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9KWnW9k9Ti0/TZZ7JV6XpqI/AAAAAAAAAoE/jMd8TCjploc/s640/c3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6K11eRpnZxQ/TZZ7KQ_9rnI/AAAAAAAAAoI/2xNU7d4QIRs/s1600/c4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6K11eRpnZxQ/TZZ7KQ_9rnI/AAAAAAAAAoI/2xNU7d4QIRs/s640/c4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nWUi8AGS5Bk/TZZ7KzkH1WI/AAAAAAAAAoM/7O-Yhdf_zHA/s1600/c5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nWUi8AGS5Bk/TZZ7KzkH1WI/AAAAAAAAAoM/7O-Yhdf_zHA/s640/c5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;LOVE this girl so much! Feel so blessed to have her in our home. In other news, get to fly out to Portland in August to shoot a wedding! I've wanted to shoot out there forever, so I'm pretty excited. Have a great weekend! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hat by &lt;a href="http://sweetkiwicrochet.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sweet Kiwi Crochet&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-5080141564082703792?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/5080141564082703792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/04/lady-bug.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/5080141564082703792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/5080141564082703792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/04/lady-bug.html' title='lady {bug}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9KWnW9k9Ti0/TZZ7JV6XpqI/AAAAAAAAAoE/jMd8TCjploc/s72-c/c3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-6245143733710041594</id><published>2011-03-14T12:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T12:32:27.210-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>blessing {day}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;We blessed&amp;nbsp;Button&amp;nbsp;a week ago. It was a wonderful day. Lots of family and friends were able to come and we were grateful to see everyone and have them share the day.&amp;nbsp;Hubs gave Button a really beautiful blessing. We feel so lucky to have this girl in our family. I was able to make the dress with my mom, she is so awesome. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Rg8OJDvsZUg/TX5aNeejGdI/AAAAAAAAAno/SDO7qJJsqxE/s1600/ca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Rg8OJDvsZUg/TX5aNeejGdI/AAAAAAAAAno/SDO7qJJsqxE/s1600/ca.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-U_OxFgXi8Eo/TX5aO_a2JSI/AAAAAAAAAns/X04dzGqzG80/s1600/ca2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-U_OxFgXi8Eo/TX5aO_a2JSI/AAAAAAAAAns/X04dzGqzG80/s1600/ca2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;She has this cute little monkey face she'll make where she flares her nostrils and half smiles. We love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going great. Sometimes its hard, because she is a pretty needy baby. She cries a lot, but there are times of pure joy when she is just happy and loving. I know all trials are for our benefit and no matter what we go through there is a reason, even when it doesn't feel like it at the time. On my mission I heard a quote, "If you can't endure to the end, just endure!" When things seem hopeless, I know it gets better. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Happy Monday!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-6245143733710041594?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/6245143733710041594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/03/blessing-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/6245143733710041594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/6245143733710041594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/03/blessing-day.html' title='blessing {day}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Rg8OJDvsZUg/TX5aNeejGdI/AAAAAAAAAno/SDO7qJJsqxE/s72-c/ca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-4668677897169132803</id><published>2011-02-17T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T11:35:58.725-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><title type='text'>little {button}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Skypxq6PmRA/TVx5YwCNUYI/AAAAAAAAAnA/809YKFrt_2c/s1600/c7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Skypxq6PmRA/TVx5YwCNUYI/AAAAAAAAAnA/809YKFrt_2c/s640/c7.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I can't believe Button will be a month in a few days. The time is going way too fast. I never could imagine that I would love a child so much, but I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-velm1cojJ2k/TVx5wIKMraI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/KKRT5uSYMbU/s1600/c1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-velm1cojJ2k/TVx5wIKMraI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/KKRT5uSYMbU/s640/c1.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She makes us so happy, and we really can't get enough of her. We even kind of fight for who gets to hold her at night. ;) Ok, not really. Things I want to remember:&lt;br /&gt;*You smile while you sleep. It's the cutest thing. I'm pretty sure you still can communicate with your Heavenly Father.&lt;br /&gt;*You are tiny. Every time you meet a new friend, even if they are 3 weeks younger than you, they are typically bigger. You are barely fitting into newborn clothes perfectly, and you are already 4 weeks. &lt;br /&gt;*You love your mom. Anytime someone is holding you and you can see or hear me, you won't stop looking in my direction. If you are screaming and then given to me, it will only take you a few seconds to calm down.&lt;br /&gt;*Everything below your eyes is almost completely identical to your dad as a baby. You have your mom's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XRS9K3J5sGs/TVx5wyzDaxI/AAAAAAAAAnU/vHRWtvcW6g8/s1600/c6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XRS9K3J5sGs/TVx5wyzDaxI/AAAAAAAAAnU/vHRWtvcW6g8/s640/c6.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*You have a nasty case of reflux. Only dad can get the big bubbles out of you. Then you just like to sit and cuddle with him after the ordeal is over.&lt;br /&gt;*You don't like to be alone. You are fine to sleep in your crib or bassinet or bouncer, but as soon as I leave the room you immediately wake up.&lt;br /&gt;*Your eyes are already starting to lighten around the pupils, like your mom's did. You have your dad's olive skin already.&lt;br /&gt;*You love your pacifier. A lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qxFqr1PfJX4/TVx5yUIdnwI/AAAAAAAAAnY/5zV3afsaoRE/s1600/c3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qxFqr1PfJX4/TVx5yUIdnwI/AAAAAAAAAnY/5zV3afsaoRE/s640/c3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*The reflux makes you cry a lot. But you do well as long as you are being paid attention to.&lt;br /&gt;*You are awake a lot of the time and completely alert. You were that way since you were very first born.&lt;br /&gt;*You are beginning to smile when you are kissed. It's still pretty random, but still pretty cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQCC0XryEZE/TVx5y9vX2bI/AAAAAAAAAnc/JxxdZX6hyh0/s1600/c10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQCC0XryEZE/TVx5y9vX2bI/AAAAAAAAAnc/JxxdZX6hyh0/s640/c10.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*You HATE baths. And being naked. As such your baths are about 25 seconds long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*You love your swing and the vibrator on your bouncer. You also really like driving and being in the stroller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*Everyone loves you. And tells us how gorgeous you are. We just feel lucky to be your parents.&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;Time is going too fast! For the first time in my life I'm not looking forward to the next big thing, just content on time stopping right now. I just don't want her to grow up, but I know every age is going to be so fun. Life is good! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-4668677897169132803?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/4668677897169132803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/02/little-button.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4668677897169132803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4668677897169132803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/02/little-button.html' title='little {button}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Skypxq6PmRA/TVx5YwCNUYI/AAAAAAAAAnA/809YKFrt_2c/s72-c/c7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-1679727955203408858</id><published>2011-02-01T21:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T21:42:16.613-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><title type='text'>birth {story}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At about 36 weeks I decided I was officially done being pregnant. Unfortunately Button was no wear baked enough to come out. So after 37 weeks I began to do everything I could to induce labor except caster oil. Yea, that didn't work. At all. At my 39 week appointment I was done done being pregnant, and realized if I had to go to 40 weeks or beyond some people would probably end up...maimed. It's not that I wasn't grateful to be pregnant, but the pregnancy was murderous. Twenty weeks of morning sickness followed by 12 weeks of fatigue and braxton hicks, and then 5 weeks of nothing. Seriously no contractions to give me hope, just severe joint and muscle pain. So at that 39 week appointment I had my midwife strip the membranes, and then I went home and walked, bounced on a ball, and other labor inducing methods. The next day, Wednesday, I continued with said procedures, walking around two miles that afternoon and then bouncing on the exercise ball all evening. Around 8:30 my friend on facebook suggested doing squats. So I did. About 5 minutes later my water broke. Hooray! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiL1H-rHeI/AAAAAAAAAlA/iLBsXzGfyQw/s1600/b1-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiL1H-rHeI/AAAAAAAAAlA/iLBsXzGfyQw/s640/b1-3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I wanted to labor at home for a bit, but because I tested positive for Group&amp;nbsp;B Strep&amp;nbsp;my midwife advised I go in to get on antibiotics because we weren't sure how fast/slow she would come. I was 2 cm dilated and 70% effaced at my 39 week appointment and at the hospital. We got to the hospital around 10:30 pm and I was hooked to the monitors. I wanted them to check to be sure it was my water that had broke before they admitted me, but the nurse who was monitoring said "Don't worry. Your contractions are 3 minutes apart and 1 minute long, so we would have admitted you anyway." It was strange because all I felt was dull back pain. They hooked me up to penicillin and a low dose of pitocin and after that I could feel the contractions pretty bad. Because I was on antibiotics anyway, I figured there was no reason to not get an epidural so I asked for one pretty much immediately. After I got it they were able to up the pitocin. The epidural wore off twice during the night, on both sides separately. It was horrible at the time, but in retrospect I'm kind of glad just so I could know what the labor pains felt like. My midwife checked me at 7:15 am after a long night and I had only dilated to a 3+ but was 100% effaced. She was optimistic about the progression, but the anesthesiologist came in and gave me the pep talk about how I would probably need a c-section because of how slow I was progressing. My midwife had to leave to catch a flight later that day, and she was pretty sure I wouldn't have her till 3 or 4 in the afternoon. She told me the other midwife in the clinic would come check me at 9:00am to see if I had made any progress. So at 7:55ish I sent a text to my friend who was going to photograph that I wouldn't be checked till 9:00 and we were good. At 8:00am the midwife came in and said she was going to check me then, because she wanted to put monitors in to see what the uterus was actually doing. When she checked me she paused, laughed, and then said, "You're a ten. You're going to need to push on the next contraction." We were all pretty shocked and couldn't believe I had gone from a 3+ to a 10 in 45 minutes, when I had gone over 8 hours with pretty much nothing. I had felt a ton of pressure but didn't realize that was what was happening. I frantically had DJ send my friend Melina another text at about 8:02am that said something like, "At a ten" which put poor Melina in an awful spot because she was dropping her kids off. She said she would get there as soon as she could, and the midwife said, "Don't worry, you'll be pushing for at least an hour." We relaxed a bit and got ready to push on the next contraction. I did so and her head was pretty much already crowned. She had made it through the whole birth canal by herself. So there was a flurry of commotion to get the rest of the nurses in there and everything prepared for the birth. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiL3MrbGfI/AAAAAAAAAlE/tkoqb1yCSGA/s1600/b8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiL3MrbGfI/AAAAAAAAAlE/tkoqb1yCSGA/s640/b8.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pushed for a total of eight minutes- about three contractions and she was out. She was born at 8:23 am. It was crazy fast but such a miracle to watch the process on the mirror. The cord was wrapped around her neck, which I was so&amp;nbsp;grateful that she came so fast that it didn't turn out to be a problem. My mom and mom in law took pictures so Hubs and I were able to just focus on the blessing it all was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiL61xGnwI/AAAAAAAAAlI/ihYyI93JWe4/s1600/b14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiL61xGnwI/AAAAAAAAAlI/ihYyI93JWe4/s640/b14.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They immediately put her on my chest and cleaned her there. She grabbed my finger while she laid there and I think it all hit me. It was all so surreal until there&amp;nbsp;was this living, breathing miniature human being there and well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiL-8cRzZI/AAAAAAAAAlM/WIH4KJFUxho/s1600/b26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiL-8cRzZI/AAAAAAAAAlM/WIH4KJFUxho/s640/b26.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They took her to the station to finish cleaning her and Hubs definitely went into protective mode and wouldn't leave her side. It was great. Her apgar score was a 9. It was so awesome to look over and see Hubs with her and hear her cry. Best sound in the world. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiMCtY8q9I/AAAAAAAAAlU/Ve3fBe0b5hM/s1600/b30.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiMCtY8q9I/AAAAAAAAAlU/Ve3fBe0b5hM/s640/b30.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She weighed 6 lbs 13 oz and was 19 inches long. They had to weigh her twice because Hubs was really excited and leaned on the scale the first time. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiMEu3x6WI/AAAAAAAAAlY/nYcHi2yWcT4/s1600/b31.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiMEu3x6WI/AAAAAAAAAlY/nYcHi2yWcT4/s640/b31.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiMG09-qmI/AAAAAAAAAlc/nOIYZDuyUGA/s1600/b36.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiMG09-qmI/AAAAAAAAAlc/nOIYZDuyUGA/s640/b36.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once she was sufficiently cleaned they brought her back over for me to hold her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*The following pictures are done by &lt;a href="http://melinamoorememories.blogspot.com/"&gt;Melina Moore&lt;/a&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Melina got there right after the birth which I was so glad because she was able to capture all the first moments which were the most important to me anyway. She did an incredible job and I have looked through these all AT LEAST 20 times, and I can't get enough. Thanks again Melina. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQQ333DfI/AAAAAAAAAlg/ZCPhLxWdsU8/s1600/014bws.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQQ333DfI/AAAAAAAAAlg/ZCPhLxWdsU8/s640/014bws.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQTyJj3aI/AAAAAAAAAlk/R_hdCzGCuFc/s1600/003bws.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQTyJj3aI/AAAAAAAAAlk/R_hdCzGCuFc/s640/003bws.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQUqjPCoI/AAAAAAAAAlo/wTQuikLgF8c/s1600/004bws.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQUqjPCoI/AAAAAAAAAlo/wTQuikLgF8c/s640/004bws.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQWSXjD-I/AAAAAAAAAls/olS6tzySLrs/s1600/008bws.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQWSXjD-I/AAAAAAAAAls/olS6tzySLrs/s640/008bws.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQXyKhSXI/AAAAAAAAAlw/h0IdHpcm0ZU/s1600/007bws.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQXyKhSXI/AAAAAAAAAlw/h0IdHpcm0ZU/s640/007bws.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQaaXfl1I/AAAAAAAAAl0/RWa54wSsTNk/s1600/025bws.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQaaXfl1I/AAAAAAAAAl0/RWa54wSsTNk/s640/025bws.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUjbjQ_QNSI/AAAAAAAAAms/mr_Q60fHKeE/s1600/063.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUjbjQ_QNSI/AAAAAAAAAms/mr_Q60fHKeE/s640/063.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUjboqcCRII/AAAAAAAAAmw/h1o_aT85WP8/s1600/061.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUjboqcCRII/AAAAAAAAAmw/h1o_aT85WP8/s640/061.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQesxdGHI/AAAAAAAAAl4/ztRlOcYyoZw/s1600/022bws.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQesxdGHI/AAAAAAAAAl4/ztRlOcYyoZw/s640/022bws.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The whole time, from coming out to well after her first bath she was alert and awake. She is so special and we love her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQg60lmNI/AAAAAAAAAl8/RZ7h8nUrc5k/s1600/078bws.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQg60lmNI/AAAAAAAAAl8/RZ7h8nUrc5k/s640/078bws.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQi5LxENI/AAAAAAAAAmA/U92oSCl5Plw/s1600/044s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQi5LxENI/AAAAAAAAAmA/U92oSCl5Plw/s640/044s.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQnByGRdI/AAAAAAAAAmE/hyMXHShY58s/s1600/069bws.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQnByGRdI/AAAAAAAAAmE/hyMXHShY58s/s640/069bws.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQpNiJubI/AAAAAAAAAmI/5zaaErr4LhA/s1600/043bws.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQpNiJubI/AAAAAAAAAmI/5zaaErr4LhA/s640/043bws.jpg" width="426" /&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/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUjc4TbDLtI/AAAAAAAAAm4/m0gPflKW9QI/s1600/074bw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUjc4TbDLtI/AAAAAAAAAm4/m0gPflKW9QI/s640/074bw.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQ11pMhkI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Ni60QuTLf9Y/s1600/096bws.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQ11pMhkI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Ni60QuTLf9Y/s640/096bws.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My siblings were in the waiting room so Hubs got to go show her off. There excitement was pretty fun. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQ4vgmCWI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/I28yrhmrDCY/s1600/099bws.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQ4vgmCWI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/I28yrhmrDCY/s640/099bws.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQ6pCZH4I/AAAAAAAAAmU/dVNDrL3CFdE/s1600/100bws.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQ6pCZH4I/AAAAAAAAAmU/dVNDrL3CFdE/s640/100bws.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQ8mXvMZI/AAAAAAAAAmY/P8g1Qg2Z22g/s640/108bws.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hubs got to help with her first bath and he loved it. Melina also got video, and there is this&amp;nbsp;great part where Hubs is stroking her hair after and she completely calms down. Love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQ-7eVHCI/AAAAAAAAAmc/T6e-l12-2NQ/s1600/110bws.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiQ-7eVHCI/AAAAAAAAAmc/T6e-l12-2NQ/s640/110bws.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUjccZ8zC2I/AAAAAAAAAm0/Y3osDkrERIc/s1600/105bw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUjccZ8zC2I/AAAAAAAAAm0/Y3osDkrERIc/s640/105bw.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiRBVcJF3I/AAAAAAAAAmg/H1kC82N_G1M/s1600/111bws.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiRBVcJF3I/AAAAAAAAAmg/H1kC82N_G1M/s640/111bws.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Love this picture and the next one SO much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiRD8C6ELI/AAAAAAAAAmk/FLInhjxR-zQ/s1600/103bws.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiRD8C6ELI/AAAAAAAAAmk/FLInhjxR-zQ/s640/103bws.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...On SO many levels. It's seriously so perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiRJnrLaeI/AAAAAAAAAmo/WSNK1C7kYYc/s1600/020bws.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiRJnrLaeI/AAAAAAAAAmo/WSNK1C7kYYc/s640/020bws.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We couldn't have asked for a better and easier delivery, which I'm sure was the Lord's way of rewarding me through such an awful pregnancy. :) I know I shouldn't complain, but it's my blog and I can cry if I want to. ;) We are so blessed to be the parents of this little angel and couldn't be happier. (Even if she does keep us up all hours of the night.) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Welcome Home Button!&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;Photos copyright &lt;a href="http://melinamoorememories.blogspot.com/"&gt;Melina Moore Memories&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks again Melina!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-1679727955203408858?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/1679727955203408858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/02/birth-story.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/1679727955203408858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/1679727955203408858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/02/birth-story.html' title='birth {story}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUiL1H-rHeI/AAAAAAAAAlA/iLBsXzGfyQw/s72-c/b1-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-2822078137426829104</id><published>2011-01-28T05:36:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T06:08:46.626-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><title type='text'>lights {camera}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUK4VzAPBtI/AAAAAAAAAk4/3iBdDzmajDc/s1600/w2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUK4VzAPBtI/AAAAAAAAAk4/3iBdDzmajDc/s640/w2.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1 day old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUK3q-k8x7I/AAAAAAAAAkk/39d791ucPjo/s1600/onlin2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUK3q-k8x7I/AAAAAAAAAkk/39d791ucPjo/s640/onlin2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;5 days old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUK3sV_ltFI/AAAAAAAAAko/sX3s1kHY9cw/s1600/onlin3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUK3sV_ltFI/AAAAAAAAAko/sX3s1kHY9cw/s640/onlin3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;5 days old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUK3u-2_czI/AAAAAAAAAks/I1944w_ivFg/s1600/web1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUK3u-2_czI/AAAAAAAAAks/I1944w_ivFg/s640/web1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1 week old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUK3wInr2oI/AAAAAAAAAkw/3Xk0pDCAowI/s1600/web2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUK3wInr2oI/AAAAAAAAAkw/3Xk0pDCAowI/s640/web2.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1 week old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUK3ydkoTQI/AAAAAAAAAk0/JkVAb-PGknE/s1600/web3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUK3ydkoTQI/AAAAAAAAAk0/JkVAb-PGknE/s640/web3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;From the minute she was born this little girl has had lights flashing on her. It's just too fun to play dress up. ;) Poor thing.... &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUK-1PM_PHI/AAAAAAAAAk8/-i2ZZdlx5rQ/s1600/40weeks2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUK-1PM_PHI/AAAAAAAAAk8/-i2ZZdlx5rQ/s640/40weeks2.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;And for the sake of tradition... my pregnancy is officially over! Yay! I think I might have died if this had been another preggo pic, so for everyone's sake, especially Hubby's, I'm glad its not. :) Oh, and I promise to get the birth story up soon! (I'm pretty sure I'm the only one who cares, but for the sake of documentation right?) ;)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-2822078137426829104?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/2822078137426829104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/01/lights-camera.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/2822078137426829104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/2822078137426829104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/01/lights-camera.html' title='lights {camera}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TUK4VzAPBtI/AAAAAAAAAk4/3iBdDzmajDc/s72-c/w2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-5369248570194622036</id><published>2011-01-24T17:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T17:35:36.977-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><title type='text'>new {arrival}!</title><content type='html'>I realize that most of you know this from facebook but if not:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNHqelnt3Kg/TTnQGGVNLwI/AAAAAAAABGk/RLQYVFCnV9U/s1600/eva2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNHqelnt3Kg/TTnQGGVNLwI/AAAAAAAABGk/RLQYVFCnV9U/s1600/eva2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNHqelnt3Kg/TTnQFNqII2I/AAAAAAAABGg/B61b4ItVytI/s1600/eva1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNHqelnt3Kg/TTnQFNqII2I/AAAAAAAABGg/B61b4ItVytI/s640/eva1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's Here!!!&lt;br /&gt;6 lbs 13 oz. 19 inches Long&lt;br /&gt;Born 1/20 at 8:23 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos by &lt;a href="http://melinamoorememories.blogspot.com/"&gt;Melina Moore Memories&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-5369248570194622036?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/5369248570194622036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-arrival.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/5369248570194622036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/5369248570194622036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-arrival.html' title='new {arrival}!'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNHqelnt3Kg/TTnQGGVNLwI/AAAAAAAABGk/RLQYVFCnV9U/s72-c/eva2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-3678870278361397755</id><published>2011-01-18T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T17:55:24.151-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>39 {weeks}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TTY1cAUhILI/AAAAAAAAAkY/gUWBh-tHsGc/s1600/39wwe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TTY1cAUhILI/AAAAAAAAAkY/gUWBh-tHsGc/s1600/39wwe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Not going to lie, I'm pretty sick of taking prego pics. :) Had my Dr.'s appointment today and I was 70% effaced and dilated to a 2, so I had her strip my membranes. So here's to hoping, if nothing happens then I go back next Tuesday to see if my cervix is any more 'favorable' to be induced. My brother flies out Monday for basic training, so I'm really praying she decides to come a few days early. I had an ultrasound today to check fluid because I measure smaller than I should, but everything turned out ok, and I am plenty equiped with it. :) The ultrasound showed her pretty cozy and in no rush (boo!), so we'll see if anything happens... &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-3678870278361397755?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/3678870278361397755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/01/39-weeks.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/3678870278361397755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/3678870278361397755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/01/39-weeks.html' title='39 {weeks}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TTY1cAUhILI/AAAAAAAAAkY/gUWBh-tHsGc/s72-c/39wwe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-2060844376037293425</id><published>2011-01-13T00:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T00:25:00.532-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursery'/><title type='text'>{the} NURSERY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TS0feaaC6bI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/mEQ63pAcxyg/s1600/n9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TS0feaaC6bI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/mEQ63pAcxyg/s1600/n9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know, I know it's so much cooler to me than you, but here ya go. See the nursery at Rosy Red Buttons! Click &lt;a href="http://rosyredbuttons.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-2060844376037293425?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/2060844376037293425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/01/nursery.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/2060844376037293425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/2060844376037293425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/01/nursery.html' title='{the} NURSERY!!'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TS0feaaC6bI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/mEQ63pAcxyg/s72-c/n9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-39788763952409045</id><published>2011-01-11T20:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T20:29:52.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>thirty {eight} weeks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TS0gJc9sgBI/AAAAAAAAAkU/3XCFo4baU4k/s1600/38weeksweb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TS0gJc9sgBI/AAAAAAAAAkU/3XCFo4baU4k/s1600/38weeksweb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;... and counting. Remember the look of death so obvious in my first trimester? It's back. And since I have NO signs of labor...I'll be counting for awhile. :) Well actually that really should be a frowny face, but meh. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-39788763952409045?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/39788763952409045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/01/thirty-eight-weeks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/39788763952409045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/39788763952409045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/01/thirty-eight-weeks.html' title='thirty {eight} weeks...'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TS0gJc9sgBI/AAAAAAAAAkU/3XCFo4baU4k/s72-c/38weeksweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-58059794258301416</id><published>2011-01-07T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T07:19:31.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GIVEAWAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://rosyredbuttons.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rosy Red Buttons&lt;/a&gt; to see an awesome giveaway from Heather at Everyday Lettering and enter! She is offering an awesome chance to win something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TScgpJEGLFI/AAAAAAAAAkI/vV7z8hGE8tM/s1600/heatherthree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TScgpJEGLFI/AAAAAAAAAkI/vV7z8hGE8tM/s640/heatherthree.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You can customize how you want! Don't miss it! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-58059794258301416?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/58059794258301416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/01/giveaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/58059794258301416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/58059794258301416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/01/giveaway.html' title='GIVEAWAY!'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TScgpJEGLFI/AAAAAAAAAkI/vV7z8hGE8tM/s72-c/heatherthree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-6273020691813384510</id><published>2011-01-05T12:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T20:30:23.411-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>37 {weeks}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TSTJyLgmAnI/AAAAAAAAAkE/YLChwA7Sh4Y/s1600/37weeks2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TSTJyLgmAnI/AAAAAAAAAkE/YLChwA7Sh4Y/s640/37weeks2.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3 more! I'm trying to pretend my due date is later just so I won't think about her coming EVERY DAY till then and wonder if every little pain could be a contraction. Eesh. Although, my brother ships out for basic two days before my due date so that's reason enough to pray to be early right? Lol, it would be sad if he missed her by a few days. Hope your having a great Wednesday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-6273020691813384510?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/6273020691813384510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/01/37-weeks.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/6273020691813384510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/6273020691813384510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/01/37-weeks.html' title='37 {weeks}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TSTJyLgmAnI/AAAAAAAAAkE/YLChwA7Sh4Y/s72-c/37weeks2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-3166625341035204510</id><published>2011-01-04T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T02:04:12.775-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><title type='text'>Oh the {new year}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I can't believe its 2011. Really. Where on EARTH did 2010 go? I went back and found my 'goals' for 2010 I posted almost a year ago. Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals for the upcoming year:&lt;br /&gt;1. Own couches that don't look like they are fresh out of the seventies. Ok, they're not THAT bad.&lt;br /&gt;2. Finish the basement&lt;br /&gt;3. Ween Hubs from the video games. haha jk.&lt;br /&gt;4. Own a wii. Or just continue kifing the one from the inlaws. ( I do realize this contradicts #3)&lt;br /&gt;5. Give. Everyday. In whatever way. hmmmm ryhmey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How we did:&lt;br /&gt;1. Done. &lt;br /&gt;2. Done.&lt;br /&gt;3. Not a chance.&lt;br /&gt;4. Nope. Did buy a 360.&lt;br /&gt;5. For sure tried. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Events of 2010:&lt;br /&gt;April: Found out we were pregnant again. Huzzah.&lt;br /&gt;July: Partied like rock stars in Powell. Or was that August?&lt;br /&gt;September: Found out we were having a girl&lt;br /&gt;November: Confirmed we were still having a girl&lt;br /&gt;December: Celebrated Christmas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...yea so 2010 wasn't the most EXCITING year and our whole lives revolved around the pregnancy. Well mine did, Hubs was along for the ride mostly. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals for 2011:&lt;br /&gt;1. Have a healthy baby. That is a girl. &lt;br /&gt;2. Hubs graduates with Bachelors&lt;br /&gt;3. Hubs starts Masters&lt;br /&gt;4. Give. Love. Serve.&lt;br /&gt;5. Eat a lot of grilled cheese sandwhiches on the sandwich maker hubs got for Christmas.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TSLifD8-OAI/AAAAAAAAAkA/Sm4aIHxjTKQ/s1600/StickHumourG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="307" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TSLifD8-OAI/AAAAAAAAAkA/Sm4aIHxjTKQ/s320/StickHumourG.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2011! Ok, bye. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-3166625341035204510?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/3166625341035204510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-new-year.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/3166625341035204510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/3166625341035204510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-new-year.html' title='Oh the {new year}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TSLifD8-OAI/AAAAAAAAAkA/Sm4aIHxjTKQ/s72-c/StickHumourG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-8703224345560658148</id><published>2011-01-03T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T14:04:11.203-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursery'/><title type='text'>baby {mobile}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TSI5e1A_aQI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jSr58NZAF5Y/s1600/m12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TSI5e1A_aQI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jSr58NZAF5Y/s1600/m12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I recently finished the nursery mobile, so come &lt;a href="http://rosyredbuttons.blogspot.com/"&gt;check it out here&lt;/a&gt;! I'll be posting pics soon of the whole nursery because its pretty much finished! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-8703224345560658148?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/8703224345560658148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/01/baby-mobile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/8703224345560658148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/8703224345560658148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/01/baby-mobile.html' title='baby {mobile}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TSI5e1A_aQI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jSr58NZAF5Y/s72-c/m12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-114571308407831034</id><published>2011-01-02T03:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T03:59:54.321-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Come What May</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tVNYhcYEwIE?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this talk from Elder Wirthlin and video from Mormon Messages. It is good to be reminded of the things that will help us to be happy. I know that all things that pass are for our benefit, whether they be difficult or joyful, and that all losses will be made up to us. The Savior lives and truly loves each one of us. Hope you enjoy your Sunday!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-114571308407831034?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/114571308407831034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/01/come-what-may.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/114571308407831034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/114571308407831034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2011/01/come-what-may.html' title='Come What May'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tVNYhcYEwIE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-5113020544904067897</id><published>2010-12-30T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T10:29:21.567-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>thirty {six} weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TRzAkt11x_I/AAAAAAAAAj0/igYYFcEljK8/s1600/36.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TRzAkt11x_I/AAAAAAAAAj0/igYYFcEljK8/s400/36.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Getting pretty big! I am SO ready to not be pregnant anymore. I got the flu on Christmas night and had abdominal cramping so bad I thought I was in labor. I don't know what labor feels like so.... I timed the contractions for over an hour and they were coming every 4-5 minutes. It must have been just my intestines, and I'm glad I waited it out... hahaha. It kind of reminded me of the parasite, which I suppose this baby is in a way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so excited to meet little E! I can't wait till she gets here. The nursery is pretty much finished, the bag almost packed, the house ALMOST cleaned, so now its just the waiting game. The Dr. said I was thinning really well, so I may get lucky and have her come early. For now I'll just watch the clock... Happy Thursday! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-5113020544904067897?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/5113020544904067897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/12/thirty-six-weeks.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/5113020544904067897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/5113020544904067897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/12/thirty-six-weeks.html' title='thirty {six} weeks'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TRzAkt11x_I/AAAAAAAAAj0/igYYFcEljK8/s72-c/36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-8833737354325253404</id><published>2010-12-23T12:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T12:49:51.381-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><title type='text'>Merry {Christmas}!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TROnqtb4RhI/AAAAAAAAAjs/GP2jqCSfKHY/s1600/1cam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TROnqtb4RhI/AAAAAAAAAjs/GP2jqCSfKHY/s1600/1cam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hoping you have a magical Christmas and New Year!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-8833737354325253404?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/8833737354325253404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/8833737354325253404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/8833737354325253404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry {Christmas}!!'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TROnqtb4RhI/AAAAAAAAAjs/GP2jqCSfKHY/s72-c/1cam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-6029218790886742126</id><published>2010-12-16T09:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T09:25:00.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><title type='text'>two {years}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SykQl7HVoXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/sX_BVw5QRvE/s1600-h/IMG_7051-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415878270599405938" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SykQl7HVoXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/sX_BVw5QRvE/s400/IMG_7051-1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 267px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy 2 Year&amp;nbsp;Anniversary Hubby. I love you! I could not be more lucky than I am. I love our life together and am so glad I found you. &amp;nbsp;I married the best man in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SykQlQ1i5GI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SSZutZ6pMHE/s1600-h/IMG_7043-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415878259250488418" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SykQlQ1i5GI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SSZutZ6pMHE/s400/IMG_7043-1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 267px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SykQkxPeEDI/AAAAAAAAAKk/_QLeXUJu8LY/s1600-h/IMG_1310-Edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415878250769289266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SykQkxPeEDI/AAAAAAAAAKk/_QLeXUJu8LY/s400/IMG_1310-Edit.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SykQkBRV8bI/AAAAAAAAAKc/xzjblitrWeA/s1600-h/IMG_1440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415878237892243890" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SykQkBRV8bI/AAAAAAAAAKc/xzjblitrWeA/s400/IMG_1440.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SykQjswtDHI/AAAAAAAAAKU/yZvarr--Jo4/s1600-h/7058-1.jpg-7164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415878232386636914" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SykQjswtDHI/AAAAAAAAAKU/yZvarr--Jo4/s400/7058-1.jpg-7164.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's to many more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-6029218790886742126?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/6029218790886742126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/12/two-years.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/6029218790886742126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/6029218790886742126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/12/two-years.html' title='two {years}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SykQl7HVoXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/sX_BVw5QRvE/s72-c/IMG_7051-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-4216313241823189372</id><published>2010-12-15T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T09:30:00.279-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>34 {weeks}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TQjsnhGoquI/AAAAAAAAAjk/SNLEEimBbYk/s1600/forweb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TQjsnhGoquI/AAAAAAAAAjk/SNLEEimBbYk/s1600/forweb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Can't believe I only have six weeks left! (I'm hoping for less, like 3 1/2) :) As long as it's January, she can come ANY time, which will effectively remove her from my rib cage... hooray! :) &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-4216313241823189372?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/4216313241823189372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/12/34-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4216313241823189372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4216313241823189372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/12/34-weeks.html' title='34 {weeks}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TQjsnhGoquI/AAAAAAAAAjk/SNLEEimBbYk/s72-c/forweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-7222525609726014867</id><published>2010-12-05T10:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T10:49:18.043-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>some peace for {sunday}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I just love this video done by the &lt;a href="http://www.mormon.org/"&gt;Mormon&lt;/a&gt; Tabernacle Choir. It shares such a beautiful message, and one that our Savior truly knows, loves us, and is with us, even in our darkest moments. That if we're willing he can use us to bless the lives of others. Enjoy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z0O1DV5M1ww?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z0O1DV5M1ww?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-7222525609726014867?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/7222525609726014867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/12/some-peace-for-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/7222525609726014867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/7222525609726014867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/12/some-peace-for-sunday.html' title='some peace for {sunday}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-790011123622837840</id><published>2010-12-01T21:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T21:38:12.908-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>32 {weeks}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Yesterday I fell on this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TPcezsNUSUI/AAAAAAAAAjg/a8-0A-AsQoM/s1600/ice3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TPcezsNUSUI/AAAAAAAAAjg/a8-0A-AsQoM/s400/ice3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT on my stomach. It hurt. A lot. Ironically it was on the way to a Dr.'s apt. He wanted to put me on a monitor but since he eventually found the heartbeat he decided to let me kick count at home. Today I went back in because her kicking decreased. Monitors are kindof fun. We learned her heartrate jumps everytime DJ talks. And that I'm contracting a little. Which could mean an earlier delivery...I would TOTALLY be fine with 37 weeks. Just saying. But she is fine, which is RELIEVING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TPceK4vNp0I/AAAAAAAAAjU/4HGFv0rwAKo/s1600/32weeks1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TPceK4vNp0I/AAAAAAAAAjU/4HGFv0rwAKo/s1600/32weeks1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture kind of makes me want to cry. A little. I am SO glad I did my maternity shoot at 28 weeks for two reasons: one, it beat the snow, and two, I started gaining weight drastically right after. I've gained more weight in the past month than in my whole pregnancy. Yikes. Amazing what 12 weeks can do to your body! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TPceMQX_HgI/AAAAAAAAAjY/bXbp5Yo01tM/s1600/32weeks2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TPceMQX_HgI/AAAAAAAAAjY/bXbp5Yo01tM/s1600/32weeks2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yep, the face says it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TPcePR9IaMI/AAAAAAAAAjc/BeL4L87BsUg/s1600/evadj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TPcePR9IaMI/AAAAAAAAAjc/BeL4L87BsUg/s1600/evadj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I finally saw DJ's newborn pic and was kindof shocked. Little button has the exact facial shape, nose and lips that he did. Since he was pretty cute (well still is :) ) I'll take it. If she can just get my eyes we'll be set! Can't wait to meet her! Seriously, its killing me. :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-790011123622837840?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/790011123622837840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/12/32-weeks.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/790011123622837840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/790011123622837840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/12/32-weeks.html' title='32 {weeks}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TPcezsNUSUI/AAAAAAAAAjg/a8-0A-AsQoM/s72-c/ice3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-4335554556146139405</id><published>2010-11-29T19:09:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T19:12:32.611-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>prego {for now}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TPRc9pSwVNI/AAAAAAAAAjM/L6xov8aUavc/s1600/prego.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TPRc9pSwVNI/AAAAAAAAAjM/L6xov8aUavc/s400/prego.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545159255326217426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think when you first get pregnant and past the 'scary' point, then you suddenly realize that THIS one might just make it and be a cute little baby. You get super excited and then you FORGET how long 40 weeks really is. Especially if your pregnancy causes random bouts of 'deathness'. I know, I should be grateful. And I am. I just thought I'd complain for now, and then get over it. How long does 8 weeks last? &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-4335554556146139405?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/4335554556146139405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/11/prego-for-now.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4335554556146139405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4335554556146139405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/11/prego-for-now.html' title='prego {for now}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TPRc9pSwVNI/AAAAAAAAAjM/L6xov8aUavc/s72-c/prego.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-8708448036706389090</id><published>2010-11-24T14:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T14:51:45.602-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Happy {Thanksgiving}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/naqX9iYE0V0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;version=3"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/naqX9iYE0V0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tuwid8_O8dk?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tuwid8_O8dk?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes because of trials it's so easy to get caught up in them. I am so grateful for little reminders like these videos that help us to remember how much we really do have. Hope everyone has a wonderful holiday!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-8708448036706389090?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/8708448036706389090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/8708448036706389090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/8708448036706389090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy {Thanksgiving}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-2389531264355541509</id><published>2010-11-22T17:21:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T11:44:33.316-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>winter {time}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s965.photobucket.com/albums/ae135/ciocophotography_2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=forblog.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i965.photobucket.com/albums/ae135/ciocophotography_2009/forblog.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams.”&lt;br /&gt;-Ashley Smith&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-2389531264355541509?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/2389531264355541509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/11/winter-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/2389531264355541509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/2389531264355541509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/11/winter-time.html' title='winter {time}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-2066094059139608655</id><published>2010-11-20T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T00:43:16.749-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Introducing....</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;...our daughter!! Hahah. This is what the combination of insomnia, photoshop, and a pregnant woman will get you. And guessing she will get my eyes and DJ's lips...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s958.photobucket.com/albums/ae68/rosyredbuttons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ourdaughter.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i958.photobucket.com/albums/ae68/rosyredbuttons/ourdaughter.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she just beautiful?? Hahahahah. Ok, I should go to bed now.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-2066094059139608655?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/2066094059139608655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/11/introducing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/2066094059139608655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/2066094059139608655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/11/introducing.html' title='Introducing....'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-2342563751461616284</id><published>2010-11-17T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T16:16:37.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>$69 for Anniversary Inn</title><content type='html'>Just in case you are interested, go this link: &lt;a href="http://escapes.livingsocial.com/deals/14204?ref=email-jp&amp;rpi=2311494"&gt;http://escapes.livingsocial.com/deals/14204?ref=email-jp&amp;rpi=2311494&lt;/a&gt;. You can get a night's stay at any Anniversary Inn for only $69! The deal expires either today or at the end of this week, so check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-2342563751461616284?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/2342563751461616284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/11/69-for-anniversary-inn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/2342563751461616284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/2342563751461616284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/11/69-for-anniversary-inn.html' title='$69 for Anniversary Inn'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-1417287151654878849</id><published>2010-11-16T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T19:06:40.885-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>30 {weeks}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Which means I have ten more to go! I seriously hope it's faster, but then at times I begin to hyperventilate over the realization that I will soon be a mom...forever. It's a seriously scary thought. I'm not sure I'm mature enough for it. Or smart enough. Or happy enough. Or good enough. Yikes! Do you ever feel like you will just ruin your kids if you don't do everything you should? I'm afraid that I won't be enough. Then at times I'm totally peaceful and excited for it. They did say the hormones would be roller coasters... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TOM4OEfOAqI/AAAAAAAAAik/Od0IMaZWI3Y/s1600/rufflerosette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540333780969849506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TOM4OEfOAqI/AAAAAAAAAik/Od0IMaZWI3Y/s400/rufflerosette.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While your here, check out my &lt;a href="http://rosyredbuttons.blogspot.com/"&gt;craft blog &lt;/a&gt;and follow me over there! Newest project is a ruffle rosette onesie dress! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-1417287151654878849?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/1417287151654878849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/11/30-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/1417287151654878849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/1417287151654878849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/11/30-weeks.html' title='30 {weeks}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TOM4OEfOAqI/AAAAAAAAAik/Od0IMaZWI3Y/s72-c/rufflerosette.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-4720073845274284161</id><published>2010-11-08T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T09:43:14.870-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maternity'/><title type='text'>Maternity {Session}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgoS4Gj9mI/AAAAAAAAAhc/PhLDVVvm4D0/s1600/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgoS4Gj9mI/AAAAAAAAAhc/PhLDVVvm4D0/s400/24.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537220046614689378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't wait, lol, so I'm posting them now! Big thanks to Melina, check her out here. She is a great photographer! And she even let me edit them. :) Here are the favorites! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgnfYy10KI/AAAAAAAAAhU/4YxbmRofizI/s1600/56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537219162037145762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgnfYy10KI/AAAAAAAAAhU/4YxbmRofizI/s400/56.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgne39bgII/AAAAAAAAAhM/aqgGhMX-cOk/s1600/60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537219153223188610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgne39bgII/AAAAAAAAAhM/aqgGhMX-cOk/s400/60.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgnefHTblI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Th8c6rYqsIc/s1600/70.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537219146553716306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgnefHTblI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Th8c6rYqsIc/s400/70.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgnDsG7jbI/AAAAAAAAAg8/ge-LRFwwXCA/s1600/51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537218686185344434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgnDsG7jbI/AAAAAAAAAg8/ge-LRFwwXCA/s400/51.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgnDAnW5sI/AAAAAAAAAg0/pR4yUPYjKf0/s1600/55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537218674510194370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgnDAnW5sI/AAAAAAAAAg0/pR4yUPYjKf0/s400/55.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgnCTnJSyI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Y8XAz1xZ5p0/s1600/43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537218662429707042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgnCTnJSyI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Y8XAz1xZ5p0/s400/43.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgmkbpdejI/AAAAAAAAAgk/DYU1nFVRPVY/s1600/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537218149190826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgmkbpdejI/AAAAAAAAAgk/DYU1nFVRPVY/s400/18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgmj38QGRI/AAAAAAAAAgc/HEm6iiu8_WI/s1600/31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537218139605965074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgmj38QGRI/AAAAAAAAAgc/HEm6iiu8_WI/s400/31.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgmjRvPxOI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Sqo8-UxnrhQ/s1600/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537218129350870242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgmjRvPxOI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Sqo8-UxnrhQ/s400/19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgmAWdAAiI/AAAAAAAAAgM/mpKKvHpwWVo/s1600/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537217529321095714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgmAWdAAiI/AAAAAAAAAgM/mpKKvHpwWVo/s400/15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgl_68KaZI/AAAAAAAAAgE/e_bhX5OvEtM/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537217521935608210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgl_68KaZI/AAAAAAAAAgE/e_bhX5OvEtM/s400/11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgl_eCIyAI/AAAAAAAAAf8/G_I50fR8hiw/s1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537217514176038914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgl_eCIyAI/AAAAAAAAAf8/G_I50fR8hiw/s400/13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgloCO9kYI/AAAAAAAAAf0/HD6owvNvDME/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537217111576646018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgloCO9kYI/AAAAAAAAAf0/HD6owvNvDME/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNglnmV9QEI/AAAAAAAAAfs/4lnRjUvEGls/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537217104089792578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNglnmV9QEI/AAAAAAAAAfs/4lnRjUvEGls/s400/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNglnBriqqI/AAAAAAAAAfk/1_0-T96ez_Y/s1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537217094248213154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNglnBriqqI/AAAAAAAAAfk/1_0-T96ez_Y/s400/9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-4720073845274284161?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/4720073845274284161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/11/maternity-session.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4720073845274284161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4720073845274284161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/11/maternity-session.html' title='Maternity {Session}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNgoS4Gj9mI/AAAAAAAAAhc/PhLDVVvm4D0/s72-c/24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-2791714345730513459</id><published>2010-11-07T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T05:59:31.311-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maternity'/><title type='text'>sneak {peek}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;At my maternity session! (Well...hubs too) :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNaia9PfydI/AAAAAAAAAfc/prtHoTHd3YA/s1600/on1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNaia9PfydI/AAAAAAAAAfc/prtHoTHd3YA/s400/on1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536791375898462674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't be more excited/happy with how they turned out. Melina was sweet enough to let me edit, but all the photography magic is hers. :) She's amazing! Check her out &lt;a href="http://melinamoorememories.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-2791714345730513459?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/2791714345730513459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/11/sneak-peek.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/2791714345730513459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/2791714345730513459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/11/sneak-peek.html' title='sneak {peek}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNaia9PfydI/AAAAAAAAAfc/prtHoTHd3YA/s72-c/on1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-8390180438901826790</id><published>2010-11-05T11:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T12:01:32.453-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><title type='text'>home {made} canvas frames!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNRGXZUGvZI/AAAAAAAAAe8/yoG-exyvo3Q/s1600/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNRGXZUGvZI/AAAAAAAAAe8/yoG-exyvo3Q/s400/23.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536127209691331986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check them out &lt;a href="http://rosyredbuttons.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and follow me over there! I'd love to see your crafty stuff too so leave a comment! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-8390180438901826790?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/8390180438901826790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/11/home-made-canvas-frames.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/8390180438901826790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/8390180438901826790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/11/home-made-canvas-frames.html' title='home {made} canvas frames!'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNRGXZUGvZI/AAAAAAAAAe8/yoG-exyvo3Q/s72-c/23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-3039024053392189526</id><published>2010-11-02T21:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T22:13:58.691-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><title type='text'>{halloween}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Hubs hates getting dressed up for Halloween. Like really really hates it. So when you see the following pictures you will realize what a good sport he was. We went as Ares and Aphrodite this year- cuz we're cool like that. Yea we know they were adulterous gods who were not married, but meh. That's not what we were going for...just their awesomeness. :) Aphrodite IS the goddess of procreation so we thought that fit the pregnancy well, and the little button was 'Harmonia' who is their love child in myth. I think. I felt kind of dirty reading all the history of Greek Mythology so I stopped and burned out my eyes. Kind of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNDdz7RCIgI/AAAAAAAAAe0/ulvi-omV12w/s1600/IMG_1672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNDdz7RCIgI/AAAAAAAAAe0/ulvi-omV12w/s400/IMG_1672.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535167826190541314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ares the God of War&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNDdzZhmQKI/AAAAAAAAAes/RhqoAuzZ87o/s1600/IMG_1671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNDdzZhmQKI/AAAAAAAAAes/RhqoAuzZ87o/s400/IMG_1671.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535167817133211810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you dollar store gel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNDdG-jY59I/AAAAAAAAAek/WJwwUY7gZFY/s1600/IMG_1674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535167053978724306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNDdG-jY59I/AAAAAAAAAek/WJwwUY7gZFY/s400/IMG_1674.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aphrodite...preggers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNDdGRXHjYI/AAAAAAAAAec/AFh6SK5WUVo/s1600/IMG_1681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535167041847659906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNDdGRXHjYI/AAAAAAAAAec/AFh6SK5WUVo/s400/IMG_1681.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My lovey birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNDdF5VeyaI/AAAAAAAAAeU/eZtm7U3olDA/s1600/IMG_1687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535167035398343074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNDdF5VeyaI/AAAAAAAAAeU/eZtm7U3olDA/s400/IMG_1687.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;See this was two hours into the party. No costume for hubs, but two hours would be like twenty in real people time, so he did himself proud. It turned out to be a fun night! This time next year we'll be able to plan for the little one too. Crazy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-3039024053392189526?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/3039024053392189526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/3039024053392189526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/3039024053392189526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween.html' title='{halloween}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TNDdz7RCIgI/AAAAAAAAAe0/ulvi-omV12w/s72-c/IMG_1672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-7757465776260066327</id><published>2010-11-01T11:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T11:57:23.549-06:00</updated><title type='text'>GIVEAWAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey Friends! Don't miss this giveaway- she is really awesome and has awesome ideas that will totally help the look of your home! Some of her personal work is &lt;a href="http://khalligandesign.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and she works with Atmosphere ID a great local design company. Enter today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Room Design Giveaway!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;How many of you have thought you’d love to have a&lt;br /&gt;designer come design a room for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but for some reason or another have never gotten around to it?!&lt;br /&gt;Here’s your chance!!&lt;br /&gt;I’m giving away &lt;strong&gt;ONE FREE ROOM DESIGN!&lt;/strong&gt; The winner will be able to pick any room of their choosing to be designed for free! That’s right, free!&lt;br /&gt;To enter simply e-mail me at kristenh@atmosphere-id.com with your name, contact information,&lt;br /&gt;which room you’d like designed and why.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck!&lt;br /&gt;Kristen Halligan&lt;br /&gt;Senior Designer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cell: 801.916.0735&lt;br /&gt;Fax: 801-850-9047&lt;br /&gt;Kristenh@Atmosphere-id.com&lt;br /&gt;www.Atmospere-ID.com&lt;br /&gt;*If the room is adjoining to another room, only one area/room will be designed.&lt;br /&gt;**Client would need to pay for any product purchases, which will be bought with designer discount and approved by client prior to purchase.&lt;/span&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/1362974694563552280-7757465776260066327?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/7757465776260066327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/11/giveaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/7757465776260066327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/7757465776260066327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/11/giveaway.html' title='GIVEAWAY!'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-8441084604086495120</id><published>2010-10-29T10:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T10:06:27.898-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><title type='text'>prego {pics}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TMrwwyMScwI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ViYV1wKq3wo/s1600/27weeks4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533499813075776258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TMrwwyMScwI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ViYV1wKq3wo/s400/27weeks4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Really showing...hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TMrwwJ3MsdI/AAAAAAAAAeE/ogGPsfJEOP0/s1600/27weeks3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533499802249900498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TMrwwJ3MsdI/AAAAAAAAAeE/ogGPsfJEOP0/s400/27weeks3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cuz everyone has this pic, lol. Can't wait for the little button!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TMrwvuYNaMI/AAAAAAAAAd8/R1rp5tNlr4k/s1600/27weeks2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533499794872166594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TMrwvuYNaMI/AAAAAAAAAd8/R1rp5tNlr4k/s400/27weeks2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 13 weeks and counting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-8441084604086495120?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/8441084604086495120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/10/prego-pics.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/8441084604086495120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/8441084604086495120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/10/prego-pics.html' title='prego {pics}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TMrwwyMScwI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ViYV1wKq3wo/s72-c/27weeks4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-4027230007759798428</id><published>2010-10-26T10:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T11:31:56.063-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design thoughts'/><title type='text'>one {more}!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;So I'm officially into the third trimester...hallelujah!! Besides not being able to sleep and feeling a lot like death, things are great! lol. No, I really do feel so blessed and grateful to be at this point and to dream about what our little button will look like. If she'll have dark hair, who she'll take after. I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I have been doing A TON of projects in the home which I am super excited about. Here are some glimpses, and I'll blog more about the how tos later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TMcMyDM9u1I/AAAAAAAAAd0/tHVeCGDZKxU/s1600/IMG_1534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532404721240619858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TMcMyDM9u1I/AAAAAAAAAd0/tHVeCGDZKxU/s400/IMG_1534.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My favorite one of the nursery so far- hand painted murals. Except they won't go above the crib...just seeing how they'd look! And I'll also tell you how to do the board and batten look for super cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TMcMx_fLSHI/AAAAAAAAAds/9Ee1IpvXrxg/s1600/IMG_1537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532404720243263602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TMcMx_fLSHI/AAAAAAAAAds/9Ee1IpvXrxg/s400/IMG_1537.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My $1.00 salvation army find...spray painted of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNHqelnt3Kg/TMcLGia_vVI/AAAAAAAAA0U/KJ0obugwx8s/s1600/IMG_1539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532402874195098962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNHqelnt3Kg/TMcLGia_vVI/AAAAAAAAA0U/KJ0obugwx8s/s400/IMG_1539.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My first recovery project. And I painted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNHqelnt3Kg/TMcLFyKMKKI/AAAAAAAAA0M/oNsaFC6HzFg/s1600/IMG_1527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532402861239707810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNHqelnt3Kg/TMcLFyKMKKI/AAAAAAAAA0M/oNsaFC6HzFg/s400/IMG_1527.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; New pillows? Yes please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNHqelnt3Kg/TMcLFopVgVI/AAAAAAAAA0E/-_2M07tizWk/s1600/IMG_1531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532402858685989202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNHqelnt3Kg/TMcLFopVgVI/AAAAAAAAA0E/-_2M07tizWk/s400/IMG_1531.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are everywhere on blog land, but you can make your own hurricane for dirt cheap. This one cost me $0.45. Not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TMcKHx9xMRI/AAAAAAAAAdk/ucruNEhy3WU/s1600/IMG_1529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532401796035719442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TMcKHx9xMRI/AAAAAAAAAdk/ucruNEhy3WU/s400/IMG_1529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry about the flash, cuz my wall is not orange. Some fall decor! (Those vases were .35 cents a piece...glass but spray painted black)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TMcKHGPXqhI/AAAAAAAAAdc/BhU1c0fuG9M/s1600/IMG_1533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532401784298383890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TMcKHGPXqhI/AAAAAAAAAdc/BhU1c0fuG9M/s400/IMG_1533.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More dollar store fall decor! Not the painting. That for sure cost more than a dollar. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TMcKG7YF4AI/AAAAAAAAAdU/neY02O4LxmQ/s1600/IMG_1526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532401781382176770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TMcKG7YF4AI/AAAAAAAAAdU/neY02O4LxmQ/s400/IMG_1526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My first curtains attempt. This is part of a much larger project for door and window. Again sorry for the flash at night. And we're missing plate covers for the switches, we just painted. I'm loving the new color! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So excited for the projects coming up, including restoring a nightstand and dresser, making curtains for french doors, another table runner for the dining room, dish towels, Little Button's blessing dress, some blankets, some....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...You can just call me nesting. :) Happy Tuesday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-4027230007759798428?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/4027230007759798428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/10/one-more.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4027230007759798428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4027230007759798428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/10/one-more.html' title='one {more}!'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TMcMyDM9u1I/AAAAAAAAAd0/tHVeCGDZKxU/s72-c/IMG_1534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-871236527887417505</id><published>2010-10-08T10:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T11:15:09.160-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>twenty {four} weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TK9QUtL8nGI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Z9UZEjLLkEM/s1600/24weeks2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525723584464198754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TK9QUtL8nGI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Z9UZEjLLkEM/s400/24weeks2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hit the 24 week mark on Tuesday, which means 16 weeks left! She started moving like crazy a week or so ago, well at least to the point I could feel her. I hadn't felt her up to that point so it was pretty exciting. I bought a Doppler a while back and before I would have to search for her heartbeat because she would move away from the pressure of the Doppler on the uterus. Now, all that I have to do is place the Doppler on one side and listen as her heartbeat gets stronger because she comes to 'investigate'. It's so weird, but really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TK9QUKXqAyI/AAAAAAAAAck/8KzXVLB2b5o/s1600/24weeks4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525723575118070562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TK9QUKXqAyI/AAAAAAAAAck/8KzXVLB2b5o/s400/24weeks4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The nursery is getting there, I have tons of little projects that I'll post once they are finished, including painting and recovering a glider/ottoman set. Yikes, but it's turning out great! Any suggestions on how to deal with leg ache and joint ache in the hips? Just wondering. Happy Friday!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-871236527887417505?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/871236527887417505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/10/twenty-four-weeks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/871236527887417505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/871236527887417505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/10/twenty-four-weeks.html' title='twenty {four} weeks'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TK9QUtL8nGI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Z9UZEjLLkEM/s72-c/24weeks2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-1654364478103850158</id><published>2010-09-30T09:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T09:31:27.290-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>rainbowed {hope}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I was reading some material yesterday and came across this sentiment on rainbows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"(Seeing a Rainbow) is the understanding that the beauty of a rainbow does not negate the ravages of the storm. When a rainbow appears, it doesn't mean the storm never happened or that the family is not still dealing with its aftermath. What it means is that something beautiful and full of light has appeared in the midst of the darkness and clouds. Storm clouds may still hover but the rainbow provides a counterbalance of color, energy and hope."&lt;br /&gt;-Anon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that trials can be extremely difficult and their purpose isn't always known, but the Lord allows little pockets of rainbows to help us see the beauty of life despite the trials. I know He loves us, and knows us. The Savior truly is our personal savior, one who is constantly aware of our pain and frustration because he has passed it himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph B. Wirthlin, passed member of the &lt;a href="http://www.mormon.org"&gt;Quorum of the Twelve Apostles &lt;/a&gt; I believe said it best when he expressed the hope the Savior has brought us: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think of how dark that Friday was when Christ was lifted up on the cross. &lt;br /&gt;On that terrible Friday the earth shook and grew dark. Frightful storms lashed at the earth. Those evil men who sought His life rejoiced. Now that Jesus was no more, surely those who followed Him would disperse. On that day they stood triumphant. &lt;br /&gt;I think that of all the days since the beginning of this world's history, that Friday was the darkest. &lt;br /&gt;But the doom of that day did not endure. &lt;br /&gt;The despair did not linger because on Sunday, the resurrected Lord burst the bonds of death. He ascended from the grave and appeared gloriously triumphant as the Savior of all mankind. &lt;br /&gt;And in an instant the eyes that had been filled with ever-flowing tears dried. The lips that had whispered prayers of distress and grief now filled the air with wondrous praise, for Jesus the Christ, the Son of the living God, stood before them as the first fruits of the Resurrection, the proof that death is merely the beginning of a new and wondrous existence. &lt;br /&gt;Each of us will have our own Fridays—those days when the universe itself seems shattered and the shards of our world lie littered about us in pieces. We all will experience those broken times when it seems we can never be put together again. We will all have our Fridays. &lt;br /&gt;But I testify to you in the name of the One who conquered death—Sunday will come. In the darkness of our sorrow, Sunday will come. &lt;br /&gt;No matter our desperation, no matter our grief, Sunday will come. In this life or the next, Sunday will come."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TKStNI7JN-I/AAAAAAAAAcc/eLsZV3f2JQg/s1600/rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 159px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TKStNI7JN-I/AAAAAAAAAcc/eLsZV3f2JQg/s400/rainbow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522729484308527074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-1654364478103850158?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/1654364478103850158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/09/rainbowed-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/1654364478103850158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/1654364478103850158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/09/rainbowed-hope.html' title='rainbowed {hope}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TKStNI7JN-I/AAAAAAAAAcc/eLsZV3f2JQg/s72-c/rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-5334974359761082321</id><published>2010-09-28T13:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T13:28:45.476-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scattered'/><title type='text'>i'm in {love}...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;...with the fact that little button is a girl. Every store I go to I find myself in all things pink. And frilly. And girly. And vintage. I can't wait till she gets here! Also, I found her 'official' take home outfit. :) She'll be so posh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TKJBrSnCV1I/AAAAAAAAAcU/8UehM2nbMx4/s1600/IMG_7472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TKJBrSnCV1I/AAAAAAAAAcU/8UehM2nbMx4/s400/IMG_7472.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522048305095399250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-5334974359761082321?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/5334974359761082321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-in-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/5334974359761082321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/5334974359761082321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-in-love.html' title='i&apos;m in {love}...'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TKJBrSnCV1I/AAAAAAAAAcU/8UehM2nbMx4/s72-c/IMG_7472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-604858710931033413</id><published>2010-09-21T15:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T15:49:43.685-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><title type='text'>crafty {burp cloths}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TJknw_BdSCI/AAAAAAAAAb8/q0GOGOusn20/s1600/IMG_7461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TJknw_BdSCI/AAAAAAAAAb8/q0GOGOusn20/s400/IMG_7461.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519486540824004642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made some burp cloths over the past day or so and they are super easy and fun! Check them out &lt;a href="http://rosyredbuttons.blogspot.com "&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-604858710931033413?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/604858710931033413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/09/crafty-burp-cloths.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/604858710931033413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/604858710931033413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/09/crafty-burp-cloths.html' title='crafty {burp cloths}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TJknw_BdSCI/AAAAAAAAAb8/q0GOGOusn20/s72-c/IMG_7461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-2576858666994482966</id><published>2010-09-20T11:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T18:11:48.587-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><title type='text'>gender {reveal} party</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;A couple friends of ours are pregnant and are going to have a baby about a month before we do, and she had planned to do a party like this, but was unable to. So I stole the idea because I thought it would be fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TJeWBSgrDsI/AAAAAAAAAbE/D1n8Bt9aAtg/s1600/IMG_9922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519044817258745538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TJeWBSgrDsI/AAAAAAAAAbE/D1n8Bt9aAtg/s400/IMG_9922.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Team boy. Sometimes people have you wear the color you think it would be, but I figured since guys typically don't like pink they would be on team boy just so they didn't have to wear it. :) I had them vote on strips of paper and then I raffled from the winning team for a prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TJeWAuKMsiI/AAAAAAAAAa8/fPgP0yjFHwM/s1600/IMG_9920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519044807500804642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TJeWAuKMsiI/AAAAAAAAAa8/fPgP0yjFHwM/s400/IMG_9920.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Team Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519049430850423474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TJeaN1epSrI/AAAAAAAAAbU/of1IlrncatE/s400/IMG_9923.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Team Centaur. My brother I had convinced we were having a boy, and my mother in law already knew because we told our parents the night before. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TJeV_t46ugI/AAAAAAAAAa0/hS48WuatX4Y/s1600/IMG_9902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519044790248454658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TJeV_t46ugI/AAAAAAAAAa0/hS48WuatX4Y/s400/IMG_9902.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cake. The inside is the color you are having.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TJeaOa97fOI/AAAAAAAAAbc/8lYQr7KEPfQ/s1600/IMG_9925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519049440913751266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TJeaOa97fOI/AAAAAAAAAbc/8lYQr7KEPfQ/s400/IMG_9925.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cutting the cake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TJebLeYJ87I/AAAAAAAAAb0/Yqku_1nS60M/s1600/IMG_9932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519050489801077682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TJebLeYJ87I/AAAAAAAAAb0/Yqku_1nS60M/s400/IMG_9932.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cake, a little out of order in the picture scheme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TJebKUAKJZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/FPyFpYZ09eM/s1600/IMG_9929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519050469836203410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TJebKUAKJZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/FPyFpYZ09eM/s400/IMG_9929.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TJebJwcp8aI/AAAAAAAAAbk/93TzOrqtIsM/s1600/IMG_9926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519050460292051362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TJebJwcp8aI/AAAAAAAAAbk/93TzOrqtIsM/s400/IMG_9926.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So happy, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519049422824372626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TJeaNXlFeZI/AAAAAAAAAbM/ZmpMQMmz__k/s400/IMG_9915.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Girls in the 'pregnant ward'. There are five of us, all due within two months. On left at 24 weeks w/girl. Me at 20 weeks w/girl. On right at 18 weeks w/boy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can't be more excited for our little girl! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-2576858666994482966?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/2576858666994482966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/09/gender-reveal-party.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/2576858666994482966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/2576858666994482966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/09/gender-reveal-party.html' title='gender {reveal} party'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TJeWBSgrDsI/AAAAAAAAAbE/D1n8Bt9aAtg/s72-c/IMG_9922.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-6031978104778107614</id><published>2010-09-09T20:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T20:17:00.517-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><title type='text'>and the winner is....</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Out of 31 votes, 58% said girl. And you would be....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://graphicshunt.com/images/its_a_girl-4801.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.paraorkut.com/img/pics/glitters/i/its_a_girl-4801.gif" border="0" alt="Its A Girl" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right!! It's a GIRL!! We could not be more excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is with her legs all crossed and proper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TIk1yBUcM7I/AAAAAAAAAak/E-PiKXE_Frg/s1600/20weekultrasound.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TIk1yBUcM7I/AAAAAAAAAak/E-PiKXE_Frg/s400/20weekultrasound.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514998352155784114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TIk1xb_TuvI/AAAAAAAAAac/Bw5yoOI40Ww/s1600/IMG_9884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TIk1xb_TuvI/AAAAAAAAAac/Bw5yoOI40Ww/s400/IMG_9884.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514998342135036658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We of course went out and bought her first outfit that night. I'm loving the creme, and may replace the pants with some kind of leggings and make it her take-home outfit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TIlnp8VBglI/AAAAAAAAAas/hhh41zoyiZQ/s1600/IMG_9899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TIlnp8VBglI/AAAAAAAAAas/hhh41zoyiZQ/s400/IMG_9899.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515053188958487122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby approved of the hood, because he's kind of a wangsta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am at 12 weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TIkzdwTQzJI/AAAAAAAAAaE/TTI57uadT2w/s1600/num12+weeks+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TIkzdwTQzJI/AAAAAAAAAaE/TTI57uadT2w/s400/num12+weeks+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514995804966800530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, horrible photo editing. It was late, and I was in a hurry. Still the look of death the first trimester holds, man that was hard. At least the nausea is gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday at 20 weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TIkzfPdTAhI/AAAAAAAAAaU/5q5633S-CuI/s1600/20weeks1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TIkzfPdTAhI/AAAAAAAAAaU/5q5633S-CuI/s400/20weeks1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514995830510256658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TIkze0gMHgI/AAAAAAAAAaM/QSSbkZh-bWw/s1600/20weeks2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TIkze0gMHgI/AAAAAAAAAaM/QSSbkZh-bWw/s400/20weeks2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514995823274630658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally starting to show. If I wear jeans and a looser top you can't tell though. Yea for babies! I could not be more excited and Hubby is really happy too. He's so going to be wrapped around her little finger. Cheers! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-6031978104778107614?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/6031978104778107614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/09/and-winner-is.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/6031978104778107614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/6031978104778107614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/09/and-winner-is.html' title='and the winner is....'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TIk1yBUcM7I/AAAAAAAAAak/E-PiKXE_Frg/s72-c/20weekultrasound.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-6465806413680835832</id><published>2010-09-07T11:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T13:57:34.592-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursery'/><title type='text'>{tommorrow} is only a day away</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Tomorrow is the big day! We are so excited to find out what we are having! I am also extremely nervous- and try not to listen to the eternal pessimist in me. I'm afraid something will be wrong, but really I'm just being negative. I can't believe we're having a baby, I really don't think I'm mature enough for this. :) And baby names are hard! I don't want to disadvantage my child because I gave them a lame name. Lol. We started working on the nursery yesterday- I'm putting up a higher chair molding with strips and painting to give it a board and baton look. I think it will turn out really great- Hubs is such a sport, he was totally content leaving it the way it was. :) Both themes are vintage. If it's a boy, it will be a nautical vintage theme, kind of like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TIZ2rsXI0uI/AAAAAAAAAZk/2gORlMf-e_o/s1600/nautical.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 353px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TIZ2rsXI0uI/AAAAAAAAAZk/2gORlMf-e_o/s400/nautical.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514225286776410850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TIZ2rWcP7hI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Prfdhuj_q-A/s1600/nursery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TIZ2rWcP7hI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Prfdhuj_q-A/s400/nursery.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514225280892268050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except the colors will be grey, soft baby blue, and sage- rather than the red and dark blue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a girl it will be a vintage bird cage theme with grey, pastel pink, and yellow accents as the color, kind of like this setup:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TIZ31R1u5hI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/jkeOvVZbjR8/s1600/vintagenursery1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TIZ31R1u5hI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/jkeOvVZbjR8/s400/vintagenursery1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514226550967297554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TIZ31DhXTqI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/wJrirAhjphk/s1600/vintagenursery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TIZ31DhXTqI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/wJrirAhjphk/s400/vintagenursery.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514226547123768994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, I think I'm more excited to think about the nursery than actually put it together. Sometimes I can't believe we are at this point in life, it's so crazy. So if you have suggestions on names, I'd love to hear them! Oh and make sure you vote on the right if you haven't! Cheers!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-6465806413680835832?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/6465806413680835832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/09/tommorrow-is-only-day-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/6465806413680835832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/6465806413680835832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/09/tommorrow-is-only-day-away.html' title='{tommorrow} is only a day away'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TIZ2rsXI0uI/AAAAAAAAAZk/2gORlMf-e_o/s72-c/nautical.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-6369821904419515575</id><published>2010-09-03T11:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T11:35:37.606-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><title type='text'>crafty {headbands}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TIExjBhE2FI/AAAAAAAAAZU/E4ep37N8nYk/s1600/IMG_9067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TIExjBhE2FI/AAAAAAAAAZU/E4ep37N8nYk/s400/IMG_9067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512741896650545234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're simple and you've seen them before, but there you go! Check them out &lt;a href="http://rosyredbuttons.blogspot.com "&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend! And thanks for all the suggestions on the back pain, after moaning and groaning all night last night, my hubby said I had to go to the chiropractor. :) Lol, what a sport. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-6369821904419515575?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/6369821904419515575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/09/crafty-headbands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/6369821904419515575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/6369821904419515575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/09/crafty-headbands.html' title='crafty {headbands}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TIExjBhE2FI/AAAAAAAAAZU/E4ep37N8nYk/s72-c/IMG_9067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-722572081530379578</id><published>2010-09-02T10:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T10:09:57.011-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><title type='text'>back {pains}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I know it is typical of pregnancy, but lately I have been having pain so bad in my lower back that it makes it difficult to sit or walk. Has anyone else experienced this? Any suggestions on relief? I'm already up to 4 tylenol a day, and I'd rather limit that if possible. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TH_MIPZ64lI/AAAAAAAAAZM/116vEBE4Sjs/s1600/chronic-back-pain-breakthroughs-01-afc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TH_MIPZ64lI/AAAAAAAAAZM/116vEBE4Sjs/s400/chronic-back-pain-breakthroughs-01-afc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512348910871044690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-722572081530379578?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/722572081530379578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/09/back-pains.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/722572081530379578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/722572081530379578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/09/back-pains.html' title='back {pains}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TH_MIPZ64lI/AAAAAAAAAZM/116vEBE4Sjs/s72-c/chronic-back-pain-breakthroughs-01-afc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-3834249434947527477</id><published>2010-08-31T15:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T16:28:29.463-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><title type='text'>one {week}!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TH7TeQG2TKI/AAAAAAAAAY8/VRMyDzI3zIc/s1600/pink-and-blue-heterosexual-gender-symbols1-262x300.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TH7TeQG2TKI/AAAAAAAAAY8/VRMyDzI3zIc/s400/pink-and-blue-heterosexual-gender-symbols1-262x300.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512075510621293730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, one week and a day, but we will know soon what the little button is! Take the poll on the right and we'll see who is right! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-3834249434947527477?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/3834249434947527477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/3834249434947527477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/3834249434947527477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-week.html' title='one {week}!'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TH7TeQG2TKI/AAAAAAAAAY8/VRMyDzI3zIc/s72-c/pink-and-blue-heterosexual-gender-symbols1-262x300.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-3504635030602656827</id><published>2010-08-30T20:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T21:14:23.239-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><title type='text'>a new {blog}</title><content type='html'>So when I found out I was pregnant I hesitated buying or making things. Now however, I feel like I should probably learn how to be domestic. So I have been following a lot of crafting blogs. And looking at a lot of cooking sites. I feel more motherly already. I decided to start a new blog with all my projects, just to keep them organized. And to eventually have a to do list. Which would be good. So click &lt;a href="http://rosyredbuttons.blogspot.com/"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;to see these latest projects:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THxunx8wYVI/AAAAAAAAAYU/w5vYgCsIYsk/s1600/IMG_8332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THxunx8wYVI/AAAAAAAAAYU/w5vYgCsIYsk/s400/IMG_8332.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511401673696764242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THxunW1lTdI/AAAAAAAAAYM/ZZ6uvry1Cmw/s1600/IMG_8309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THxunW1lTdI/AAAAAAAAAYM/ZZ6uvry1Cmw/s400/IMG_8309.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511401666418920914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am at almost 19 weeks. My bump only makes its appearance at about 7:30pm-4:00am. Lol. It is the weirdest thing. Other than that its just flat. I've also lost a total of 12 pounds, so thats help me not be too much of a tanker. :) (Oh and I stole this pic from my inlaw, sorry if its awkward, and my head feels like that a lot of the time, yikes) :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THxumzOnSEI/AAAAAAAAAYE/e31FWuphiG8/s1600/August+28,+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THxumzOnSEI/AAAAAAAAAYE/e31FWuphiG8/s400/August+28,+2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511401656860231746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also purchased a crib. It is CUTE. It looks like this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THxvVuW786I/AAAAAAAAAYc/F1vX7cU24NU/s1600/graco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THxvVuW786I/AAAAAAAAAYc/F1vX7cU24NU/s400/graco.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511402463006815138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited. Now we just need to actually maybe start on the nursery. Maybe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my 18 week appointment a while back and everything is normal. My ultrasound is next week! We get to find out what we are having and then the real planning will begin. The verdict is still out, but even though I KINDOF feel like I am having a girl, I will be more than happy with a boy. Hubby is the same. Yay for life! We seem to have finally got our health insurance figured out (after it has been changed again) and even though it may cost us an arm and a leg for the child, it will all be worth it in the end. I know the Lord will take care of us. Till next time, cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-3504635030602656827?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/3504635030602656827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/3504635030602656827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/3504635030602656827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-blog.html' title='a new {blog}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THxunx8wYVI/AAAAAAAAAYU/w5vYgCsIYsk/s72-c/IMG_8332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-6107654535829827989</id><published>2010-08-23T12:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T11:47:19.783-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><title type='text'>lake {powell}!</title><content type='html'>Oh Lake Powell, how we missed you. And even though I couldn't do everything I normally do because of the little button, you still were a fabulous time. Till September!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THLDidtSCTI/AAAAAAAAAX0/l6HX7YijTs0/s1600/DSCN0779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THLDidtSCTI/AAAAAAAAAX0/l6HX7YijTs0/s400/DSCN0779.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508680291085060402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THLDh0-7pgI/AAAAAAAAAXs/gLM86_9qwfs/s1600/DSCN0784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THLDh0-7pgI/AAAAAAAAAXs/gLM86_9qwfs/s400/DSCN0784.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508680280153236994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THLDhkiuGUI/AAAAAAAAAXk/_8Y4LjQWNic/s1600/DSCN0787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THLDhkiuGUI/AAAAAAAAAXk/_8Y4LjQWNic/s400/DSCN0787.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508680275739941186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THLDhMCwUkI/AAAAAAAAAXc/GaiV2oySyq0/s1600/DSCN0802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THLDhMCwUkI/AAAAAAAAAXc/GaiV2oySyq0/s400/DSCN0802.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508680269163418178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THLDgvM6MoI/AAAAAAAAAXU/dKkZJAst3JQ/s1600/DSCN0807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THLDgvM6MoI/AAAAAAAAAXU/dKkZJAst3JQ/s400/DSCN0807.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508680261421380226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THLCUSN4eOI/AAAAAAAAAXM/3lfpM5EqGq4/s1600/DSCN0865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THLCUSN4eOI/AAAAAAAAAXM/3lfpM5EqGq4/s400/DSCN0865.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508678947970775266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THLCTy4iaDI/AAAAAAAAAXE/SgHpLGha2V8/s1600/DSCN0874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THLCTy4iaDI/AAAAAAAAAXE/SgHpLGha2V8/s400/DSCN0874.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508678939559749682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THLCTJxh5aI/AAAAAAAAAW8/KG-jD8zJ6ws/s1600/DSCN0878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THLCTJxh5aI/AAAAAAAAAW8/KG-jD8zJ6ws/s400/DSCN0878.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508678928524502434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THLCSSrmjZI/AAAAAAAAAW0/RNeIhPBsZSg/s1600/DSCN0879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THLCSSrmjZI/AAAAAAAAAW0/RNeIhPBsZSg/s400/DSCN0879.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508678913735691666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-6107654535829827989?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/6107654535829827989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/08/lake-powell.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/6107654535829827989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/6107654535829827989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/08/lake-powell.html' title='lake {powell}!'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/THLDidtSCTI/AAAAAAAAAX0/l6HX7YijTs0/s72-c/DSCN0779.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-4712123315419864653</id><published>2010-07-27T09:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T10:03:49.877-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>a {little} photoshoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s965.photobucket.com/albums/ae135/ciocophotography_2009/?action=view&amp;current=cioco8-14.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i965.photobucket.com/albums/ae135/ciocophotography_2009/cioco8-14.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because my husband and I didn't have professional engagments done, I promised myself I would eventually do them just later in marriage. Finally a year and half later my awesome mom did an impromptu shoot in the field across from my family home. I wanted to get it done before I looked too pregnant. Hubs is such a trooper, he really dislikes photos, but he is willing to do what is important to me. What love! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s965.photobucket.com/albums/ae135/ciocophotography_2009/?action=view&amp;current=cioco9-13.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i965.photobucket.com/albums/ae135/ciocophotography_2009/cioco9-13.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s965.photobucket.com/albums/ae135/ciocophotography_2009/?action=view&amp;current=cioco7-14.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i965.photobucket.com/albums/ae135/ciocophotography_2009/cioco7-14.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s965.photobucket.com/albums/ae135/ciocophotography_2009/?action=view&amp;current=cioco5-15.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i965.photobucket.com/albums/ae135/ciocophotography_2009/cioco5-15.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s965.photobucket.com/albums/ae135/ciocophotography_2009/?action=view&amp;current=cioco3-18.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i965.photobucket.com/albums/ae135/ciocophotography_2009/cioco3-18.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubs said he would do this shoot if this photo was involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s965.photobucket.com/albums/ae135/ciocophotography_2009/?action=view&amp;current=cioco2-20.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i965.photobucket.com/albums/ae135/ciocophotography_2009/cioco2-20.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s965.photobucket.com/albums/ae135/ciocophotography_2009/?action=view&amp;current=cioco4-15.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i965.photobucket.com/albums/ae135/ciocophotography_2009/cioco4-15.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s965.photobucket.com/albums/ae135/ciocophotography_2009/?action=view&amp;current=cioco1-38.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i965.photobucket.com/albums/ae135/ciocophotography_2009/cioco1-38.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-4712123315419864653?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/4712123315419864653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/07/little-photoshoot.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4712123315419864653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4712123315419864653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/07/little-photoshoot.html' title='a {little} photoshoot'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-358811487412620006</id><published>2010-07-26T17:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T17:28:28.344-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scattered'/><title type='text'>what {now}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;What do you do when your rate for this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TE4Yg7geLRI/AAAAAAAAAWU/KNlmuKUAOv8/s1600/HealthInsurance.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498359149074722066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TE4Yg7geLRI/AAAAAAAAAWU/KNlmuKUAOv8/s400/HealthInsurance.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;which you were already having a hard time paying for suddenly doubles it's price right when you are expecting one of these:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TE4YgXRCYCI/AAAAAAAAAWM/HOmv2_lByQ0/s1600/Baby-Feet-Photos-789015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498359139346309154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TE4YgXRCYCI/AAAAAAAAAWM/HOmv2_lByQ0/s400/Baby-Feet-Photos-789015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TE4Y8-3qknI/AAAAAAAAAWc/ZIiT0WXzx2E/s1600/cry.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 379px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498359631013646962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TE4Y8-3qknI/AAAAAAAAAWc/ZIiT0WXzx2E/s400/cry.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear....&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-358811487412620006?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/358811487412620006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-now.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/358811487412620006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/358811487412620006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-now.html' title='what {now}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TE4Yg7geLRI/AAAAAAAAAWU/KNlmuKUAOv8/s72-c/HealthInsurance.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-7575756151710830571</id><published>2010-07-22T10:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T10:41:52.157-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scattered'/><title type='text'>good {cause}</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps, a friend over at Craft Rookie is doing a fun giveway as well as bringing attention to this great family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TEhzwz6jkeI/AAAAAAAAAV0/2GQgjOYcL8w/s1600/fami.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496770627612414434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TEhzwz6jkeI/AAAAAAAAAV0/2GQgjOYcL8w/s400/fami.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://craftrookie.blogspot.com/2010/07/buying-cardssponsoring-craft-rookie-for.html"&gt;http://craftrookie.blogspot.com/2010/07/buying-cardssponsoring-craft-rookie-for.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read their story, help if you can, or repost, and enter her giveaway! She has lots of fun ideas about crafting and her blog is fun to read as well, win-win!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-7575756151710830571?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/7575756151710830571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-cause.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/7575756151710830571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/7575756151710830571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-cause.html' title='good {cause}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TEhzwz6jkeI/AAAAAAAAAV0/2GQgjOYcL8w/s72-c/fami.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-4499233650518522862</id><published>2010-07-20T11:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T11:48:59.454-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><title type='text'>some {ramblings}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Today I went with Hub to our 13 week Doctors appointment. Unfortunately my regular doctor was at the hospital, making this the second time he's had something come up. Instead, they asked if the midwife could come do the visit, and I was totally fine with that. She ended up being awesome, and we've actually decided to go with her as our 'baby deliverer'. She did a Doppler ultrasound so we could hear the heartbeat. It was so awesome knowing that something living is inside me...well something I want inside me anyway, unlike Benji the parasite. I've lost six pounds which is probably actually good because I had gained so much previously that it was just extra any way. I'm super tired, so I hope that goes away eventually, and the headaches! Oh the headaches. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TEXdVKupKoI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ubnX7ESpeoc/s1600/pregweek13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TEXdVKupKoI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ubnX7ESpeoc/s400/pregweek13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496042276002540162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They didn't do a ultrasound that I could see, but apparently this is what it looks like. Only 7 weeks till we can know what it is! Hahaha that seems like forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, last week I got to meet this &lt;a href="http://www.mormon.org"&gt;man&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TEXduaRRjNI/AAAAAAAAAVc/SD-9zqKCTOc/s1600/holland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TEXduaRRjNI/AAAAAAAAAVc/SD-9zqKCTOc/s400/holland.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496042709671054546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TEXduKFWaNI/AAAAAAAAAVU/IbCJimMWuGE/s1600/rio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TEXduKFWaNI/AAAAAAAAAVU/IbCJimMWuGE/s400/rio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496042705326074066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally know why he's my favorite now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, if you haven't seen Inception yet, You Should. Cheers!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-4499233650518522862?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/4499233650518522862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/07/some-ramblings.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4499233650518522862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4499233650518522862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/07/some-ramblings.html' title='some {ramblings}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TEXdVKupKoI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ubnX7ESpeoc/s72-c/pregweek13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-3344906732393704972</id><published>2010-07-14T16:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T16:31:54.025-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband'/><title type='text'>the big {23}</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;ok, I don't know if that qualifies as a 'big' birthday, but it's a birthday nonetheless. Happy Birthday Husband! Hope you have an amazing year full of happiness, success, and icecream. But only if you share....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TD46bhK7CPI/AAAAAAAAAVE/sJibzSN8QUs/s1600/IMG_1814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493892839873644786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TD46bhK7CPI/AAAAAAAAAVE/sJibzSN8QUs/s400/IMG_1814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TD46bAFc2tI/AAAAAAAAAU8/sGRGJTB3Kxg/s1600/IMG_0616_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493892830992325330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TD46bAFc2tI/AAAAAAAAAU8/sGRGJTB3Kxg/s400/IMG_0616_2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TD46anu62QI/AAAAAAAAAU0/cE_-SZ9juIA/s1600/IMG_8351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493892824455371010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TD46anu62QI/AAAAAAAAAU0/cE_-SZ9juIA/s400/IMG_8351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TD46aPExkuI/AAAAAAAAAUs/PNkqSAERHno/s1600/IMG_9762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493892817836151522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TD46aPExkuI/AAAAAAAAAUs/PNkqSAERHno/s400/IMG_9762.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ha ha sick. I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-3344906732393704972?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/3344906732393704972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/07/big-23.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/3344906732393704972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/3344906732393704972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/07/big-23.html' title='the big {23}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TD46bhK7CPI/AAAAAAAAAVE/sJibzSN8QUs/s72-c/IMG_1814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-8396008053083058460</id><published>2010-07-08T16:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T11:48:39.616-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby {button}'/><title type='text'>it's {a}....</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;BABY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TDZLeuvkYHI/AAAAAAAAAUU/CBgmblHjF1M/s1600/IMG_7403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491659786940604530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TDZLeuvkYHI/AAAAAAAAAUU/CBgmblHjF1M/s400/IMG_7403.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How Hubby was told: a note on the counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TDZLMXFv28I/AAAAAAAAAUE/WVMq6m_GID8/s1600/prego5+19+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491659471353535426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TDZLMXFv28I/AAAAAAAAAUE/WVMq6m_GID8/s400/prego5+19+10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two early possitive tests. I was expecting it, but it was still exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TDZLeOwH8OI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hrrkr-4-kD8/s1600/IMG_9749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491659778353000674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TDZLeOwH8OI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hrrkr-4-kD8/s400/IMG_9749.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was at eight weeks. A tiny difference, and I can already tell I'm carrying low. So not much change, except for the look of death that morning/afternoon/evening/night sickness brings about. I'm at 12 weeks now. No real progression in the bump area except for the fat it's starting to push out. No more sucking in...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the little button is due January 22, 2010, a few days before my birthday. We have had an ultra sound that my computer won't scan in and the baby was functioning normal. It was our first experience seeing the heart beat this time, and it was awesome. We passed the scary point of when we lost the first a week ago, so here's to hoping! Hub is pining for a boy, but since I don't know what I'll do with one, I fully expect a girl. :) (yea, yea, I'm already picking out blue paint just because I want a girl so much). We are happy and hope all goes well! Thanks to you who kept it a secret, you are so awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So first trimester down....two to go!&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-8396008053083058460?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/8396008053083058460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/07/its.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/8396008053083058460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/8396008053083058460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/07/its.html' title='it&apos;s {a}....'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TDZLeuvkYHI/AAAAAAAAAUU/CBgmblHjF1M/s72-c/IMG_7403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-3769083321856546134</id><published>2010-07-07T15:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T18:14:54.983-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><title type='text'>work {and more}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TDUG2HP5CII/AAAAAAAAAT8/quY2Zr2h4-0/s1600/_MG_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491302847376590978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TDUG2HP5CII/AAAAAAAAAT8/quY2Zr2h4-0/s400/_MG_0060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More basement finishing... thanks to our awesome friends for their help in painting! It actually is painted with carpet in the family room and tile in the bathroom, so we mostly just have lots of finish work. I'll post more pictures of the total finish later....probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TDUG1kRosJI/AAAAAAAAAT0/wP9HHBr0lDA/s1600/_MG_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491302837988667538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TDUG1kRosJI/AAAAAAAAAT0/wP9HHBr0lDA/s400/_MG_0062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491302662573742450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TDUGrWzdWXI/AAAAAAAAATs/YrPKdUjiwCg/s400/_MG_0063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TDUGVYJG_3I/AAAAAAAAATk/vRug0IAUD74/s1600/_MG_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491302284975865714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TDUGVYJG_3I/AAAAAAAAATk/vRug0IAUD74/s400/_MG_0064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A gigantic rose from our shared rose bush out front. The end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-3769083321856546134?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/3769083321856546134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/07/work-and-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/3769083321856546134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/3769083321856546134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/07/work-and-more.html' title='work {and more}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TDUG2HP5CII/AAAAAAAAAT8/quY2Zr2h4-0/s72-c/_MG_0060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-2167263438646358561</id><published>2010-06-15T17:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T17:46:01.981-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scattered'/><title type='text'>um... {oops}</title><content type='html'>So I have been wanting to change my URL for awhile. I don't ever want to go private, and as such have tried to not put a ton of personal information on the blog. My latest decision was based on the fact our first and last names were in our address, and well, that's weird. So in publishing I thought I could just change it to a different domain and it would redirect like it had when I purchased a domain for my photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for all the lost links, and hopefully you will find my blog again. Leave me a comment so I can re-find your blog if it's not in any of my blog lists. Sigh, I feel sheepish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I won't be using first names anymore, so my husband will be referred to as 'Husband'. Hahah, but seriously. I'll refer to myself as PhotographingDivaDivineofalltheWorld except for the fact I hate the word diva, and I really don't want to be associated with photography, so I'll think of something else. Ok, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-2167263438646358561?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/2167263438646358561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/06/um-oops.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/2167263438646358561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/2167263438646358561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/06/um-oops.html' title='um... {oops}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-8887792578629450331</id><published>2010-06-11T18:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T18:56:20.086-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scattered'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>what do you {do}</title><content type='html'>...when the world won't stop spinning long enough to get off? Lately I have started feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fried. hammered. wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no, I'm not doing drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get so busy and/or tired that each day just feels redundant. Like I'm stuck in a bad 90's film about a ground rodant that never seems to end. I know this sounds like complaining, because it probably is. I know I shouldn't, because I'm grateful for the chance to be alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish they someone would discover a tree like in Narnia that sprouts gold, (I'm aware that it is a fictional place) and then working would no longer be necessary. Wouldn't that be awesome? Then I could catch a flight to Hawaii, Cancun, wherever, and sip margaritas (the kind that refraims from alchohol) on the beach all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admire the moms out there, because at this point I don't think I could have done it. Which brings me to another &lt;s&gt;rant&lt;/s&gt; thought process, I have heard so many opinions about whether moms should work outside of the home or not. I know what the doctorine says, I know what both sides would say. I read a blog where the writer wrote that because she had a college education she felt she needed to better the world outside her by working as well as mothering. She said she "didn't go to school to get married." I had to chuckle at the post, because although I'm sure she didn't mean it to be offensive, it was a little. I don't think women stay at home simply because they couldn't get a job if they wanted to, because they aren't college educated, because they only went to school to meet a spouse. I think the decision is intensely personal and totally dependant on your economic situation. My mother, as most girls her age, left school early when engaged, and stayed home with us my whole youth life. I will probably do the same if opportunity affords it. Not because I don't have an education, because I do, but simply because I want to. I know lots of awesome moms who work both outside and inside the home, and I don't think there is a set answer for it. Thoughts? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TBLYwEwqmWI/AAAAAAAAASI/uKefCziVVMo/s1600/fun.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481682016886495586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TBLYwEwqmWI/AAAAAAAAASI/uKefCziVVMo/s400/fun.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would apologize for this post, but I'm currently being stood up by my husband for a date. ;) When work calls you to work late, you can't tell work no, unfortunately. I am grateful that he cares enough to try to provide such a great life for the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfred Einstein remarked, "The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and all science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead: his eyes are closed."&lt;br /&gt;I've thought a lot about that lately. When life gets to crazy/busy/unfortunate for one to truly pay attention to the mystery/beauty/intrigue of life, we are missing something. Now, replace 'the mysterious' with God. He is the source of all things, and those who have refused to wonder and stand in awe, are simply refusing to open their eyes. I know He lives. I hope that I can always make time for him, to stand in awe, to remember, so that His lament regarding &lt;a href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/matt/8"&gt;fox holes &lt;/a&gt;will not be true in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-8887792578629450331?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/8887792578629450331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-do-you-do.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/8887792578629450331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/8887792578629450331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-do-you-do.html' title='what do you {do}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/TBLYwEwqmWI/AAAAAAAAASI/uKefCziVVMo/s72-c/fun.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-3732616229850156468</id><published>2010-05-26T14:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T14:57:28.726-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>{tip} toe</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S_2LAlPx6UI/AAAAAAAAASA/-mRzixn6XZ0/s1600/cioco2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S_2LAlPx6UI/AAAAAAAAASA/-mRzixn6XZ0/s400/cioco2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475685564066949442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We dance for laughter, we dance for tears, we dance for madness, we dance for fears, we dance for hopes, we dance for screams, we are the dancers, we create the dreams." &lt;br /&gt;Anonymous&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-3732616229850156468?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/3732616229850156468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/05/tip-toe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/3732616229850156468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/3732616229850156468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/05/tip-toe.html' title='{tip} toe'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S_2LAlPx6UI/AAAAAAAAASA/-mRzixn6XZ0/s72-c/cioco2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-8030980983507196717</id><published>2010-05-13T11:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T14:57:45.983-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>a {different} ending</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was a little girl I played with barbies. Pretty typical. Except my barbies never went to the mall, or to the movies, or to hang out with Ken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, they thought Ken was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, my barbies were lawyers and owned little companies. They went to classes and played with monopoly money. I'm pretty sure I was a strange child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, all I ever wanted to do was be a lawyer. I grew older, but while my friends watched TGIF (remember that?) my tube was turned to Law and Order. Now I'm certain I was a strange child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started college on all the scholarships I could get my hands on and enrolled in every political science and philosophy class I could muster. I was well on my way to accomplishing my goals. My Goals: live in a pent house in Oregon, practice criminal prosecution law, and eventually be elected DA. Never, ever, get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one night I read these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470812178397781874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S-w6sM5H33I/AAAAAAAAARY/nQi_KYgH4-s/s200/blogscriptures.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did some of this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470812179260777698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S-w6sQG4JOI/AAAAAAAAARg/GfIEFaEtlWs/s200/blogpray.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And knew I was supposed to serve one of these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470812191002047730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S-w6s72NtPI/AAAAAAAAARo/k8K6TpUGSA0/s200/blog+sister+missionaries.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that was the beginning of the end. Of my dreams of course. While I served a good amount of time on the mission, I eventually became ill with this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S-w7nvEsFLI/AAAAAAAAARw/Xzeq-Qk-wfA/s1600/blogworm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470813201185379506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S-w7nvEsFLI/AAAAAAAAARw/Xzeq-Qk-wfA/s200/blogworm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Not really, but parasites are too gross to look up.&lt;br /&gt;And then this ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470812191002047730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S-w6s72NtPI/AAAAAAAAARo/k8K6TpUGSA0/s200/blog+sister+missionaries.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the most humbing time of my life. I've never felt so close to the Savior. And so far. I realized I didn't want to do what I had always wanted to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long after coming home (after a way too long stint of recovery) I met this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S-w8XXXlPfI/AAAAAAAAAR4/bTODbwlNGh0/s1600/blogus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S-w8XXXlPfI/AAAAAAAAAR4/bTODbwlNGh0/s200/blogus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470814019455892978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we got married. I finished school with a degree I didn't want to pursue. A useless degree I couldn't use anymore. I had no more interest in law school then I did jumping off the empire state building without a parachute. I decided my life was no longer apart of my original plans. That was sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I conclude that our plans will probably never go exactly as we had anticipated. That what we plan and what the Lord has in store is never quite parallel. But I do know that what happens in life is inspired. Not fated, but inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It helps me know that even though I'm not completely sure how great things will be or are, there is someone who is. As Gordon B. Hinckley said, "Get on your knees and pray, then get on your feet and work," so are we given the opportunity to do the best we can in procuring a little bit of heaven on earth for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if it wasn't what we planned. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-8030980983507196717?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/8030980983507196717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/05/different-ending.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/8030980983507196717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/8030980983507196717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/05/different-ending.html' title='a {different} ending'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S-w6sM5H33I/AAAAAAAAARY/nQi_KYgH4-s/s72-c/blogscriptures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-4671257661742386853</id><published>2010-05-11T17:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T14:58:11.128-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scattered'/><title type='text'>rain {thoughts}</title><content type='html'>today i sat down to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't quite get there. mentally speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think i should diagnose myself with a.d.d. and call it good. except then i would never get any more jobs because i wouldn't do what i'm supposed to do in the first place. that would essentially be problematic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know what is awesome though? the rain. i'm supposed to be shooting in it, but i'm not. bless you rain for another canceled job. you may think it's sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like a good day to procrastinate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S-nnoO6Fj5I/AAAAAAAAARQ/b3sRD3-Xv78/s1600/rain_forest_tropic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S-nnoO6Fj5I/AAAAAAAAARQ/b3sRD3-Xv78/s400/rain_forest_tropic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470157900800692114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-4671257661742386853?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/4671257661742386853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/05/rain-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4671257661742386853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4671257661742386853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/05/rain-thoughts.html' title='rain {thoughts}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S-nnoO6Fj5I/AAAAAAAAARQ/b3sRD3-Xv78/s72-c/rain_forest_tropic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-3556044674704057294</id><published>2010-04-27T13:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T14:58:34.830-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>quiet {moments}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S9c3hpNVlnI/AAAAAAAAAQY/rQeiWy6IJr8/s1600/cioco2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S9c3hpNVlnI/AAAAAAAAAQY/rQeiWy6IJr8/s400/cioco2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464897723974391410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;“God does not look on the outward appearance. I believe that He doesn’t care one bit if we live in a castle or a cottage, if we are handsome or homely, if we are famous or forgotten. Though we are incomplete, God loves us completely. Though we are imperfect, He loves us perfectly. Though we may feel lost and without compass, God’s love encompasses us completely.”&lt;br /&gt;President Dieter F. Uchtdorf&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-3556044674704057294?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/3556044674704057294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/04/quiet-moments.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/3556044674704057294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/3556044674704057294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/04/quiet-moments.html' title='quiet {moments}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S9c3hpNVlnI/AAAAAAAAAQY/rQeiWy6IJr8/s72-c/cioco2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-7715784425320752788</id><published>2010-04-24T13:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T14:58:58.877-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>a {good} life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S9NAWxWYMxI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/4XihWsJ1mSU/s1600/happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463781532879041298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S9NAWxWYMxI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/4XihWsJ1mSU/s400/happy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometimes I get so caught up in life, I am abruptly startled when I realize how amazing it is. My husband and I were able to go up to Twin Falls to shoot a wedding and I was able to see a couple of old mission friends, one an old companion. It was fun to reminise about all the good times, and hear all the future plans we all had. As my husband and I made the three hour drive home to Logan, I was overcome with how much I loved him and life, for our similarities, our goals, our plans. I am so blessed with all that I have. I know everything we have comes from a Heavenly Father who loves us. Even when it is hard, He is constantly aware of our struggles and will come to help in the hour that is appropriate for us. I know there is a lot of pain and suffering in the world, but I do not believe that God causes it. I simply thing He allows us to pass through the trials and wrongs in order to grow and progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we have a Savior who not only died for our sins and the evil that man and Satan create, but also one who died for all the sorrow, emotions, and pain we go through simply as a result of mortality. It is comforting to know that through our darkest moments, are most trying times of despair, we are certainly not alone. He loves us. He lives. How much peace that knowledge can bring! I know that believing is not necessarily popular in today's world, but I can not imagine a life without that faith. It would be cold and devoid of purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I have been blessed as a direct result of the love Heavenly Father has for me. I see his love everywhere. In the new tulips blossoming during the warm stretches of morning, in the lightning shows of magnificent power, in the quiet embrace of a mother to a afflicted child. His love surrounds us so completely, so infinitely. I know that even if we can't feel it, it is there. He is there. And like the apostles who rowed for hours in the tempest, on the fourth watch, the Savior approached. It would have been easier had He came straight away. I'm not personally sure why He did not. But I do know that when He did, the apostles upon recognition, must have felt insurmountable joy, and then the waves were calmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose it is like that in life. Prayers aren't always answered immedietly or the way in which we felt they should have been, but they are answered. And most certainly in the way that is best for us, from an all knowing and all loving Heavenly Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for the blessings that are mine in this life. They are so many. But as W.T. Purkiser knowingly acknowledged,“Not what we say about our blessings, but how we use them, is the true measure of our thanksgiving.” I pray that I might always be an instrument in the Lord's hands, no matter how many times the refining fire hurts. I've decided that all trials, if they help us come nearer to the Savior, no matter how small the difference, are completely worth it. I hope that this will always be the case in my life, because I have such an awesome one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-7715784425320752788?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/7715784425320752788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/7715784425320752788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/7715784425320752788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-life.html' title='a {good} life'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S9NAWxWYMxI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/4XihWsJ1mSU/s72-c/happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-1794224680103339231</id><published>2010-04-19T19:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T14:59:22.887-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scattered'/><title type='text'>{sighs}</title><content type='html'>Why is it that when I decide to do this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S80B9NPOivI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-QVE_yaSOLs/s1600/dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462024074107456242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S80B9NPOivI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-QVE_yaSOLs/s400/dinner.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DJ is always working late doing this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S80B8-yNMnI/AAAAAAAAAQA/j17GhIQyISA/s1600/cons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462024070227636850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S80B8-yNMnI/AAAAAAAAAQA/j17GhIQyISA/s400/cons.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor guy wonders why I never cook.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-1794224680103339231?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/1794224680103339231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/04/why-is-it-that-when-i-decide-to-do-this.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/1794224680103339231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/1794224680103339231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/04/why-is-it-that-when-i-decide-to-do-this.html' title='{sighs}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S80B9NPOivI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-QVE_yaSOLs/s72-c/dinner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-6258593980578678547</id><published>2010-04-05T20:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T14:59:40.660-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Engagement {giveaway} from CioCo!</title><content type='html'>Hey friends and family! My company is doing another giveaway, this one for engagements!! Pass the word along!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attention all future brides, grooms, friends and family! You do not want to miss this giveaway from CioCo Photography and Owazi Films! We will be giving away an ENTIRE engagment package (engagement photos + announcement) from CioCo and a 'Love Story' Couple Film on DVD from Owazi! You will be able to showcase your love at your wedding reception and in your pictures with this beautiful combo video/photography giveaway! How do you win this spectacular prize for yourself or family/friends? By doing the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;1. Become a fan on facebook &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/pages/CioCo-Photography/70383736539?ref=ts"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;1. If already a fan, announce in your status on facebook or twitter the giveaway, linking to http://ciocophotography.com&lt;br /&gt;2. Tell two friends who you know are getting married about the giveaway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;3. Finally, MOST IMPORTANT, write a {less than} one page story about how you and your fiance met {or how your family member met their fiance} and how winning this giveaway will effect/help you {or them}, and why you {they} deserve it. Also attach your favorite jpeg picture of you and your fiance {or them} and email all to ciocophotography@gmail.com. In the subject line write "Engagement giveaway-your {thier} name". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNHqelnt3Kg/S7qW8Ftmr9I/AAAAAAAAApo/YKWrmGHfjRA/s1600/bllog13.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456840241215649490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNHqelnt3Kg/S7qXSa23NtI/AAAAAAAAApw/T-zMvYBvT6Q/s400/bllog13.jpg" /&gt;If you or someone in your family isn't getting married, you probably know someone who is! Pass the word along so this awesome giveaway isn't missed! Entries will be accepted till April 20th at 11:00 pm. Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-6258593980578678547?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/6258593980578678547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/04/engagement-giveaway-from-cioco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/6258593980578678547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/6258593980578678547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/04/engagement-giveaway-from-cioco.html' title='Engagement {giveaway} from CioCo!'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNHqelnt3Kg/S7qXSa23NtI/AAAAAAAAApw/T-zMvYBvT6Q/s72-c/bllog13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-1417588266715067312</id><published>2010-03-27T11:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T14:59:56.231-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><title type='text'>Oh boy</title><content type='html'>Annoying: Finishing a basement. Really annoying: Finishing a basement when you could be vacationing during spring break. Sigh. I miss you Lake Powell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S65Ustp9A8I/AAAAAAAAAP4/Yq6yQDCu94c/s1600/IMG_3002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453389325938787266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S65Ustp9A8I/AAAAAAAAAP4/Yq6yQDCu94c/s400/IMG_3002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The mess they made fixing the mess the builders made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S65UsMilmMI/AAAAAAAAAPw/jw9VpGNxl5o/s1600/IMG_3008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453389317049522370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S65UsMilmMI/AAAAAAAAAPw/jw9VpGNxl5o/s400/IMG_3008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S65UrqlVdEI/AAAAAAAAAPo/kx14Kljyi2g/s1600/IMG_3011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453389307934241858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S65UrqlVdEI/AAAAAAAAAPo/kx14Kljyi2g/s400/IMG_3011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just in case someone was wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S65UrRlzK9I/AAAAAAAAAPg/POUtvpZ-BXI/s1600/IMG_3036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453389301225302994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S65UrRlzK9I/AAAAAAAAAPg/POUtvpZ-BXI/s400/IMG_3036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S65Uqw0jq7I/AAAAAAAAAPY/zDKjGaKj4Qk/s1600/IMG_3101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453389292428831666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S65Uqw0jq7I/AAAAAAAAAPY/zDKjGaKj4Qk/s400/IMG_3101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh well, at least it's getting done and DJ is just so happy with his good work. Oh and big thanks to my dad and two brothers for all your help. By the way, time goes too fast. That's all. Cheers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-1417588266715067312?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/1417588266715067312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-boy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/1417588266715067312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/1417588266715067312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-boy.html' title='Oh boy'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S65Ustp9A8I/AAAAAAAAAP4/Yq6yQDCu94c/s72-c/IMG_3002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-4092960152195715468</id><published>2010-03-18T20:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T20:03:54.134-06:00</updated><title type='text'>GIVEAWAY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Hey friends and family! Just wanted you to know that my company CioCo Photography is doing a big giveaway on &lt;a href="http://mygiveawaytoday.com"&gt;Giveaway Today&lt;/a&gt; Tommorrow! I will be giving away either a engagement, bridal or family session, so if you or anyone you know needs any of those, let them know and enter! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mygiveawaytoday.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i289.photobucket.com/albums/ll208/lyndsayjohnson/9fcccbc0.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your love and support!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-4092960152195715468?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/4092960152195715468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/03/giveaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4092960152195715468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4092960152195715468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/03/giveaway.html' title='GIVEAWAY!!'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-5233152461089988261</id><published>2010-03-10T16:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:00:20.907-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scattered'/><title type='text'>All things vintage...</title><content type='html'>Lately I have been obsessed with all things vintage. French Victorian, 1920's Flapper, Retro Movement, I love it ALL. And lately I have been trying to find vintage items for my photography. Items like these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S5gv1Nzy3mI/AAAAAAAAAO0/XARgabnVSZg/s1600-h/vintage8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 365px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447156340591091298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S5gv1Nzy3mI/AAAAAAAAAO0/XARgabnVSZg/s400/vintage8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Like this adorable round traveling suitcase. Preferrably in red. or any color for that matter. Or this next one: (Update: thank you Kandice for finding this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S5gv08fGSRI/AAAAAAAAAOs/9OWmaO0tuGY/s1600-h/vintage7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447156335940880658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S5gv08fGSRI/AAAAAAAAAOs/9OWmaO0tuGY/s400/vintage7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S5gv0lDyAeI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Gyw7o-C20aA/s1600-h/vintage6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 322px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447156329652290018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S5gv0lDyAeI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Gyw7o-C20aA/s400/vintage6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who wouldn't want a ruffly umbrella. Hahah I know, EVERYONE, but it would look so cool....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S5gv0U9RpMI/AAAAAAAAAOc/SYfmB-GjHuo/s1600-h/vintage5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447156325330035906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S5gv0U9RpMI/AAAAAAAAAOc/SYfmB-GjHuo/s400/vintage5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This hat I would wear in the real world. Anything from the flapper era I adore. But any old hats for that matter would be wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S5gvzxB9bdI/AAAAAAAAAOU/0Bb7-qjLWlg/s1600-h/vintage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447156315686006226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S5gvzxB9bdI/AAAAAAAAAOU/0Bb7-qjLWlg/s400/vintage4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I need that chair. I just do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So.... I have been looking for a good amount of time to find said items. And they are either out of my price range, or they don't exist. Which is why I'm going to try to bribe people. If you or your family have ANY of these items, or anything similar, I will give you a FREE photography session to use them. You don't have to necessarily give them to me, per se, (unless you really want to which I would love) but they do need to be available for photo sessions in the future. Have something like this? Email me at &lt;a href="mailto:ciocophotography@gmail.com"&gt;ciocophotography@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; and we will get rolling. Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-5233152461089988261?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/5233152461089988261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/03/all-things-vintage.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/5233152461089988261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/5233152461089988261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/03/all-things-vintage.html' title='All things vintage...'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S5gv1Nzy3mI/AAAAAAAAAO0/XARgabnVSZg/s72-c/vintage8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-4670950362424861529</id><published>2010-02-17T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:00:47.659-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><title type='text'>new {paint}</title><content type='html'>We are almost to the point of the house being put together completely. We have a few big ticket things to buy still, but for the most part we've been super blessed. We just bought a brand new queen eurotop bed this week, and we quite like it. I've also figured out how to incorporate my dad's bed set he built (thanks Kristen), which is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S3xwmtos9sI/AAAAAAAAAOM/nqAuzmtcwDU/s1600-h/IMG_3903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439346260344370882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S3xwmtos9sI/AAAAAAAAAOM/nqAuzmtcwDU/s400/IMG_3903.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And if you remember from a few posts ago, we were going to paint our office. So we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S3xwmEALI5I/AAAAAAAAAOE/36lTwEgpEcE/s1600-h/IMG_3217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439346249168528274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S3xwmEALI5I/AAAAAAAAAOE/36lTwEgpEcE/s400/IMG_3217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S3xv2qIWjuI/AAAAAAAAAN8/96eXDpx4O9s/s1600-h/IMG_3220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439345434769657570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S3xv2qIWjuI/AAAAAAAAAN8/96eXDpx4O9s/s400/IMG_3220.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DJ works, and I take pictures of myself. Seems like a fair deal. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finished product:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S3xv2Eq_cNI/AAAAAAAAAN0/vUp5yAS-gt4/s1600-h/IMG_3222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439345424714395858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S3xv2Eq_cNI/AAAAAAAAAN0/vUp5yAS-gt4/s400/IMG_3222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S3xufAwXkTI/AAAAAAAAANs/0ju0NdboDQg/s1600-h/IMG_3223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439343929014587698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S3xufAwXkTI/AAAAAAAAANs/0ju0NdboDQg/s400/IMG_3223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks DJ for helping me! You are the best husband. Ever. More to come from Vday. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-4670950362424861529?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/4670950362424861529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-paint.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4670950362424861529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4670950362424861529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-paint.html' title='new {paint}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S3xwmtos9sI/AAAAAAAAAOM/nqAuzmtcwDU/s72-c/IMG_3903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-7495530325324506102</id><published>2010-02-01T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:01:06.251-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><title type='text'>the bday {jazz}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S2d8IIeahaI/AAAAAAAAANk/Kpr-HyAEFs0/s1600-h/IMG_3435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433447954601641378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S2d8IIeahaI/AAAAAAAAANk/Kpr-HyAEFs0/s400/IMG_3435.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 30th was my bday. It still shocks me a little the older I get. I used to think 24 was sooo old when I was a teenager, and I still think I'm a little old now, especially having a 22 year old husband, who occasionally likes to rub it in. :) I married younger so I wouldn't have to be a widow for so long. Hahaha, jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S2d8HdlyvbI/AAAAAAAAANc/bGVtKVPO2_A/s1600-h/IMG_3443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433447943089864114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S2d8HdlyvbI/AAAAAAAAANc/bGVtKVPO2_A/s400/IMG_3443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love my family. They are a little crazy, but I still love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S2d8GkTdO8I/AAAAAAAAANU/0gFVOK703WM/s1600-h/IMG_3445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433447927712136130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S2d8GkTdO8I/AAAAAAAAANU/0gFVOK703WM/s400/IMG_3445.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And my friends who are even crazier. But I feel blessed that we have been friends this long. They are amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S2d8Fs3xakI/AAAAAAAAANM/DfB5KEg8iZk/s1600-h/dj%27sflowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433447912832068162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S2d8Fs3xakI/AAAAAAAAANM/DfB5KEg8iZk/s400/dj%27sflowers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I actually didn't get these for my birthday, rather DJ randomnly brought them home one day, but they are pretty so I thought I'd post them. I DID get a new phone, money, some more money, a new set of scriptures and case (yay!) and DJ will be taking me to buy new pants. Ha ha poor DJ. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-7495530325324506102?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/7495530325324506102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/02/bday-jazz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/7495530325324506102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/7495530325324506102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/02/bday-jazz.html' title='the bday {jazz}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S2d8IIeahaI/AAAAAAAAANk/Kpr-HyAEFs0/s72-c/IMG_3435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-7124774126255385435</id><published>2010-01-18T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:01:25.341-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Bella</title><content type='html'>I should have blogged about Thanksgiving, Christmas, etc, etc, but never got around to it. I'll try to do better in blogging more of the happenings. The pictures did manage to make it on to facebook from those events, which hasn't happened in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new kitten we got on our anniversary is growing ridiculously fast. She has managed to stay around the same size, but her features are becoming more cat like everyday. Sad. Time to give her back. Hahah jk. We really love her, and she is a lot of fun. In fact, she's napping in my lap while I type this. We babysat our little cousins this past week and some, and so I grabbed the camera when Bella started playing inside of a shoe. Some fun ones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s965.photobucket.com/albums/ae135/ciocophotography_2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1-4-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i965.photobucket.com/albums/ae135/ciocophotography_2009/1-4-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s965.photobucket.com/albums/ae135/ciocophotography_2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1-3-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i965.photobucket.com/albums/ae135/ciocophotography_2009/1-3-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s965.photobucket.com/albums/ae135/ciocophotography_2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1-2-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i965.photobucket.com/albums/ae135/ciocophotography_2009/1-2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is typically what she looks like when she's about to pounce on prey....especially if that prey is your foot that moved at 3:00 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ also set up our home office this week. Hooray! He is so good to me. The room desperately needs painted still. I'm thinking a light sage green. Thoughts? I'm excited to get that done so I can get pictures of my company up so it's not so bare. And don't those chairs rock? hahaha. We really didn't feel like buying any, so we're just using the props I use in some of my shoots. I kinda like it though...adds some character. So hopefully we'll get that done, and there will be pics later. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428313059382699506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S1U995IepfI/AAAAAAAAANA/dvDxXJaTKgU/s400/IMG_3213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-7124774126255385435?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/7124774126255385435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/01/bella.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/7124774126255385435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/7124774126255385435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/01/bella.html' title='Bella'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S1U995IepfI/AAAAAAAAANA/dvDxXJaTKgU/s72-c/IMG_3213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-4054535880117432585</id><published>2010-01-08T12:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T01:56:03.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scattered'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Ok, I'm a little late, but there you go. So.... in the last year (and a few weeks) there has been many things that have changed in our little world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December- Got Married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January- Moved to Taylorsville&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May- Camilla Graduated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May- Moved to Church Wells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August- Moved to West Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August- DJ transferred to the U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November- Bought a house and moved to West Valley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December- Still alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals for the upcoming year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Own couches that don't look like they are fresh out of the seventies. Ok, they're not THAT bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Finish the basement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ween DJ from the video games. haha jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Own a wii. Or just continue kifing the one from the inlaws. ( I do realize this contradicts #3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Give. Everyday. In whatever way. hmmmm ryhmey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424461209488450690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S0eOuuFx5II/AAAAAAAAAMY/2WWVHN5Qf2U/s400/whatever.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-4054535880117432585?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/4054535880117432585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4054535880117432585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4054535880117432585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/S0eOuuFx5II/AAAAAAAAAMY/2WWVHN5Qf2U/s72-c/whatever.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-1104958640301653635</id><published>2009-12-20T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:01:56.839-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>happy {holidays}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sy6-WvOsibI/AAAAAAAAALw/NkYAMpLctK0/s1600-h/IMG_7558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417476699617790386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sy6-WvOsibI/AAAAAAAAALw/NkYAMpLctK0/s400/IMG_7558.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas! Hope that your week is full of magic! Not as cool as Aubrey's HDR pic, but it works :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-1104958640301653635?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/1104958640301653635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-holidays.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/1104958640301653635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/1104958640301653635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-holidays.html' title='happy {holidays}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sy6-WvOsibI/AAAAAAAAALw/NkYAMpLctK0/s72-c/IMG_7558.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-1473663046543680329</id><published>2009-12-17T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:02:06.588-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><title type='text'>Our newest {addition}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SyplX2RMpZI/AAAAAAAAALU/Uq-hWECZ1UQ/s1600-h/IMG_9947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416252962245485970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SyplX2RMpZI/AAAAAAAAALU/Uq-hWECZ1UQ/s400/IMG_9947.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I got my christmas present early! Yipee! hahah. I've wanted a kitten for a while, but now that we finally have a house to put it in, DJ let me get my christmas present. He named her Rogue because of the white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SyplIj97b9I/AAAAAAAAALM/SDRNy44brn4/s1600-h/IMG_9948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416252699634790354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SyplIj97b9I/AAAAAAAAALM/SDRNy44brn4/s400/IMG_9948.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes that is a rat, and it is our pet named Sophie. I wanted to name the cat Bella, not because of twilight, which I sadly do not like, but because I just really like the name Isabella. So we call her Rogue because DJ said I got to name the rat, but we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sypk9of87AI/AAAAAAAAALE/td2iMBJ94uE/s1600-h/IMG_9956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416252511872674818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sypk9of87AI/AAAAAAAAALE/td2iMBJ94uE/s400/IMG_9956.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute. DJ gets to have a puppy when we have a yard to put it in. But for now I win. Blue eyes and all! Thanks for the christmas/anniversary gift~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sypkv5EOh4I/AAAAAAAAAK8/EwZB3juuWZA/s1600-h/IMG_9958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416252275801622402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sypkv5EOh4I/AAAAAAAAAK8/EwZB3juuWZA/s400/IMG_9958.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-1473663046543680329?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/1473663046543680329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-newest-addition.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/1473663046543680329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/1473663046543680329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-newest-addition.html' title='Our newest {addition}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SyplX2RMpZI/AAAAAAAAALU/Uq-hWECZ1UQ/s72-c/IMG_9947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-1362893934814036248</id><published>2009-12-16T09:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T09:25:26.825-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Thanks {for the memories}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SykQl7HVoXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/sX_BVw5QRvE/s1600-h/IMG_7051-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415878270599405938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SykQl7HVoXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/sX_BVw5QRvE/s400/IMG_7051-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Aniversary DJ. I love you! Thanks for the laughs, the late night walks, the caring. I married the best man in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SykQlQ1i5GI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SSZutZ6pMHE/s1600-h/IMG_7043-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415878259250488418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SykQlQ1i5GI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SSZutZ6pMHE/s400/IMG_7043-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SykQkxPeEDI/AAAAAAAAAKk/_QLeXUJu8LY/s1600-h/IMG_1310-Edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415878250769289266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SykQkxPeEDI/AAAAAAAAAKk/_QLeXUJu8LY/s400/IMG_1310-Edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SykQkBRV8bI/AAAAAAAAAKc/xzjblitrWeA/s1600-h/IMG_1440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415878237892243890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SykQkBRV8bI/AAAAAAAAAKc/xzjblitrWeA/s400/IMG_1440.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SykQjswtDHI/AAAAAAAAAKU/yZvarr--Jo4/s1600-h/7058-1.jpg-7164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415878232386636914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SykQjswtDHI/AAAAAAAAAKU/yZvarr--Jo4/s400/7058-1.jpg-7164.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's to many more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-1362893934814036248?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/1362893934814036248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanks-for-memories.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/1362893934814036248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/1362893934814036248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanks-for-memories.html' title='Thanks {for the memories}'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SykQl7HVoXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/sX_BVw5QRvE/s72-c/IMG_7051-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-4329720204906312015</id><published>2009-12-02T21:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:03:04.098-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>On Life</title><content type='html'>It's been a difficult two and a half months. I try to pretend it hasn't, but it catches up. Over these three months I have thought a lot about life and after. There are so many opinions about what happens, about what it was. Why we are here, where we are going, where we came from. I know these are all questions humankind asks, and we all find a time to ask them to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;I have found that despite what the world would find as our reason, there is something so much greater than ourselves directing us. Ralph Waldo Emerson put it well when he said, "Belief consists in accepting the affirmations of the soul; unbelief, denying them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that we are all born with the desire to do good, to be good, and to constantly seek greater than ourselves. It is something that inherently exists in each of us, and denying those good desires is simply negating what the soul already knows to be true. I know that God lives, and that He loves each one of us. I know that He not only hears our prayers, but answers them. I know that He does not create grief, nor trials, but rather allows us to pass through them in order to truly reach the potential He desires for us. And the potential we should seek in ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought losing a pregnancy would be so difficult. I felt that I should be open about it because it is something that is kept often very secret. It has been hard to even think about at times, and harder to think that I could be of benefit to anyone though my experience. I still hope this. I know that we have a savior that has felt every pain that we have experienced, one who loves so immensely that we truly cannot comprehend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was privileged to meet a young woman in Chile who was seeking those answers and who was searching for comfort for many aspects of her life. She had not been raised in a very stable family nor had known many comforts of life. She was eager to find a source of instruction and we were eager to help her. Over the weeks she learned the commandments and implemented them in her life. Until one week. She was different. I knew that something was wrong, and quickly discovered the reason. While her transgression is not important, the feeling of love that immediately poured over our little group was overwhelming. I knew she had a Heavenly Father who loved her tremendously, despite her mistake and desired her return to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to live that way in my life, so that I am available for His love. The God of this world, omnipotent, omniscient, completely benevolent, yet still willing to listen the grief of a 23 year old is still incomprehensible to me. I am forever grateful to a loving Heavenly Father, who despite all my follies, still loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across a picture of DJ's older brother who passed away a little over three years ago while DJ was on his mission. I caught my breath at it, it was so beautiful. A peaceful moment with his son, captured. It made me realize how precious life is, how lucky we are to pass each day we do. And how grateful I am for the examples of so many of you, like DJ's brother, who try each day to live the best they can in the service of others, in the service of God. I do not know why He calls home his children when He does, but I do know that we have a divine purpose here, regardless of the length we serve it. Willa Cather, an American author remarked, "That is happiness: to be dissolved into something complete and great." I believe this. When we do our best, outside of ourselves, then life is truly worth living. And when that great passing known as death comes, we can look back and feel that yes, we indeed did our best in building up those around us, other children of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410867647773971794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SxdDdSg4lVI/AAAAAAAAAKM/kv2_msDgAu4/s400/rusty2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-4329720204906312015?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/4329720204906312015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-life.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4329720204906312015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/4329720204906312015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-life.html' title='On Life'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SxdDdSg4lVI/AAAAAAAAAKM/kv2_msDgAu4/s72-c/rusty2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-8437294368967282092</id><published>2009-11-23T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:03:15.931-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Potential</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s965.photobucket.com/albums/ae135/ciocophotography_2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=blog1-28.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i965.photobucket.com/albums/ae135/ciocophotography_2009/blog1-28.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This is my prayer for all of us—'Lord, increase our faith.' Increase our faith to bridge the chasms of uncertainty and doubt. . . . Grant us faith to look beyond the problems of the moment to the miracles of the future. . . . Give us faith to do what is right and let the consequence follow.”&lt;br /&gt;~Gordon B. Hinckley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-8437294368967282092?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/8437294368967282092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2009/11/potential.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/8437294368967282092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/8437294368967282092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2009/11/potential.html' title='Potential'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-3806166813220774964</id><published>2009-11-16T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:03:28.751-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I typed into a search engine the words "beautiful things". I was flooded with images, including &lt;strong&gt;these&lt;/strong&gt;. It was interesting what others had tagged as "beautiful", from they typical to the not so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405298703488786130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SwN6iEZUHtI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/9UjSqQ-_Ypk/s400/beaut4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405298697638104930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SwN6humZz2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/0d6ddyW_XBI/s400/beaut3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 392px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404823878034514850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SwHKrlvL46I/AAAAAAAAAJk/4xOvIfT_E8Y/s400/beut.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 366px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404823871824723458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SwHKrOmp_gI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Edtb14i397E/s400/beut2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404823875358084962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SwHKrbxEz2I/AAAAAAAAAJc/hpzHvplrjec/s400/beut1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404823866960178690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SwHKq8e27gI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_74HnwmPqLA/s400/beut3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My husband and I were talking about engineers last night.&lt;/em&gt; I'm not sure why, but we were. We wondered how engineers became interested in what they were studying. How you can find the linear equation of the square root of the diagram that fits into pie that will magically make a building stand on it's head is beyond my area of expertise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have a lot of &lt;strong&gt;respect&lt;/strong&gt; for engineers. I also have a lot of respect for janitors, bankers, artists, policemen, etc, etc. We talked about the interesting phenomina that all people are interested in different things. Some have similar likes, but in the end each person is genuinely unique, with different desires and needs, different perceptions on what is {&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;beautiful}.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm glad we don't live in a world full of &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;engineers. You would have fantastic creations of the world's most structurely sound roadway, but no one to build it. I'm glad the world is not inhabited alone by builders. You may build something incredible, but perhaps only after the first earthquake realize where you went wrong. I'm glad the world has more than artists. There would be so many beautiful things, but no real jobs to produce the money to buy it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Basically, I'm convinced that we need &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EACH OTHER.&lt;/span&gt; I remember being on my mission in Chile sitting in church in "relief society" when a baby started crying. I watched as a different woman got up from the front row, went to the middle row where the younger mother was, took the baby, and then walked outside. I was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;amazed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Shocked even.&lt;/strong&gt; I had grown in a culture where most would take care of business on their own. But not these women. They had developed a system where everyone simply helped everyone. When a baby cried, it was taken care of. When someone was hungry, they were fed. They were not simply neighbors, they were family. And they &lt;em&gt;knew&lt;/em&gt; it. They fought like family, the loved like family. When the baby calmed down, the woman brought her back into the class "relief society" and gave her back to the mother. No 'thanks' or 'your welcome' were said, none were needed. That woman was good at helping, the other was good at letting her. We NEED each other. Other's talents, gifts, hugs, understanding. We need it &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ALL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what life would be like if everyone got it. Everyone in the ENTIRE world. Can you guess what might come next? Yep, it would be all gone. All the bad stuff. And all the good things would be left. People would be genuinely concerned about each other and not just for the papers, not just for the &lt;strong&gt;attention.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It would be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PERFECT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like Heavenly Father. If more people would listen to him, would seek him out to the best of their ability, things would &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; For real, not just the change the politicians promise us. Internal change in each person. And the world would change as a result. Starting with me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;try&lt;/span&gt;. I really do. But I could be better. I could care more. I could give more. I could help more. I could try harder to be better. Starting &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOW. &lt;/em&gt;I need to pray more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I need to make it a priority. Not an after thought. I need to seek out opportunities to help. EVERY DAY. I need to be more like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HIM&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beautiful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is such an interesting concept. I look around me each day and see real beauty. I see it in a young child getting the mail for his mom, I see it in the young teenager rolling on his skateboard across the intersection. I see it in the last leaf holding on to the branch it has known so well.&lt;/span&gt; It is everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And that's when I am still and thank my Heavenly Father for life. Because it is beautiful, and we are so lucky. That knowledge, I believe, is where beauty lies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-3806166813220774964?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/3806166813220774964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-typed-into-search-engine-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/3806166813220774964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/3806166813220774964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-typed-into-search-engine-words.html' title='Beautiful Things'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SwN6iEZUHtI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/9UjSqQ-_Ypk/s72-c/beaut4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-5688678084585706190</id><published>2009-11-13T13:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:03:41.672-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scattered'/><title type='text'>Procrastination</title><content type='html'>Why do I not do things when I know I should? Like putting off hanging up pictures and organizing the rest of the house, it's not like it's hard. Also, I did not make this background, I just really like it. Sigh. That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-5688678084585706190?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/5688678084585706190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2009/11/procrastination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/5688678084585706190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/5688678084585706190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2009/11/procrastination.html' title='Procrastination'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-1014022096875397581</id><published>2009-11-10T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:03:50.596-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scattered'/><title type='text'>Identity Crisis</title><content type='html'>I've realized that my blog can't seem to decide what it should look like. Or maybe that's my fault. Ever since I learned how to write code, I'm a habitual redecorator. O well. Meanwhile, check out this most awesome site for all you digi scrapbookers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://summertimedesigns.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://summertimedesigns.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 398px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402679453819911010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SvosVrA8u2I/AAAAAAAAAIo/FI2QwkMtadY/s400/SummerDriggs_Gratitude_LoveWordArt.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-1014022096875397581?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/1014022096875397581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2009/11/identity-crisis.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/1014022096875397581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/1014022096875397581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2009/11/identity-crisis.html' title='Identity Crisis'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SvosVrA8u2I/AAAAAAAAAIo/FI2QwkMtadY/s72-c/SummerDriggs_Gratitude_LoveWordArt.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-5163600048506743930</id><published>2009-11-09T14:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:04:15.715-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><title type='text'>Moving...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402226292183380722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SviQMMXdsvI/AAAAAAAAAHw/DR340dH_Ioo/s400/IMG_4139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are very few things in life that I hate. Miley Cyrus, sandals with socks, and moving. I have lived in a lot of places since I was 18, some allowing me only two suitcases to travel with from place to place, our from one side of the country to pratically the other. As a result, I try not to accumulate junk. Apparently, I have not done very well since we got married. Because we had a LOT of it to move, despite the fact we've lived in three places since the wedding. This being our fourth. I admit, it could have been worse, but I'm mostly glad it's over. We are really excited about our new town home because it's perfect for us, and we have awesome neighbors that bring us food. We decided that maybe we should just randomly knock on other neighbors doors and tell them we are new, so they will fell obligated to do so as well. hahahah jk. We really do like our awesome neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402226294801197426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SviQMWHmaXI/AAAAAAAAAH4/qrIqlNl5FNQ/s400/IMG_4140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402226294903138674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SviQMWf56XI/AAAAAAAAAIA/AOExBJUncVo/s400/IMG_4142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad and brother came down from Logan to help us, they are special. And plus I had the flu so I wasn't much help. So it was left to the boys, which is probably how it should be anyway. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SviQMxL_A2I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/EwXMtf6m7uE/s1600-h/IMG_4143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402226302067344226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SviQMxL_A2I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/EwXMtf6m7uE/s400/IMG_4143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Apparently, i like this face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SviQMkZdWAI/AAAAAAAAAII/ZmkgG1xzD9w/s1600-h/IMG_4141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402226298634196994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SviQMkZdWAI/AAAAAAAAAII/ZmkgG1xzD9w/s400/IMG_4141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DJ has also decided he should be adopted by a latin family because he would would probably match better. And the more winter comes, the whiter I get. DJ on the other hand, does not change. Lucky. He's actually part greek if you were wondering. When we first met everyone from my mission thought he was Chilean. Score. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay for new houses! I will post pics soon. We are having an open house the 14th so you should come. Whoever you are. hahah. Just email me for the address! And if we like you we will email you back. Or not. hahaha But seriously. "Where's the jk?"-Lori.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-5163600048506743930?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/5163600048506743930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2009/11/moving.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/5163600048506743930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/5163600048506743930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2009/11/moving.html' title='Moving...'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SviQMMXdsvI/AAAAAAAAAHw/DR340dH_Ioo/s72-c/IMG_4139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-7087464215898875312</id><published>2009-10-26T20:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:12:56.254-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay for Backgrounds!</title><content type='html'>So I learned how to write background code, which has made me very happy. As a result, I waste a lot of time on photoshop when I should be doing other things. The End! Enjoy my new background...that I made :) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397112382453518658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 372px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SuZlHeEBEUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/qAva-Ssq9UU/s400/smile25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-7087464215898875312?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/7087464215898875312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2009/10/yay-for-backgrounds.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/7087464215898875312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/7087464215898875312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2009/10/yay-for-backgrounds.html' title='Yay for Backgrounds!'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SuZlHeEBEUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/qAva-Ssq9UU/s72-c/smile25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-91306370539088163</id><published>2009-10-24T23:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:04:30.720-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Heroes</title><content type='html'>I have come to think a lot about miracles this past week and how much the Lord loves us. As most of you know because of the news, Mary Sorensen and her family lost their home this week due to a propane explosion. The news report is &lt;a href="http://www.ksl.com/?nid=148&amp;amp;sid=8404288#"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I was shocked and grateful to know that despite their tremendous loss, they were ok. As I read the article online, I came across this picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396410527509793442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SuPmyIpmSqI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ilA66GJC5t4/s400/dad1-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to call any attention to anyone in particular, but the man leading the pack is my dad. I was not aware my dad was involved, only that it had happened to our rural home town. I was overcome with emotion at the love that my dad has for people in general. He is an example to me in so many ways. He has always been one to sacrifice for others, for the most part on behalf of his own family, including me. I know my dad has gone without so many times in order that we could have things that we needed, or even wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Dad for your example of Christ-like service and love. Thank you to all out there that just try to do your best day by day, without thinking of internal reasons, always aware of those around you. I know so many of you, and so many of you have changed my life. You are heroes in this world, and many love you for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came home from my mission, my most awesome cousin gave me a framed picture of Christ with a quote from Gordon B. Hinkley. It reads, "Please don't nag yourself with thoughts of failure. Do not set goals far beyond your capacity to achieve. Simply do what you do, in the best way you know, and the Lord will be accepting of your effort." I know this to be true. God loves you for your desires to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to you who make a difference, you who do the best you can in a world that may never notice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-91306370539088163?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/91306370539088163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2009/10/heroes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/91306370539088163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/91306370539088163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2009/10/heroes.html' title='Heroes'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/SuPmyIpmSqI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ilA66GJC5t4/s72-c/dad1-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362974694563552280.post-6539357035193431737</id><published>2009-10-11T17:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:04:46.571-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Little White Butterflies</title><content type='html'>When I was on my mission in Santiago, Chile I was tracting one winterish day with my trainer. I had been out about a month or so, and things weren't going that great. It was discouraging how many times we had been rejected that day, brutally at times. It was freezing, no one wanted to talk to us, and I wondered why again I was paying monthly to torture myself! :) As we were walking, we noticed a little white butterfly following us. It was odd for different reasons; the area was more city than anything with little flowers, and it was dead of winter. But here was this butterfly, following us. My companion laughed, and said in the beautiful spanish I have come to love, "See God loves us. It will get better." We saw a woman approach and decided to contact her. We did so, but five minutes later upon rejection continued to walk. And here again was this little white butterfly, continuing to follow us. I learned an important lesson in that moment, that no matter the difficulty of life, God knows us and understands. That He is aware of each of our moments and that He will allow small miracles to reasure us of our love for him. I smiled, thanked him in silent prayer, and watched as a few moments later the butterfly fluttered away and was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have pondered a lot on that experience in my mission during the past few weeks. I am increasingly grateful for faith and love that helps us to grow closer to our Heavenly Father and his son. I know that not only do they live, but they love us and wish only our success. They allow trials to stretch us and our faith, but never do they leave us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week has been great. I have gotten more jobs than I can keep up. That is a direct blessing of the Lord. DJ is not enjoying school immensely, but getting through it. We bought a house! We have till November 2 to get all the finalization done, and then move in Nov. 3rd! It is West Valley City in a quiet neighborhood. It is perfect for us and we are looking forward to having our own dwelling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Room: (not our stuff! from the viewing. and the doors have been replaced with nice two panel tan ones now)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391496564212650194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/StJxj02iUNI/AAAAAAAAAFI/NS9afHp5HUg/s400/IMG_0908.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391496588168671554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/StJxlOGGMUI/AAAAAAAAAFY/CRhBo4nWdck/s400/IMG_0919.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391496787132944066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/StJxwzS4DsI/AAAAAAAAAFg/04r0egnQr6w/s400/IMG_0910.JPG" /&gt;My mother in law has a small plaque at the kitchen sink with the popular saying, "When life gets to hard to stand, kneel." I know that as we turn to our Heavenly Father in all things, he will lift us up. I love the talk from Jeffrey R. Holland that quotes as follows, "He knows the way out and He knows the way up. He knows it because He has walked it. He knows the way because He is the way." I am grateful for that knowledge and peace in our life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362974694563552280-6539357035193431737?l=canarylinen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/feeds/6539357035193431737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-white-butterflies.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/6539357035193431737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362974694563552280/posts/default/6539357035193431737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canarylinen.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-white-butterflies.html' title='Little White Butterflies'/><author><name>D&amp;amp;C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160844925649942305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/Sqxxe9N0fLI/AAAAAAAAADs/ovtY6t96QgQ/S220/IMG_4026.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlWMsxFmmWg/StJxj02iUNI/AAAAAAAAAFI/NS9afHp5HUg/s72-c/IMG_0908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
