<?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-1381935842604965147</id><updated>2012-03-02T21:49:17.094-05:00</updated><category term='Silhouette'/><category term='Motherhood'/><category term='Declutter'/><category term='Book Report'/><category term='Quotes'/><category term='TV'/><category term='Home Office'/><category term='Morning Room'/><category term='Avery'/><category term='Thankful'/><category term='Fabric'/><category term='Family'/><category term='DIY'/><category term='Parenting'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Home Tour'/><category term='Spray Paint'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Brad'/><category term='Girls'/><category term='Wordy Wednesday'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Goals'/><category term='Family Room'/><category term='Olivia'/><category term='Five on Friday'/><category term='Before and After'/><category term='Dining Room'/><category term='Organization'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Recipe'/><category term='Riley'/><category term='Thrifting'/><category term='Five on Friday; Christmas'/><category term='Menu Monday'/><category term='Fall'/><category term='Disney'/><title type='text'>A Boy, His Girls, A Big Dog &amp; A House</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1030</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-596533201397246959</id><published>2012-03-02T21:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-02T21:37:03.823-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><title type='text'>Pump It Up Style: Avery Turns Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7C9bh7jgBUY/T1F-LGBffHI/AAAAAAAAIOQ/Kzq38hW4HL8/s1600/DSC_0134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7C9bh7jgBUY/T1F-LGBffHI/AAAAAAAAIOQ/Kzq38hW4HL8/s320/DSC_0134.JPG" uda="true" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Morning of Her Party&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I finally did it. I outsourced a Birthday party.&amp;nbsp;After Avery's 2nd Birthday, where we had 40+ people in our house and I attempted to let 2 year olds decorate their own cupcakes, I decided that it was time to outsource Avery's 3rd Birthday Party.&amp;nbsp; Olivia is still talking about having hers at home and with it being during the Summer it doesn't bother me too much, sure it is more work, but we love a good reason to throw a Summer Bash so we don't mind at all. But with a Winter Birthday, the weather usually isn't on your side and you have to plan to be inside, so this year we hosted Avery's Birthday Party at Pump It Up. &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="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s4gmdSvN9ys/T1F-Z7IO5FI/AAAAAAAAIOY/Imx8A8OOuTI/s1600/DSC_0138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s4gmdSvN9ys/T1F-Z7IO5FI/AAAAAAAAIOY/Imx8A8OOuTI/s320/DSC_0138.JPG" uda="true" width="320" /&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;When you outsource a party you are able to cut way back on the theme if you so choose, because you can get away with using the paper products they provide and you don't have to worry about decorating their party room a crazy amount, so I didn't end up putting much effort into a theme. I found a thank you note I loved, had Graham whip up a cake to tie it all together and ended up putting little favor bags together with the central favor being a Tribute Donation to St. Jude Children's Research Hospital. &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/-i08n0jMBHu8/T1F-528zKqI/AAAAAAAAIOg/2t1DrppUWcw/s1600/DSC_0124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i08n0jMBHu8/T1F-528zKqI/AAAAAAAAIOg/2t1DrppUWcw/s320/DSC_0124.JPG" uda="true" width="320" /&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;I am very torn about favors, I like to make them personal and special, I loved the buckets for Olivia's party last year, but this year I just couldn't come up with anything uber creative, so I decided instead of fill a bag full of junk (my beauties live for the junk they get at other parties, in fact they talk about "goodie bags" non-stop), I would put bags together and include a thing of Play-Doh for each kid, the Tribute Donation Card (with a Smartie), Fruit Snacks and a cute Lollipop.&amp;nbsp; My beauties wouldn't let me skip favors all together, but I am glad that I was able to work the Tribute Donation into the mix. I need to start giving Olivia's favors some thought now, I am not very creative. &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="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MTrPhN4mFw0/T1F_34f4mQI/AAAAAAAAIOo/GTRLtQFNWGM/s1600/DSC_0193.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MTrPhN4mFw0/T1F_34f4mQI/AAAAAAAAIOo/GTRLtQFNWGM/s320/DSC_0193.JPG" uda="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://richmondcakes.com/"&gt;Cakes By Graham&lt;/a&gt; did an amazing job with this cake.&amp;nbsp; The thank you note I found on Vistaprint set the tone and this cake is exactly what I wanted. Something simple, yet fun, with bright colors, but not super theme-y. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cMg0DT8dUbc/T1GAaRoPzwI/AAAAAAAAIOw/sxR2JuzwRM4/s1600/DSC_0196.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cMg0DT8dUbc/T1GAaRoPzwI/AAAAAAAAIOw/sxR2JuzwRM4/s320/DSC_0196.JPG" uda="true" width="320" /&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;The kids had a blast bouncing round Pump It Up for a few hours, the Parents loved that their kids were getting all their sillies out and most Parents commented that their kiddos slept great that night! &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="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-btkFropKjUM/T1GBEyvHnBI/AAAAAAAAIO4/ht4zLB3_2qQ/s1600/DSC_0177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-btkFropKjUM/T1GBEyvHnBI/AAAAAAAAIO4/ht4zLB3_2qQ/s320/DSC_0177.JPG" uda="true" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Olivia, Avery &amp;amp; Alyssa (not following the one at a time rule - ha!)&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/-PcFa1m9ilGU/T1GBZTf-a2I/AAAAAAAAIPA/duioA6YpotI/s1600/DSC_0150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PcFa1m9ilGU/T1GBZTf-a2I/AAAAAAAAIPA/duioA6YpotI/s320/DSC_0150.JPG" uda="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Girls and I (not following the rules - whoops)&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/-OJdzpjoUjiU/T1GBmMB5lqI/AAAAAAAAIPI/tu5puNQ_W_w/s1600/DSC_0174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OJdzpjoUjiU/T1GBmMB5lqI/AAAAAAAAIPI/tu5puNQ_W_w/s320/DSC_0174.JPG" uda="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There is a whole slew of shots like this - it just cracks me up to see their bodies flying all over the place&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/-S4BID0Kd-7Y/T1GB9BORVFI/AAAAAAAAIPQ/ANRm2D4cr1E/s1600/DSC_0187.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S4BID0Kd-7Y/T1GB9BORVFI/AAAAAAAAIPQ/ANRm2D4cr1E/s320/DSC_0187.JPG" uda="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All the kiddos for a group photo - trying to get 40 eyes to focus on the camera is too much to ask&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/-ql7XkV6d1gY/T1GCLhmXinI/AAAAAAAAIPY/TGdXvyw5GPs/s1600/DSC_0199.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ql7XkV6d1gY/T1GCLhmXinI/AAAAAAAAIPY/TGdXvyw5GPs/s320/DSC_0199.JPG" uda="true" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoying Cake &amp;amp; Snacks&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: left;"&gt;﻿Pump It Up took care of everything, which was VERY nice. All I had to do was bring the favors, cake, candles and snacks and they took care of the drinks, balloons and would have provided the ice cream and pizza if we had opted in for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/-o1uWZ0SNGLA/T1GCqKyb-vI/AAAAAAAAIPg/Z8kpKnehjm0/s1600/DSC_0202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o1uWZ0SNGLA/T1GCqKyb-vI/AAAAAAAAIPg/Z8kpKnehjm0/s320/DSC_0202.JPG" uda="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Avery loved blowing out her candles - I sure hope she made a good wish, I love this photo, you can see her puffing out her cheeks to blow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/-D5XWiOqUrcs/T1GC-q-EeeI/AAAAAAAAIPo/7pIduHtYRuw/s1600/DSC_0212.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D5XWiOqUrcs/T1GC-q-EeeI/AAAAAAAAIPo/7pIduHtYRuw/s320/DSC_0212.JPG" uda="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The only downside to Pump It Up, is that Avery wanted to open her presents there, I didn't pay attention to what she was opening and the staff insisted on keeping the gift log, well they didn't capture enough detail and mismatched a few gifts with gift givers, so I am fairly certain that my thank you notes were not the most accurate - sorry about that. &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-596533201397246959?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/596533201397246959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=596533201397246959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/596533201397246959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/596533201397246959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/03/pump-it-up-style-avery-turns-three.html' title='Pump It Up Style: Avery Turns Three'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7C9bh7jgBUY/T1F-LGBffHI/AAAAAAAAIOQ/Kzq38hW4HL8/s72-c/DSC_0134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-2071992621424897642</id><published>2012-03-01T19:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-01T19:57:49.383-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><title type='text'>Two Sides of a Coin....</title><content type='html'>And just like every coin has two sides, our dear Avery has two sides too...(she actually has more, but this is a good contrast)&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/-SCeq_1yW4Yk/T1AZyFWomeI/AAAAAAAAIOA/z7LCWlCLKRk/s1600/IMG_0608.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SCeq_1yW4Yk/T1AZyFWomeI/AAAAAAAAIOA/z7LCWlCLKRk/s400/IMG_0608.JPG" uda="true" width="308" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bedtime Battle Avery&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E-ji_WlBzoo/T1AZ9AsEiII/AAAAAAAAIOI/-NVTfhlpN-w/s1600/IMG_0612.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E-ji_WlBzoo/T1AZ9AsEiII/AAAAAAAAIOI/-NVTfhlpN-w/s400/IMG_0612.JPG" uda="true" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Birthday Beauty Avery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While there are times I wish I could control which side of the Avery we land on, I am so very&amp;nbsp;beyond thankful that I get her that it doesn't really matter if I get her head or her tail, I will take her anyway I can get her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-2071992621424897642?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/2071992621424897642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=2071992621424897642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/2071992621424897642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/2071992621424897642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/03/two-sides-of-coin.html' title='Two Sides of a Coin....'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SCeq_1yW4Yk/T1AZyFWomeI/AAAAAAAAIOA/z7LCWlCLKRk/s72-c/IMG_0608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-3361651009384254898</id><published>2012-03-01T12:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-01T12:08:29.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Little Man...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8p-Ju2yNkc/T0-poKz4-BI/AAAAAAAAINw/nrfV1Kknnzg/s1600/417647_10150688794566368_587676367_11630480_842914413_n.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8p-Ju2yNkc/T0-poKz4-BI/AAAAAAAAINw/nrfV1Kknnzg/s400/417647_10150688794566368_587676367_11630480_842914413_n.jpeg" uda="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing the littlest Harrington...Jaxon Carl, son of Adam and Kearstin, and&amp;nbsp;little brother of Jayden. &amp;nbsp; He joined this wild and crazy world last night at 9:58pm, weighing in at 8.5lbs and measuring 22 inches in length. Kearstin and Jaxon are both doing well and everyone is thrilled to meet this little guy considering he was a week late. (&lt;em&gt;Everyone would have been thrilled had he come on time too, but you know what I mean)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is times like these that I miss being at home with my dear friends, I miss being able to rush to the hospital and get my paws on him, wrap my arms around his Dad and admire his Moms strength. But I am celebrating this joyous occasion from the 804 and can't get this smile off my face.&amp;nbsp; The girls were very excited. Last night we sent Kear a "GOOD LUCK" video and this morning Avery sent an "I like Baby Jax" video, Avery also pretended to birth her monkey this morning...evidence below. &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/-CdE6WEeKHog/T0-s1psj8QI/AAAAAAAAIN4/O8nLDJfkndk/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CdE6WEeKHog/T0-s1psj8QI/AAAAAAAAIN4/O8nLDJfkndk/s400/photo.JPG" uda="true" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I couldn't love the Harrington Family more, and I am pumped that I now have another little one to adore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-3361651009384254898?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/3361651009384254898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=3361651009384254898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/3361651009384254898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/3361651009384254898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/03/welcome-little-man.html' title='Welcome Little Man...'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8p-Ju2yNkc/T0-poKz4-BI/AAAAAAAAINw/nrfV1Kknnzg/s72-c/417647_10150688794566368_587676367_11630480_842914413_n.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-1786919276640720126</id><published>2012-02-27T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-27T23:22:59.833-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><title type='text'>A Chest Bump for Me</title><content type='html'>Patience sure as heck is a virtue, one that I seriously need to put a radical amount of energy into improving/increasing, but tonight I made myself proud. I would have chest bumped myself if I could figure out a way to do it.&amp;nbsp; While at Megs Baby Shower (more on that later) we all chatted a bit about our challenges as Parents and it is no secret that getting Avery to bed at a reasonable hour and getting her to stay in her bed is at the top of my "Need to work on" lists. So tonight I took some advice from one of the Mom's there. After about 30 minutes of reading in the hallway, I got up, went downstairs and let Riley outside.&amp;nbsp; Avery followed me downstairs, I calmly picked her up, brought her back to her bed, kissed her head, told her I loved her and proceeded to walk back out of her room.&amp;nbsp; She quietly put her head down and went to sleep...NOT. Not even close, but the good news is, I never raised my voice, didn't threaten to "spank her bum" and got some exercise.&amp;nbsp; The exercise you ask? How did I get some exercise? Oh, that is easy, because I walked to and from my room and up and down the stairs 11 times.&amp;nbsp; Every time she made her way out of her room in search of me, I would pick her up, hold her tight, place her back in her bed, kiss her head and remind her that I loved her.&amp;nbsp; The second to last time I told her if she left her room again I would have to close her door because she needed her sleep and all this getting up was cutting into her sleep time.&amp;nbsp; She came out one more time, so when I put her back in her bed, I closed the door on my way out and she went to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True story, no jokes this time around, she fussed for a split second and then was out, the door is still closed, and Riley is downstairs on the couch while I am upstairs in bed, both of which NEVER happen. (her door is never closed and Riley is never downstairs without me)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any bets on whether we can reduce the trips back to her bed down to 10 tomorrow night?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-1786919276640720126?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/1786919276640720126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=1786919276640720126' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/1786919276640720126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/1786919276640720126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/02/chest-bump-for-me.html' title='A Chest Bump for Me'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-6140313870802816346</id><published>2012-02-24T09:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-24T09:15:01.526-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five on Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><title type='text'>Five on Friday: 5 Things About Avery</title><content type='html'>In honor of Avery's Third Birthday I thought it would be fun to document the 5 things that come to mind when I think of Avery&amp;nbsp;at this age&amp;nbsp;and the 5 things I don't want to forget when I look back at this moment in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dxK6sJ-KgJQ/T0b1OwCe-II/AAAAAAAAINQ/rPsFHk6eoeQ/s1600/IMG_0511.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dxK6sJ-KgJQ/T0b1OwCe-II/AAAAAAAAINQ/rPsFHk6eoeQ/s400/IMG_0511.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;b&gt;"A-V-R-Y -that's my name, me smell my name, A-V-R-Y"&lt;/b&gt; - Olivia has recently become a big speller of names.&amp;nbsp; She can spell at the kids names in her class and walks around spelling her own name like its a verse in her favorite song, so of course, monkey see, monkey do, Avery has joined in the spelling fun.&amp;nbsp; When she sees the letter A on anything, from a street sign to the brand name in my shoes, she thinks she is seeing her name, because she knows it starts with the letter A, but beyond that the letters are basically Greek to her, so when we ask her to spell her name, she rattles it off quickly and usually omits the E, but then goes on to say "that's my name, me smell my name" instead of "me spell my name", its adorable and I smile just thinking about her little voice saying those words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2v0RZJ4260/T0BsTSF0bKI/AAAAAAAAIKI/9MigBqMGoVU/s1600/GLOBALPOP-00000852.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2v0RZJ4260/T0BsTSF0bKI/AAAAAAAAIKI/9MigBqMGoVU/s400/GLOBALPOP-00000852.jpeg" width="263" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Snacks at 6:30am&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- the second she wakes up she is talking about food. Usually I get an ear full at bedtime about her tummy not being full, but often times it is just a stall tactic, she isn't hungry, but being that this child isn't a big meal eater, it is likely that some nights she does go to bed hungry and of course then, wakes up starving, craving...wait for it....wait for it...what every 3 year old craves at 6:30am (&lt;i&gt;better than 4:45am, but don't be fooled, the craving was the same at 4:45am as well)...&lt;/i&gt;Fruit Snacks, always 2 packages, Peanut Butter Crackers (picture the pre-made packages of 6 peanut butter crackers), Fruit Loops (&lt;i&gt;the entire box, and a big one)&lt;/i&gt; and sometimes she craves a rather normal breakfast food, like a Fiber One bar or a Special K Fruit Crisp, but not often, almost always I find empty Fruit Snack wrappers in our bed.&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/-p-ncCeHmV3Q/T0b2l3Ofj7I/AAAAAAAAINY/7xYBri-mFkA/s1600/DSC00231.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p-ncCeHmV3Q/T0b2l3Ofj7I/AAAAAAAAINY/7xYBri-mFkA/s400/DSC00231.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Disney - December 2011 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;b&gt;Mommy's Girl&lt;/b&gt; - I like to think that I have a close relationship with both of my beauties, but when we are talking about physical closeness I think that Avery takes the cake.&amp;nbsp;We joke that if it was possible, she might attempt to crawl back into my womb.&amp;nbsp; I wouldn't be telling the whole story if I didn't share that at times its exhausting and very frustrating that Brad can't help her do simple things, or that Brad can't hold her when she needs to be held, I walk in after working a full day and I immediately have a toddler on my hip, but when I take a step back and think about how quickly these days go by, I find myself holding her a little tighter and asking her to come sit with me when we are watching TV on the couch, her days of needing her Mommy are likely numbered (&lt;i&gt;in her mind of course, we all know that us gals all need ours Moms, far beyond our youth&lt;/i&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/-HJr_MepsC3E/T0b3OWdQhNI/AAAAAAAAINg/1aDDr0IVq3s/s1600/DSC_0042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HJr_MepsC3E/T0b3OWdQhNI/AAAAAAAAINg/1aDDr0IVq3s/s400/DSC_0042.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;b&gt;Me Do It Myself&amp;nbsp;vs. Mommy Do It - &lt;/b&gt;Avery is very&amp;nbsp;torn between being&amp;nbsp;independent and being super duper needy. But not just needy for everyone, needy for Mommy.&amp;nbsp; And you never know which Avery you are going to get: Little Miss Independent (shout out to Kelly Clarkson) or Little Miss "I can't do a thing for myself, including climb on the potty and tinkle".&amp;nbsp;One minute she is begging you to help her get her socks on, and then next second you are attempting to help her with her shoes and she is swatting them out of your hands screaming "Me Do It Myself". This is likely very driven by her age, but I imagine Avery's light switch changes are a little extreme, heck, it keeps us on our toes. And sometimes she changes her mind, for example, if she asks me to help her get dressed, I help her and then she changes her mind and wants to do it herself, she will proceed to remove all her clothes, stand there naked, scream "Me Do It Myself" and then will dress herself again. But often times the redressing part requires her to examine every single article of clothing in her dresser JUST to make sure she is satisfied with the outlet she is about to place on her body. &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/-E7JHgbc1izM/T0b3bJ_uGTI/AAAAAAAAINo/_Juo_7Fd0tg/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E7JHgbc1izM/T0b3bJ_uGTI/AAAAAAAAINo/_Juo_7Fd0tg/s400/DSC_0019.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;b&gt;Brad: "No Running Avery" Avery: "Me hopping, me not running" or "me skipping Daddy, me not running". &lt;/b&gt;Her teachers have warned us that she is a rather bright bulb, and this child is very good at pushing those buttons, skirting around the scolding, and a perfect example is when you tell her to stop running, she will quickly respond, grin on her face&amp;nbsp;with "Me skipping, me not running".&amp;nbsp; Or when you tell her to get ready in the morning, and you find her reading books in Olivia's room..."What are you doing, I thought I told you to get ready?". Avery: "me getting ready...to read books". You teeter between laughter and wanting to wallop her adorable little tush. Most of the time it cracks me up,&amp;nbsp; she is a witty little girl that Avery Emerson Turner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-6140313870802816346?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/6140313870802816346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=6140313870802816346' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6140313870802816346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6140313870802816346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/02/five-on-friday-5-things-about-avery.html' title='Five on Friday: 5 Things About Avery'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dxK6sJ-KgJQ/T0b1OwCe-II/AAAAAAAAINQ/rPsFHk6eoeQ/s72-c/IMG_0511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-1065922505140661913</id><published>2012-02-24T07:45:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-24T08:03:26.883-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><title type='text'>Avery at 3 Years Old</title><content type='html'>As the clock strikes 1:53pm we will begin celebrating Avery's third birthday. Our little beauty is a fireball, she keeps us on our toes and she is a thrill a minute.&amp;nbsp;She is funny and smart.&amp;nbsp; She is full of energy and exhausting.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Avery isn't a&amp;nbsp;very good listener but the frustration with her poor listening skills fades away when she tucks her head into your shoulder, in fact, the instant she tucks her head and wraps her legs around your waist all of your&amp;nbsp;worries fade away, her cuddling powers are&amp;nbsp;just that, powerful!&amp;nbsp;Avery loves fruit snacks and loathes brushing her teeth, a cavity just waiting to happen.&amp;nbsp; She can take down an entire box of Fruit Loops in a single week, yet getting this child to eat a vegetable is likely going to remain on the to-do list until she&amp;nbsp;earns her college diploma. Our lives are richer because she is our daughter, she reminds me daily just how powerful unconditional love is, and reflecting on her introduction to the world gives me pause, just enough to thank my lucky stars each and everyday I get to battle with her at bedtime.&amp;nbsp; Because without that perspective I might forget how thankful I really am to have a little spitfire to fuss at 35 times a night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZPiugkD6UJ8/T0bd5cHx53I/AAAAAAAAIMY/VgLyU0gNBGY/s1600/Avery1month.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" lda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZPiugkD6UJ8/T0bd5cHx53I/AAAAAAAAIMY/VgLyU0gNBGY/s320/Avery1month.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 Month Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your favorite color? Yellow (pronounced Lello) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your favorite toy? A baby T-Rex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is your favorite fruit? Peaches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your favorite tv show? Dora The Explorer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your favorite thing to eat for lunch? A Sandwich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q0pKVFj7Hz0/T0beChToX2I/AAAAAAAAIMg/OXzBfBWky_U/s1600/Avery1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" lda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q0pKVFj7Hz0/T0beChToX2I/AAAAAAAAIMg/OXzBfBWky_U/s400/Avery1.jpeg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 Year Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite outfit? A dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is your favorite game? BINGO was his NAME-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your favorite snack? Fruit Snacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is your favorite animal? A Monkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is your favorite song? Hark The Herald Angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What is your favorite book? Dora Books&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/-MIY2K8wYRjs/T0bzMgEIG5I/AAAAAAAAINA/JRtM3vlUiKI/s1600/DSC_0010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MIY2K8wYRjs/T0bzMgEIG5I/AAAAAAAAINA/JRtM3vlUiKI/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Two Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;12. Who is your best friend? Mommy (&lt;i&gt;be still my beating heart!!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your favorite cereal? "The Tiger Cereal" (Frosted Flakes) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is your favorite thing to do outside? Play&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; Swing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is your favorite drink? Milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is your favorite holiday? Trick or Treat day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What do you like to take to bed with you at night? Books, Lamby &amp;amp; Monkey&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/-ePRtsoUA934/T0b0br1VnYI/AAAAAAAAINI/SZlt4Q4tec0/s1600/IMG_0372.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ePRtsoUA934/T0b0br1VnYI/AAAAAAAAINI/SZlt4Q4tec0/s400/IMG_0372.JPG" width="308" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Almost Three Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your favorite thing to eat for breakfast? Waffles &amp;amp; Pancakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you want for dinner on your birthday? Birthday Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What do you want to be when you grow up? "This Tall" - picture her holding her hands up to the sky...., precious answer don't you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-1065922505140661913?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/1065922505140661913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=1065922505140661913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/1065922505140661913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/1065922505140661913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/02/avery-at-3-years-old.html' title='Avery at 3 Years Old'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZPiugkD6UJ8/T0bd5cHx53I/AAAAAAAAIMY/VgLyU0gNBGY/s72-c/Avery1month.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-2146502504697111978</id><published>2012-02-22T14:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-22T14:09:40.405-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><title type='text'>We are having a PARTY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our little one is almost three...can you believe it? Friday is the big day, and Saturday we will 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/-eULIARVMtgo/T0U8enRw56I/AAAAAAAAIMQ/fE3T_8aqBoo/s1600/Avery3rdFINALALT.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" lda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eULIARVMtgo/T0U8enRw56I/AAAAAAAAIMQ/fE3T_8aqBoo/s640/Avery3rdFINALALT.jpg" width="512" /&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;And of course this cute as a button invite was made possible by my uber talented gal pal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jeni from &lt;a href="http://www.jenidwyercreative.com/"&gt;Jeni Dwyer Creative. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-2146502504697111978?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/2146502504697111978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=2146502504697111978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/2146502504697111978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/2146502504697111978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/02/we-are-having-party.html' title='We are having a PARTY'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eULIARVMtgo/T0U8enRw56I/AAAAAAAAIMQ/fE3T_8aqBoo/s72-c/Avery3rdFINALALT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-6484856424078456491</id><published>2012-02-22T11:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-22T11:26:58.762-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Report'/><title type='text'>Book Report: A Wedding in December</title><content type='html'>I have had this book on a shelf for what feels like years, and I had been stuck on page 37 for at least 2, now that my darling Avery gives me a good 60-90 minutes of reading most nights I figured it was about time that I finished this one up.&amp;nbsp; I ended up having to start over because it had been too long and I didn't want to miss some context that might be necessary to put the rest of the story together. &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/-Xk-r66fmgxc/T0BldAbGIbI/AAAAAAAAIKA/AUHBAr-4Ifo/s1600/14963.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xk-r66fmgxc/T0BldAbGIbI/AAAAAAAAIKA/AUHBAr-4Ifo/s400/14963.jpg" width="266" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Wedding-December-Anita-Shreve/dp/B000JGWDZK/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1329620225&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;A Wedding in December&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by Anita Shreve (don't forget, Bargain Pricing on Amazon right now, only $5.98) is a well written story about a group of forty-somethings who reunite at an inn in Western Massachusettes (holla!) for a classmates wedding.&amp;nbsp; Many of them had not seen each other in 27 years.&amp;nbsp; It hits home a bit considering my 15 year high school reunion is scheduled for Labor Day, also in Western Massachusettes&amp;nbsp;and I missed our 10 year reunion because I was very pregnant with Olivia and couldn't travel, so I too haven't seen several of my classmates in a solid 15 years, (&lt;em&gt;not quite 27, but you get the point&lt;/em&gt;). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed this book, but note that I didn't say I loved it.&amp;nbsp; I had a hard time picturing the characters, at certain points I thought I had them figured out, a picture of them in my mind, and others I was starting from scratch again, so it was somewhat difficult to get into the story, I love creating an image of the characters so that it plays out in my head like a movie while I soak in the words on the pages. But with that said I am going to give this author another shot, (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Pilots-Wife-Anita-Shreve/dp/0316788228/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1329927986&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;The Pilot's Wife&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) while I couldn't picture the characters physically, I did find myself getting to know them well, their voices were descriptive of their personalities and I came to count on certain characters for certain reactions and while I find myself attracted to chic-lit, this author makes me feel like an adult, and every now and then that is probably a good thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-6484856424078456491?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/6484856424078456491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=6484856424078456491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6484856424078456491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6484856424078456491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/02/book-report-wedding-in-december.html' title='Book Report: A Wedding in December'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xk-r66fmgxc/T0BldAbGIbI/AAAAAAAAIKA/AUHBAr-4Ifo/s72-c/14963.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-2453958512628934802</id><published>2012-02-21T08:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-21T08:07:00.735-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia'/><title type='text'>A High-Five Gone Wrong</title><content type='html'>The mornings are always rushed around here, no matter what time I get in the shower or Olivia wakes up, we are always going 100 mph in the mornings, just seems to be the nature of the beast, I need to work on slowing it down a bit because when school hits in September I want the mornings to feel routine and calm, not frenzied and crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AuBOyPaOnTg/T0CE9esct_I/AAAAAAAAIKo/Kugcae5ha_8/s1600/DSC00263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AuBOyPaOnTg/T0CE9esct_I/AAAAAAAAIKo/Kugcae5ha_8/s400/DSC00263.JPG" width="300" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Disney - December 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad was out of town one day last week, so it was just the girls and I getting ready. Imagine me running around, sans work attire, fresh out of the shower, hair in a towel, partially dressed standing in the bathroom, the girls are on&amp;nbsp;our bed watching TV. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avery:&lt;/strong&gt; (coming into the bathroom) Mommy, LaLa hit me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; (looking out into the bedroom for Olivia) Olivia, did you hit her? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olivia:&lt;/strong&gt; (giving it some thought), well....I tried to give her a high-five...but I missed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; (instant smile, but can't laugh out loud just yet, need to see how Avery reacts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avery:&lt;/strong&gt; high-five on hands, not on backs, LaLa (and she stressed the Lala part like she was channeling Peewee Herman) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; (huge amounts of laughter are now spilling out of my torso, and I can't help myself)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-2453958512628934802?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/2453958512628934802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=2453958512628934802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/2453958512628934802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/2453958512628934802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/02/high-five-gone-wrong.html' title='A High-Five Gone Wrong'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AuBOyPaOnTg/T0CE9esct_I/AAAAAAAAIKo/Kugcae5ha_8/s72-c/DSC00263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-4706374058655219840</id><published>2012-02-20T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T16:39:20.768-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Menu Monday'/><title type='text'>Menu Monday: Banana Bread</title><content type='html'>Olivia is a HUGE fan of all breads, Banana, Pumpkin, Zucchini, Cheesy -&amp;nbsp;you name it, she loves it.&amp;nbsp; So when I spotted the rather ripe bananas on the counter I knew that it was a layup, put produce to good use and make my 4 year olds day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4yAyfRmqAxI/T0K84Ro7H_I/AAAAAAAAIMI/sXTHSWbpcfs/s1600/IMG_0586.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4yAyfRmqAxI/T0K84Ro7H_I/AAAAAAAAIMI/sXTHSWbpcfs/s400/IMG_0586.JPG" width="300" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to pass on the&lt;strong&gt; Joy of Cooking&lt;/strong&gt; recipe that I have remained loyal to for several years and ventured out into the world wide web to the always fruitful Allrecipes.com where I found the recipe for &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/recipe/cathys-banana-bread/detail.aspx"&gt;Cathy's Banana Bread. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HBkk_kSc9po/T0K8qv_jGWI/AAAAAAAAIMA/Q6G3l-mlVwI/s1600/IMG_0585.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HBkk_kSc9po/T0K8qv_jGWI/AAAAAAAAIMA/Q6G3l-mlVwI/s400/IMG_0585.JPG" width="300" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Brown Sugar Mixture &amp;amp; Banana Mixture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a few adjustments to the recipe based on some of the reviews I read and it seems to be a big hit in the Turner Household. I substituted 1 cup of white sugar for 1 cup of light brown sugar, used reduced fat sour cream&amp;nbsp;and also threw in a few shakes of cinnamon for good measure (and some sweet spice).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I could have made some additional adjustments to cut some calories, and might consider them next time, such as applesauce instead of margarine and egg beaters instead of 2 eggs. And wouldn't you know it, I forgot to snap a photo before the 2 loaf pans went in the oven and one loaf is already gone!! Next time I will take a photo of the finished product.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-4706374058655219840?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/4706374058655219840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=4706374058655219840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/4706374058655219840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/4706374058655219840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/02/menu-monday-banana-bread.html' title='Menu Monday: Banana Bread'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4yAyfRmqAxI/T0K84Ro7H_I/AAAAAAAAIMI/sXTHSWbpcfs/s72-c/IMG_0586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-4691027224776923474</id><published>2012-02-20T15:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T15:49:26.081-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thrifting'/><title type='text'>A day of thrifting fun...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XdFaiAjbgts/T0KvZ5IBjgI/AAAAAAAAIK4/lGZ0R-br6RM/s1600/IMG_0524.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XdFaiAjbgts/T0KvZ5IBjgI/AAAAAAAAIK4/lGZ0R-br6RM/s400/IMG_0524.JPG" width="300" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;One of the random things I spotted at Love of Jesus Thrift Store - I think I might have snorted at first sight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I am sad to report no finds for this thifting gal, Molly however did manage to snag a kids craft table and two chairs (&lt;em&gt;I am patting myself on the back just a bit since I spotted them for her&lt;/em&gt;).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&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/-QRxG8rsdnmc/T0Kv4jDj27I/AAAAAAAAILI/1WAnMn-08G0/s1600/IMG_0525.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QRxG8rsdnmc/T0Kv4jDj27I/AAAAAAAAILI/1WAnMn-08G0/s400/IMG_0525.JPG" width="400" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Stop #1 - Midlothian Turnpike - interesting spot to say the least&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly gave me the idea to capture all of our adventures on "film", so I attempted to take photos of some of the places we went and some of the more interesting finds I came across. &lt;br /&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/-IVgLax2hKHI/T0KwDNrX4eI/AAAAAAAAILQ/dMpyecXev4s/s1600/IMG_0527.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IVgLax2hKHI/T0KwDNrX4eI/AAAAAAAAILQ/dMpyecXev4s/s400/IMG_0527.JPG" width="300" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We need to frequent this place, their photos on FB tell me that it is just a matter of time before we score big here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/-4oNYLIvI-1Q/T0KvpWbc8YI/AAAAAAAAILA/n-Hs6Bxtff8/s1600/IMG_0528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4oNYLIvI-1Q/T0KvpWbc8YI/AAAAAAAAILA/n-Hs6Bxtff8/s400/IMG_0528.JPG" width="300" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;How funny are these chairs? We saw them at Diversity Thrift, they must have had 50 of them - we thought they were teeny tiny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Several weeks ago we decided that we needed a day to ourselves, a day to take our time and browse the thrift and consignment stores throughout the Richmond Metro Area. We are always amazed by the finds people stumble across in blog land and even more so inspired by the ones our blog pal &lt;a href="http://www.richmondthrifter.blogspot.com/"&gt;Richmond Thrifter&lt;/a&gt; seems to uncover, so we figured we owed it to ourselves to take a day and thrift until our hearts were content. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s1rUzRjGJNc/T0KwPxMQwbI/AAAAAAAAILY/BGQxmzwQgm0/s1600/IMG_0526.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s1rUzRjGJNc/T0KwPxMQwbI/AAAAAAAAILY/BGQxmzwQgm0/s400/IMG_0526.JPG" width="300" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mostly clothes, not likely to return here for thrifting, but we did see a few PBK crib sets here in case folks are in the market. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did decide after the second stop that key to thrifting is likely being consistent and a regular thrifter, the occasional stop at a Goodwill here and there isn't likely going to score you the big ones! Oh well, we will get better at it, we had a blast so we are going to make it our goal to do it at least once every few months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p4cvCHJO9xA/T0KwfA7IgPI/AAAAAAAAILg/-mfhtKRa1rU/s1600/IMG_0529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p4cvCHJO9xA/T0KwfA7IgPI/AAAAAAAAILg/-mfhtKRa1rU/s400/IMG_0529.JPG" width="300" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mechanicsville - where Molly found the chairs!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started our morning at Panera for a little breakfast to fuel our thrifting energy, and then hit several stores before we broke for lunch, which was at Kitchen 64, which disappointed, sad to say. Molly had the worst plate of nachos we have ever encountered and my grilled cheese with bacon, which is usually good was ruined with soggy, undercooked bacon. WOOF.&amp;nbsp; We did enjoy each others company and our Diet Cokes were delicious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2om7UrDGCB8/T0Kuidj_4TI/AAAAAAAAIKw/nl0fqvQIs_c/s1600/IMG_0537.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2om7UrDGCB8/T0Kuidj_4TI/AAAAAAAAIKw/nl0fqvQIs_c/s320/IMG_0537.JPG" width="240" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only purchase were these super simple, yet classic glass knobs from Feathernesters.&amp;nbsp; They were under $3.00 each and I plan for them to spruce up the refinished armoire, which I hope to share with all of you this week.&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/-WWEEMuAevCM/T0Kw585_tEI/AAAAAAAAILo/ptlK3o2OltU/s1600/IMG_0532.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WWEEMuAevCM/T0Kw585_tEI/AAAAAAAAILo/ptlK3o2OltU/s400/IMG_0532.JPG" width="300" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Neat place, cute things...prices are all over the place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o-3T9Vbzdwk/T0KxGYLlQGI/AAAAAAAAILw/tOGqNN-1syw/s1600/IMG_0530.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o-3T9Vbzdwk/T0KxGYLlQGI/AAAAAAAAILw/tOGqNN-1syw/s400/IMG_0530.JPG" width="300" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I loved this Coat Hanger, but I wasn't sure where I would put it, so I didn't get it, but once we redo the Entry Way something like this just might have a home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxdGIyKYxhE/T0KxW8gY0PI/AAAAAAAAIL4/nX0HBZkQTOo/s1600/IMG_0531.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxdGIyKYxhE/T0KxW8gY0PI/AAAAAAAAIL4/nX0HBZkQTOo/s400/IMG_0531.JPG" width="300" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Scariest Award - what in the world is this frightful thing and who would buy it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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: left;"&gt;We stopped at a few Salvation Army stores too, but found their pricing to be all over the price, some of those fake wood bookshelf things you can buy at Wal-Mart for $20 were $30 at the Salvation Army, it was very confusing. And we also hit up Class &amp;amp; Trash, but no luck there either. There is always next time!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-4691027224776923474?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/4691027224776923474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=4691027224776923474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/4691027224776923474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/4691027224776923474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/02/day-of-thrifting-fun.html' title='A day of thrifting fun...'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XdFaiAjbgts/T0KvZ5IBjgI/AAAAAAAAIK4/lGZ0R-br6RM/s72-c/IMG_0524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-6608735911745757624</id><published>2012-02-19T00:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-19T00:06:42.815-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><title type='text'>Was that a Firetruck?</title><content type='html'>Quick funny Avery story before I head upstairs to bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WxcrzpsOnRw/T0CDMKyZ3zI/AAAAAAAAIKg/RALk2eX39-s/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WxcrzpsOnRw/T0CDMKyZ3zI/AAAAAAAAIKg/RALk2eX39-s/s400/photo.JPG" width="300" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poor Quality iPhone image, but in PJ's, so it sets the stage...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the setting: Avery is climbing into her bed, protesting, grunting and grumbling the entire way and as she reaches to pull herself up, she lets out a tiny little toot...I am sitting in the hallway in the doorway folding clothes, I immediately start to chuckle to myself, but I had no idea how funny the next few seconds were going to turn out to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avery: &lt;/strong&gt;What the heck was that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; (laughing harder now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brad:&lt;/strong&gt; (who is on the landing almost downstairs, clearly heard it) What was that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few seconds of silence goes by...but I am still laughing, just the silent laughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avery:&lt;/strong&gt; Hmmm, must have been a firetruck driving by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; (still laughing, still on the floor, but I now have tears streaming down my face I am laughing so hard). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This child is her father's daughter...if she had used the "I stepped on a frog" excuse I probably would have peed my pants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-6608735911745757624?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/6608735911745757624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=6608735911745757624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6608735911745757624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6608735911745757624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/02/was-that-firetruck.html' title='Was that a Firetruck?'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WxcrzpsOnRw/T0CDMKyZ3zI/AAAAAAAAIKg/RALk2eX39-s/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-4232624610008021715</id><published>2012-02-17T09:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T09:45:00.191-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five on Friday'/><title type='text'>Five on Friday: Things I have too many of</title><content type='html'>Random, I know. But there are just some things that I just find myself spending dollar after dollar on, now that I have children and can/need to&amp;nbsp;shop for them I have cut back quite a bit, but I still find myself drooling over certain things in stores...and these are things that you can use multiple of, but at one point in my life I needed to have a chat with myself about my obsessions, and I had to admit that I just had too many. &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/-FdPAzLevWk4/Tz157h2gitI/AAAAAAAAIJY/sBgamkt9sUM/s1600/Stila" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FdPAzLevWk4/Tz157h2gitI/AAAAAAAAIJY/sBgamkt9sUM/s320/Stila" width="320" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;strong&gt;Lip Gloss&lt;/strong&gt; - whether its fancy schmancy lip gloss or just regular ol' chapstick. I have an affinity to lip products.&amp;nbsp; I would have to say that Burts Bees is my favorite cheapstick brand out there, but believe you me, I have tried my fair share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pX9h93v8s8/Tz2eRDQEyPI/AAAAAAAAIJg/_9kn2bPmsxk/s1600/41L9QEqQD3L__SL500_AA300_.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pX9h93v8s8/Tz2eRDQEyPI/AAAAAAAAIJg/_9kn2bPmsxk/s320/41L9QEqQD3L__SL500_AA300_.jpeg" width="320" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000OZQB36/ref=oh_o00_s01_i00_details"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;Markers or Special Pens&lt;/strong&gt; - I would marry a Sharpie if I could. I love me some colorful markers. I would much rather write a thank you note in a special marker than a boring ol' Bic Pen. My most recent marker purchase was the Stabilo set shown above. I read about them on a blog and I procured them around the time that I bought my Life Planner from Erin Condren and they complimented each other PERFECTLY. &lt;br /&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/-SouULhb6BXI/Tz2fkNeDDVI/AAAAAAAAIJo/PVnVXLwOcdg/s1600/Life" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SouULhb6BXI/Tz2fkNeDDVI/AAAAAAAAIJo/PVnVXLwOcdg/s400/Life" width="348" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.erincondren.com/store/index.php?cPath=956"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;3) &lt;strong&gt;Calendars or Planners&lt;/strong&gt; - this one used to be far worse than it is now, actually these days I have tried to stick to a main calendar in the morning room to visually track family plans, a written weekly pad near the phone, my Outlook calendar&amp;nbsp;for work&amp;nbsp;and then of course my Life Planner, but back in the day I used to have a calendar in every single room, a desk planner on every flat surface in our home and I would transfer all plans and birthdays into each and every one - it was so small task, I would spend hours doing it. Now I try and keep as much as I can in my Outlook Calendar at work, and I use my Life Planner to keep me organized week to week. The other two are just visually nice, but don't serve a huge purpose, but my Mom sure does love to snoop on our wall calendar, she is always asking me about our plans several months in advance, sneaky lady. &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/-fr5xzg4OWg8/Tz2hyKGJo2I/AAAAAAAAIJw/vDTkw0qApck/s1600/tote" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fr5xzg4OWg8/Tz2hyKGJo2I/AAAAAAAAIJw/vDTkw0qApck/s400/tote" width="340" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vineyardvines.com/product__136188_____14698_13051"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;strong&gt;Purses &amp;amp; Tote Bags&lt;/strong&gt;- I know, I know, a girl can't have too many purses, but I have found a way to cut back just a little bit, I used to pick up every cute purse I saw at TJ Maxx or Marshalls, in college I had more Polo Sport purses than bras and these days my purse tastes are a little different, so I rarely procure my handbags from the TJ Maxx, but don't you fret, I sure do stroll through the aisles in the hopes I will find a gem in the rough.&amp;nbsp; On top of purses I just love bags, all sizes, tote bags, beach bags,&amp;nbsp;laptop bags, heck, I even love grocery bags. &amp;nbsp;I could probably order the Lands End/LL Bean Canvas Totes in every combination they offer, and I would find a way to monogram them all differently and they would be the key to organization in my home...that is if my husband wouldn't leave me. I believe the following phrase has come out of his mouth on more than one occasion "&lt;em&gt;Babe, if you bring another tote bag into this house we are going to have a serious conversation about whether this house is big enough for both me and the bags". &lt;/em&gt;In my defense, for a wedding present he gave me a tote bag from J.Crew with my new monogram on it- sweet huh? These days I am digging the bags from Vineyard Vines, but holy smokes they are a tad pricey, but classy nontheless. &lt;br /&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/-oFNvrDCwagk/Tz2k01ZnboI/AAAAAAAAIJ4/zkVxIVaPRfM/s1600/82494023_275_275.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oFNvrDCwagk/Tz2k01ZnboI/AAAAAAAAIJ4/zkVxIVaPRfM/s320/82494023_275_275.jpeg" width="295" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;strong&gt;Flats &amp;amp; Flip Flops&lt;/strong&gt; - I haven't done a good job on cutting back in this space just yet. I did however find myself purging several pairs of flip flops over the summer that I haven't worn since moving to Richmond almost 7 years ago, so while I have a few less pairs cluttering my closet, I have done a bang up job in the last week&amp;nbsp;filling their void with some adorable $14 flats from the Target in a variety of colors.&amp;nbsp; I seem to think that flip flops and flats aren't huge shoe committments, they are generally on the afforable side of the price scale and therefor I rationalize having several pairs, however I am starting to think that it might be time to invest in a solid pair of black flats. One of my friends at work has a pair of Tory Burch and I adore them, but I just haven't found the courage to bite the bullet on a purchase like that. The most I have ever spent on a pair of shoes is $138 (shown above), and actually I didn't spend it, they were a present from Brad one year for Christmas.&amp;nbsp; I adore these shoes, I get compliments on them all the time, but the white stripes got white and they are starting to stain and the backs are starting to fray a bit.&amp;nbsp; My favorite flip flops happen to be Rainbows, but I love all the cute ones from Lands End, &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://elizab.com/mm5/merchant.mvc?Screen=CTGY&amp;amp;Store_Code=EB&amp;amp;Category_Code=SAN"&gt;Eliza B&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;or &lt;a href="http://www.vineyardvines.com/category__14688_14688_____13051"&gt;Vineyard Vines.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-4232624610008021715?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/4232624610008021715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=4232624610008021715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/4232624610008021715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/4232624610008021715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/02/five-on-friday-things-i-have-too-many.html' title='Five on Friday: Things I have too many of'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FdPAzLevWk4/Tz157h2gitI/AAAAAAAAIJY/sBgamkt9sUM/s72-c/Stila' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-3724886217082868553</id><published>2012-02-15T14:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T14:10:30.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart Breaks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BQXh7Pxc-Mg/Tzv9YSO01FI/AAAAAAAAIJQ/JUcihQVgoFI/s1600/247758_2111151698950_1250367005_2612972_3691768_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BQXh7Pxc-Mg/Tzv9YSO01FI/AAAAAAAAIJQ/JUcihQVgoFI/s400/247758_2111151698950_1250367005_2612972_3691768_n.jpg" width="400" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cameron is the second from the left&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For two families in our community who suffered great losses this week.&amp;nbsp; The first is a sweet little girl,&amp;nbsp;Cameron in Olivia's Class. Cameron just turned 5 in early February and her Father passed away early this week, and her Mother isn't in her life.&amp;nbsp;When Brad called to tell me this morning after he dropped the girls off I got the worst case of chills all over my body, if I wasn't driving I probably would have had to stop what I was doing and sit down.&amp;nbsp; Granted, her Father is older, but I didn't know that he had been sick, and it turns out that the treatment was going well, this came somewhat out of the blue. My heart aches for Cameron and her sisters. I so badly hope that she is able to stay plugged into our Pre-School. I would happily contribute to keep Cameron there, pay for 1 week a month or something like that, keeping her in her normal routine has got to help to some degree...I just hate not knowing what is going to happen to her, and of course it makes me sad for Olivia.&amp;nbsp; I can imagine tonight Olivia will have some questions because they plan to tell the classes today.&amp;nbsp; What a tough subject. Right now she knows that when people die they go to Heaven, but the comprehension at 4 years old&amp;nbsp;of what that means is likely zip, zero, zilch. Heck, I struggle to comprehend it and I am almost 33 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the second, my dear friend Amy lost her friend Kelly this morning to a hard fought battle with Cancer (&lt;em&gt;Cancer Sucks, btw&lt;/em&gt;), and Kelly has two daughters and she was their sole care giver.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully Kelly's family is very supportive and can help with the girls, but I can't imagine being in 5th or 8th grade and growing up without my Mom. So tragic and so unfair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could, please keep these two families in your prayers as I can imagine the road ahead isn't certain and is likely going to be sad and scary for these young girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-3724886217082868553?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/3724886217082868553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=3724886217082868553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/3724886217082868553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/3724886217082868553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-heart-breaks.html' title='My Heart Breaks...'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BQXh7Pxc-Mg/Tzv9YSO01FI/AAAAAAAAIJQ/JUcihQVgoFI/s72-c/247758_2111151698950_1250367005_2612972_3691768_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-8459324018534747371</id><published>2012-02-15T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T09:00:02.543-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Report'/><title type='text'>Book Report: Fly Away Home</title><content type='html'>I am seriously on a roll, this whole reading every single night while Avery is trying to fall asleep (&lt;i&gt;me sitting on her floor, using the light from the hallway to illuminate my book just enough to bang out a few chapter&lt;/i&gt;s) is really helping me clip through these books I have been dying to finish for over a year.&amp;nbsp; I have one or two more "already started" books and then I will move on to my very full bookshelf, at this rate I will be needing some new books by Fall, exciting.&lt;br /&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/-Hsv6pUEBWso/Tzq0faE45xI/AAAAAAAAIJA/pQzDIfIZpzs/s1600/fly_away_home.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hsv6pUEBWso/Tzq0faE45xI/AAAAAAAAIJA/pQzDIfIZpzs/s400/fly_away_home.jpeg" width="262" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fly-Away-Home-Jennifer-Weiner/dp/0743294289/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1329247873&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Fly Away Home&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; by Jennifer Weiner is about a Senator's Wife who initially stands by her man after he cheats on her, her relationship with her two grown daughters, and in turn their relationships with each other. I think I was drawn to this book because I love stories like this, I love the TV Show The Good Wife that started out very similar, and I am (white I hate to hear they happen) fascinated with real life stories like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love to see change happen and see people embrace change. I am always frustrated by the phrase or mindset of &lt;em&gt;"You can't teach an old dog new tricks",&lt;/em&gt; and this book really shows&amp;nbsp;three grown&amp;nbsp;women taking the time to reexamine their lives and they all end up in radically different places than they started, and far happier than they ever imagined.&amp;nbsp; One of my favorite lines from the book goes something like "Sometimes you have to go through something hard to realize you might end up in a better spot after all is said and done" or something to that affect. I am sure I didn't nail it, and I am sure it was more powerful the way it was written, but you get the point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Up is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Wedding-December-Anita-Shreve/dp/B000JGWDZK/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1329247910&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;A Wedding in December&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by Anita Shreve and it just so happens to be a Bargain Book on Amazon.com - it is only $5.98 right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-8459324018534747371?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/8459324018534747371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=8459324018534747371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/8459324018534747371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/8459324018534747371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/02/book-report-fly-away-home.html' title='Book Report: Fly Away Home'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hsv6pUEBWso/Tzq0faE45xI/AAAAAAAAIJA/pQzDIfIZpzs/s72-c/fly_away_home.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-7701462530382792863</id><published>2012-02-14T13:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T13:13:57.782-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia'/><title type='text'>My Three Valentines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DaR4yUDyUHQ/TzqkRsRWMRI/AAAAAAAAII4/L8ZmueIqNug/s1600/DSC_0092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DaR4yUDyUHQ/TzqkRsRWMRI/AAAAAAAAII4/L8ZmueIqNug/s640/DSC_0092.JPG" width="640" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-7701462530382792863?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/7701462530382792863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=7701462530382792863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/7701462530382792863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/7701462530382792863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-three-valentines.html' title='My Three Valentines'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DaR4yUDyUHQ/TzqkRsRWMRI/AAAAAAAAII4/L8ZmueIqNug/s72-c/DSC_0092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-966784613359496926</id><published>2012-02-13T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T20:21:34.276-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia'/><title type='text'>Highway Robbery aka Build-a-Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-njNEkBdfc0U/TzbtAQcOFVI/AAAAAAAAIII/y8d0konpyxo/s1600/417208_3303631430198_1250367005_3498445_1765602800_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-njNEkBdfc0U/TzbtAQcOFVI/AAAAAAAAIII/y8d0konpyxo/s400/417208_3303631430198_1250367005_3498445_1765602800_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brad &amp;amp; Greene the Koala&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;My goodness, by the sounds of my friends posts on FB when I was venting about the prices, I should be thankful that we just purchased our first Build-a-Bears, and Olivia is 4.5 years old.&amp;nbsp; Some of my FB friends were commenting that they have between 10-40 of them in their homes, are these things like Beanie Babies? What in the world is the draw to these expensive stuffed friends? I am guessing its the dressing and "building" that reels the kiddos in and the smiles on their faces just acts as a wallet opener, so the cash starts flowing and the bears done sequin purses before you can catch onto what is going on. It all happened so fast and to be honest, it wasn't until I looked at the price tag on the shoes that I realized how expensive things were.&amp;nbsp; The bears themselves in my opinion are actually reasonably priced, it is all the accessories that really do you in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad's Parents were in town for the night to celebrate Avery's Birthday (&lt;i&gt;Brad's Dad is having Surgery this week and won't be able to come up to celebrate on her actual Birthday - please keep him in your thoughts &amp;amp; prayers this week&lt;/i&gt;) so we all packed up and hit Stony Point so the girls could Build-a-Bear.&amp;nbsp; I was not prepared for how this store has grown over the last 10 years. I don't think I have really been in one since I made one for Brad in 2002. (&lt;i&gt;for the record, it was cute and simple, and its name was Cakes, short for Babycake&lt;/i&gt;s)&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/-ijAI_a0__JM/Tzm2blyqnlI/AAAAAAAAIIg/IeECZcYH7eM/s1600/IMG_0555.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ijAI_a0__JM/Tzm2blyqnlI/AAAAAAAAIIg/IeECZcYH7eM/s400/IMG_0555.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took the girls a little while to decide on the actual "bear". Olivia spotted this purple one covered in peace signs and I instantly threw up in my mouth. Brad did a fantastic job (like medal worthy) of redirecting her to someone a little less stroke inducing.&amp;nbsp; Olivia ended up with a brown dog.&amp;nbsp; Avery was stuck on the huge penguin for quite some time until Brad's Mom casually introduced her to the Koala, which happened to have been the animal Diego saved last night, so it was an instant him and the penguin went back in the bin.&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/-oH1ebNQ_mRg/Tzm2UGkiunI/AAAAAAAAIIY/tSgdEGsPdDE/s1600/IMG_0561.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oH1ebNQ_mRg/Tzm2UGkiunI/AAAAAAAAIIY/tSgdEGsPdDE/s400/IMG_0561.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman who stuffed the bears did a great job with the girls, and when we told her we were celebrating Avery's Birthday early, we all picked hearts and put them in Avery's Koala - so this Koala has 6 hearts in it.&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/-rGyvqSnhd2s/Tzm2Ma5jG3I/AAAAAAAAIIQ/IKQGCApGk94/s1600/February+2012+-+IPHONE+Photos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rGyvqSnhd2s/Tzm2Ma5jG3I/AAAAAAAAIIQ/IKQGCApGk94/s400/February+2012+-+IPHONE+Photos.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always kick myself after Brad's Parents leave when I realize I haven't captured a shot of them with the girls - I need be better about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oloh3bCDaKw/Tzm2v1DSAiI/AAAAAAAAIIo/6-T1_qfzBEQ/s1600/IMG_0559.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oloh3bCDaKw/Tzm2v1DSAiI/AAAAAAAAIIo/6-T1_qfzBEQ/s400/IMG_0559.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we are stuffing Greene full of hearts...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The girls had a blast, despite the dent in our savings account (slight dramatization), and they are already asking when they can go back. My hope is we can hold them off until Olivia's Birthday, but there is no telling with these two beauties.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-966784613359496926?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/966784613359496926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=966784613359496926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/966784613359496926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/966784613359496926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/02/highway-robbery-aka-build-bear.html' title='Highway Robbery aka Build-a-Bear'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-njNEkBdfc0U/TzbtAQcOFVI/AAAAAAAAIII/y8d0konpyxo/s72-c/417208_3303631430198_1250367005_3498445_1765602800_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-6813708500190504403</id><published>2012-02-10T15:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T15:13:57.760-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five on Friday'/><title type='text'>Five on Friday: Jewelry Loves &amp; Wants</title><content type='html'>I am a rather large fan of jewelry, I like most of it, from the fun and colorful to the classic and preppy, you name it, I love it. (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;small lie, there are some pieces I see people rocking and I think to myself, who on God's Green Earth thought that was pretty enough to buy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;). And so I thought I would pick out the top 5 things I am loving right now in the wide world of jewelry. I could have gone nuts with this one, it was hard to pick just 5, but I contained myself, however it was NOT easy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nYKADQHWeSA/TzVDDyXyXbI/AAAAAAAAIHI/rJBqf4MF2ps/s1600/images1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nYKADQHWeSA/TzVDDyXyXbI/AAAAAAAAIHI/rJBqf4MF2ps/s320/images1.jpeg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1) &lt;a href="http://shop.stelladot.com/style/b2c_en_us/n191c.html"&gt;La Coco Rope Necklace&lt;/a&gt; - by Stella &amp;amp; Dot, this beauty is $59 and would spruce up and any outfit. I can imagine wearing it with Navy, Black, White, you name it, I think I could probably make it work and it would add a little cheer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NQd3z8Ax8zw/TzVpXvR7psI/AAAAAAAAIHY/D3LCo8-3exE/s1600/il_570xN.298693661.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NQd3z8Ax8zw/TzVpXvR7psI/AAAAAAAAIHY/D3LCo8-3exE/s320/il_570xN.298693661.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/89445254/tiffany-blue-rosette-bib-necklace-flower?ref=sr_gallery_30&amp;amp;sref=&amp;amp;ga_search_submit=&amp;amp;ga_search_query=Fabric+Rose+Necklace&amp;amp;ga_view_type=gallery&amp;amp;ga_ship_to=US&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_facet=handmade"&gt;Tiffany Blue Rosette Bib Necklace&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;- again, a very versatile piece, can be worn with almost any color under the sun, and could make a cute black dress fun and summery. And hold onto your seats, this beauty is only $18, and can be found on etsy.com - I have hyper linked it for your shopping pleasure. &lt;br /&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/-_669CjbDW5A/TzVrKoQgS6I/AAAAAAAAIHg/B508ZGEoa0s/s1600/il_570xN.274581957.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_669CjbDW5A/TzVrKoQgS6I/AAAAAAAAIHg/B508ZGEoa0s/s320/il_570xN.274581957.jpg" width="320" /&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3) &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/64170060/2-peas-in-a-pod-mommy-pendant-pea-pod?ref=sr_gallery_10&amp;amp;sref=&amp;amp;ga_search_submit=&amp;amp;ga_ref=auto&amp;amp;ga_search_query=2+peas+in+a+pod+necklace&amp;amp;ga_order=most_relevant&amp;amp;ga_ship_to=ZZ&amp;amp;ga_view_type=gallery&amp;amp;ga_search_type=all&amp;amp;ga_facet="&gt;Two Peas in a Pod&lt;/a&gt; pendant - this one makes me a tad sad to think about, and I am not certain I am at a place where I am ready to have Brad purchase this one for me (like how I worked that in there, &lt;em&gt;"have him purchase this for me"&lt;/em&gt; - ha!), because I am not 100% certain that our family is complete with two peas, but it is feeling more complete as the days go by, it still makes me sad.&amp;nbsp; I have seen these several places, but this one happens to be from etsy and is being sold for $56 buck-a-roos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/-hX-5zICRvzY/TzVxXmEgFGI/AAAAAAAAIH4/Y8FtERt_zCQ/s1600/pZALE1-7968362t400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hX-5zICRvzY/TzVxXmEgFGI/AAAAAAAAIH4/Y8FtERt_zCQ/s400/pZALE1-7968362t400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;4) &lt;a href="http://www.zales.com/product/index.jsp?productId=4487810&amp;amp;camp=CSE_GoogleBase&amp;amp;ci_src=14110944&amp;amp;ci_sku=4487810"&gt;Diamond Flower Earrings&lt;/a&gt; - these fall on the classic side of my taste, the type of earrings you could rock every single day and still look put together and classy. These can be found at Zales, but I know I have seen them several other places too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&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/-yW0yUnS3tkM/TzV37Ykd9JI/AAAAAAAAIIA/x4nNrX0XjmA/s1600/23917867_040_b.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yW0yUnS3tkM/TzV37Ykd9JI/AAAAAAAAIIA/x4nNrX0XjmA/s400/23917867_040_b.jpeg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?id=23917867"&gt;Primrose Post Earrings&lt;/a&gt; - these are from Anthropologie, and I happen to adore them, just the right splash of color, not super plain, but not feathers hanging from my ears either. I happen to love "dangle" earrings on other people, I admire their ability to pull them off and shop for them, but I find myself to be a bad dangle shopper/wearer, I just can't do it. I have a few pairs, and I feel rebellious when I do whip them out and rock them, but I just feel like a fashion failure when I try, it just doesn't execute for me like it does for others, I need some lessons in dangle wearing...oh, and these beauties will set you back a cool $28. And I also love that they come in orange and green - check em' out.&amp;nbsp;﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-6813708500190504403?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/6813708500190504403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=6813708500190504403' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6813708500190504403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6813708500190504403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/02/five-on-friday-jewelry-loves-wants.html' title='Five on Friday: Jewelry Loves &amp; Wants'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nYKADQHWeSA/TzVDDyXyXbI/AAAAAAAAIHI/rJBqf4MF2ps/s72-c/images1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-5128461890162486518</id><published>2012-02-08T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T21:05:24.749-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordy Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordy Wednesday: Be So Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3FCI4O3tXmg/TzMkFbaDJyI/AAAAAAAAIG4/_QrfPdOJqmY/s1600/Happy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3FCI4O3tXmg/TzMkFbaDJyI/AAAAAAAAIG4/_QrfPdOJqmY/s400/Happy.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever met a person that is just happy all the time or rather most of the time, right down to their core, they are just plain&amp;nbsp;happy? I find myself in awe of the positive energy they put off, and down right envious, I often wonder if they are really that happy or if its an act, but over the last few years I have decided that it doesn't really matter, I am not saying be fake, and pretend like things are always perfect when they aren't, or when you are having a crappy day, but if you can make the choice to be happy, why not do it? Be happy for the little things even when the big things aren't going your way, choose happy whenever possible, because the outcome is likely that you will move someone else a little closer to happy along the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-5128461890162486518?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/5128461890162486518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=5128461890162486518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/5128461890162486518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/5128461890162486518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/02/wordy-wednesday-be-so-happy.html' title='Wordy Wednesday: Be So Happy'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3FCI4O3tXmg/TzMkFbaDJyI/AAAAAAAAIG4/_QrfPdOJqmY/s72-c/Happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-5595643639021534896</id><published>2012-02-07T18:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T18:34:00.333-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Report'/><title type='text'>Book Report: The Proper Care and Maintenance of Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OzJWRLnUmf4/TzBHt-JRsgI/AAAAAAAAIGo/EzzbAdMz330/s1600/41uxAHyN8YL__BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA300_SH20_OU01_.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OzJWRLnUmf4/TzBHt-JRsgI/AAAAAAAAIGo/EzzbAdMz330/s400/41uxAHyN8YL__BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA300_SH20_OU01_.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear friend Susan gave me this book to read light years ago, and I hope she knows that my inability to get through it has nothing to do with how I prioritize the "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Proper-Care-Maintenance-Friendship/dp/044656351X"&gt;Proper Care and Maintenance of Friendship&lt;/a&gt;", it just so happens that I misplaced the book for several months. Sorry Susan!! But I just finished it last night and I really enjoyed it.&amp;nbsp; It was good for my soul. I laughed and I cried, the usual for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book reminded me of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Girls from Ames, &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;which is one of my favorites, a&amp;nbsp;great story about friendship and the bond between women as they grow up and their lives evolve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5tJW9jz67KU/TzBIPHzOxzI/AAAAAAAAIGw/U82b1XG-8UY/s1600/The-Girls-from-Ames-ppr.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5tJW9jz67KU/TzBIPHzOxzI/AAAAAAAAIGw/U82b1XG-8UY/s320/The-Girls-from-Ames-ppr.jpeg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Girls-Ames-Story-Forty-Year-Friendship/dp/B004MPRWNM/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1328564342&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿I am fascinated by women and their relationships, I love reading stories about them. I try and figure out which character I am most like, which one I admire the most, and which ones remind me of my friends, it helps me stay engaged in the slow parts.&amp;nbsp; This book is about 4 close friends, and the days and months that follow after one of them passes away.&amp;nbsp; Rachel, the one who passes away leaves letters for the other 3 with her final wishes, and you experience her asks along with the other 3 characters (Sarah, Kate and Jo).&amp;nbsp; I am always the most envious of the grace certain characters show in the face of tragedy or disaster, I wish I had a little more grace in the way I handle my everyday life, but sure as heck hope I have it when faced with tragedy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If you haven't read either of these books - I highly recommend them both,&amp;nbsp; TEAR WARNING: I highly doubt that you will get through either without some serious waterworks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-5595643639021534896?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/5595643639021534896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=5595643639021534896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/5595643639021534896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/5595643639021534896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/02/book-report-proper-care-and-maintenance.html' title='Book Report: The Proper Care and Maintenance of Friendship'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OzJWRLnUmf4/TzBHt-JRsgI/AAAAAAAAIGo/EzzbAdMz330/s72-c/41uxAHyN8YL__BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA300_SH20_OU01_.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-6433283616699554080</id><published>2012-02-07T08:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T08:26:00.720-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia'/><title type='text'>Still a Fan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CtGtkUmyudc/TzBGDbg-lVI/AAAAAAAAIGY/dJfFSXGI3wY/s1600/LivMom.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CtGtkUmyudc/TzBGDbg-lVI/AAAAAAAAIGY/dJfFSXGI3wY/s400/LivMom.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the girls and I were a tad disappointed (&lt;em&gt;okay a lot depressed&lt;/em&gt;) about the outcome of the Super Bowl&amp;nbsp; we are still Pats Fans and will be forever, and ever.&amp;nbsp;We moseyed over to the Harris Compound for the game, I brought the Christmas Crack (needs a new name, any ideas?) and some Buffalo Chicken Dip and we all enjoyed some of Molly's good eats and great company while the adults watched the game (&lt;em&gt;Brian and I were the lone Pats fans, except of course my loyal husband who roots for NE teams when his favorites are in the running&lt;/em&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/-1psc-0s57NM/TzBGN-pUWnI/AAAAAAAAIGg/KNKMBYrGCsY/s1600/Girls.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1psc-0s57NM/TzBGN-pUWnI/AAAAAAAAIGg/KNKMBYrGCsY/s400/Girls.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids always have a blast when we all get together, but holy smokes it is game changing when we are inside, and are surrounded by walls that just bounce sound around, those five&amp;nbsp;buggers are LOUD. And Olivia liked to stop right in front of the TV and check out what was going on. I imagine we yelled "down in front" or " you make a better door than a window" at her a handful of times, the poor thing didn't have a clue what we were talking about, but always responded "GO PATS" on command. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Soap Box: I couldn't believe the number of "Giants Fans" that suddenly appeared out of no where. I would rather folks declare themselves as "rooting for the Giants because we can't stand the Pats" rather than play it off as though they have been Giants Fans for all of their years, give me a break. I know GMEN fans and I have a lot of friends that are legit Giants Fans, but the number of "Not-Pats" fans was insane. Off Soap Box:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-6433283616699554080?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/6433283616699554080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=6433283616699554080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6433283616699554080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6433283616699554080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/02/still-fan.html' title='Still a Fan...'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CtGtkUmyudc/TzBGDbg-lVI/AAAAAAAAIGY/dJfFSXGI3wY/s72-c/LivMom.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-7328242468340903512</id><published>2012-02-06T16:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T16:26:08.721-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Menu Monday'/><title type='text'>Menu Monday: "Christmas Crack"</title><content type='html'>First of all, this yummy goodness needs a new name, Christmas Crack, just isn't working for me, but I'll tell you what IS&amp;nbsp;working for me, is the 4 simple ingredients you throw together to make this delectable dessert, it is easy-peasy. &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/--CjhIYJyYOc/TzBC2q16OTI/AAAAAAAAIF4/ZIC4WcYTY3o/s1600/Food1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--CjhIYJyYOc/TzBC2q16OTI/AAAAAAAAIF4/ZIC4WcYTY3o/s400/Food1.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&amp;nbsp;1 cup of Dark Brown Sugar&amp;nbsp;(&lt;em&gt;or light if that is all you have&lt;/em&gt;) into a measuring cup and transfer into a sauce pan on the stove&lt;br /&gt;1b) Pre-Heat Oven to 350 degrees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Add 2 Stickers of Butter to Brown Sugar (located in sauce pan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YpBhdMmU0Xg/TzBDRJtnOKI/AAAAAAAAIGA/wtzWKEMqcUs/s1600/Food2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YpBhdMmU0Xg/TzBDRJtnOKI/AAAAAAAAIGA/wtzWKEMqcUs/s400/Food2.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Line a jelly roll pan (&lt;em&gt;which to me is a cookie sheet with tiny walls so liquid doesn't spill off the sides, I don't actually know what a jelly roll is&lt;/em&gt;) with tin foil and then put down a single layer of Club Crackers or Saltines (I used Reduced Fat Club Crackers - &lt;em&gt;ya know, the ones in the green box that taste like buttery goodness&lt;/em&gt;?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Boil Brown Sugar and Butter mixture for 3 minutes and pour over layer of crackers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Bake crackers for 10 minutes on 350 degrees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Remove crackers from stove and spread 12oz of Chocolate Chips over crackers, wait for them to melt a bit and then spread out so the entire layer is covered. &lt;br /&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/-bNQIk_mPdvA/TzBDzr58NjI/AAAAAAAAIGI/3ECfScUUod4/s1600/Food3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bNQIk_mPdvA/TzBDzr58NjI/AAAAAAAAIGI/3ECfScUUod4/s400/Food3.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;7) Place jelly roll pan in the freezer for 2 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Remove from freezer, crack into pieces and enjoy.&amp;nbsp; Keep in the fridge when not consuming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PTR0ulQqCkQ/TzBFNzJismI/AAAAAAAAIGQ/UU8wtFyHEFs/s1600/Food4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PTR0ulQqCkQ/TzBFNzJismI/AAAAAAAAIGQ/UU8wtFyHEFs/s400/Food4.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ingredients: &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cup dark brown sugar - packed tight (I used light, not sure how much of a difference is makes)&lt;br /&gt;2 sticks of butter&lt;br /&gt;1.5 sleeves of Club Crackers or Saltines - enough to cover entire layer&lt;br /&gt;12 oz chocolate chips - I used more, but might not have needed to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this recipe on Pinterest, but more specifically on &lt;a href="http://www.madincrafts.com/2009/12/say-yes-to-christmas-crack.html"&gt;MadinCrafts Blog&lt;/a&gt;, I can't get enough of the recipes I find on Pinterest, the desserts just look amazing. I can't wait to start trying them, you know, when I lose 40 more lbs, acquire the metabolism of a marathon runner and free up some extra hours in my day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-7328242468340903512?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/7328242468340903512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=7328242468340903512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/7328242468340903512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/7328242468340903512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/02/menu-monday-christmas-crack.html' title='Menu Monday: &quot;Christmas Crack&quot;'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--CjhIYJyYOc/TzBC2q16OTI/AAAAAAAAIF4/ZIC4WcYTY3o/s72-c/Food1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-6702215755335368177</id><published>2012-02-06T16:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T16:09:26.025-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia'/><title type='text'>Baby It's Cold Outside....</title><content type='html'>Gone are the 60 degree mornings, this morning we were all bundled up like we were heading into the Arctic...I snapped this photo of the girls just as I was pulling away and they were getting ready to pile into Brad's car and head off to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7roqfnsJ1Ak/TzBBRMj2buI/AAAAAAAAIFw/-Z5ypkTC7SQ/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7roqfnsJ1Ak/TzBBRMj2buI/AAAAAAAAIFw/-Z5ypkTC7SQ/s400/photo.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My little beauties&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-6702215755335368177?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/6702215755335368177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=6702215755335368177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6702215755335368177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6702215755335368177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/02/baby-its-cold-outside.html' title='Baby It&apos;s Cold Outside....'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7roqfnsJ1Ak/TzBBRMj2buI/AAAAAAAAIFw/-Z5ypkTC7SQ/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-8463391657740818708</id><published>2012-02-03T11:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T11:21:03.796-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five on Friday'/><title type='text'>Five on Friday: Sounds I love</title><content type='html'>There are some sounds that physically make my skin crawl, sounds like snoring or alarm clocks, or nails on a chalkboard, those cause me physical pain. But there are some sounds that give me the feeling of pure joy, the sounds you wish you could hear when you are having a bad day or need some perspective. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b4NAcg-GIrM/Tyv9f_dLGqI/AAAAAAAAIFI/Zj_7rfMiqbY/s1600/Liv2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b4NAcg-GIrM/Tyv9f_dLGqI/AAAAAAAAIFI/Zj_7rfMiqbY/s400/Liv2.jpeg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look at those leg rolls - Olivia was 2 in this photo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;strong&gt;Laughter &lt;/strong&gt;- specifically I love to listen to the girls laugh, Olivia's laugh turns my frown upside down with a quickness. It is contagious and it is straight from her belly, that girl knows how to laugh and I happen to think it is one of the greatest sounds on earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S4b9uFEw8IA/TywA1gNEkGI/AAAAAAAAIFQ/lWsElwmId74/s1600/4th.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S4b9uFEw8IA/TywA1gNEkGI/AAAAAAAAIFQ/lWsElwmId74/s400/4th.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;July 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;Toddler Interaction&lt;/strong&gt; - I can't get enough of the girls and their 2 and 4 year old conversations. They crack me up, and you bet your bottom dollar they are dead serious in their make believe land, their conversations are rather heated at times and other times they are jovial, but as long as they are not slugging each other, listening to them interact makes my heart soar. &lt;br /&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/-AdHdAwjcw8k/TywEuUHYc2I/AAAAAAAAIFY/8QFyYJ5edjQ/s1600/Beach2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AdHdAwjcw8k/TywEuUHYc2I/AAAAAAAAIFY/8QFyYJ5edjQ/s400/Beach2.jpeg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;strong&gt;The Ocean&lt;/strong&gt; - it is just relaxing, isn't it? The waves crashing, the sound of the birds (and I usually loathe birds, all birds, actually), there is something that just puts me physically at ease when I can kick back and listen to the sounds of the Ocean. &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/-o3BcZdpvgh4/TywGzY0KnaI/AAAAAAAAIFg/A-68gGSSjNk/s1600/Cupcake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o3BcZdpvgh4/TywGzY0KnaI/AAAAAAAAIFg/A-68gGSSjNk/s320/Cupcake.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;strong&gt;Popping of a Champagne Cork&lt;/strong&gt; - I think this one is more about the anticipation of what is to come once the cork is popped. I love me some Champagne, and the sound of the cork popping just gets me ready to celebrate, even if Brad is popping the cork to poor me a glass while I sit on the couch in my oh-so-comfy PINK Boyfriend Sweats,(&lt;em&gt;highly recommend them despite the fact that I am too old for clothing that says PINK across my tush - frankly, too old for anything to be displayed on my tush&lt;/em&gt;). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YurOU1cARLk/TywJBGuvD1I/AAAAAAAAIFo/ANHaG8tnfT0/s1600/Home.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YurOU1cARLk/TywJBGuvD1I/AAAAAAAAIFo/ANHaG8tnfT0/s400/Home.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Photo of the NMH Campus near my "House" (Parents House aka House I grew up in) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;strong&gt;Crickets/Tree Frogs&lt;/strong&gt; - this one is a bit strange - but these sounds remind me of home. They remind me of laying in bed at night with the windows open in the Spring or Summertime, just listening to crickets and tree frogs go to town.&amp;nbsp;I can imagine these noises in isolation would drive me batty, but they bring me back to such a great time in my life, and the memories are so happy that, the sound just ends up&amp;nbsp;creating a great physical and emotional reaction. Dork, I know, but good ol' Western Mass was a great place to grow up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-8463391657740818708?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/8463391657740818708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=8463391657740818708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/8463391657740818708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/8463391657740818708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/02/five-on-friday-sounds-i-love.html' title='Five on Friday: Sounds I love'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b4NAcg-GIrM/Tyv9f_dLGqI/AAAAAAAAIFI/Zj_7rfMiqbY/s72-c/Liv2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-2614319405600567714</id><published>2012-02-01T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T21:06:56.458-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Report'/><title type='text'>Book Report: You're A Good Mom</title><content type='html'>(and your kids aren't so bad either)... 14 Secrets to Finding Happiness Between Super Mom and Slacker Mom by Jen Singer&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f3sdVArA65g/TynjnhDLGwI/AAAAAAAAIFA/fOLZw04YmEk/s1600/Book1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f3sdVArA65g/TynjnhDLGwI/AAAAAAAAIFA/fOLZw04YmEk/s400/Book1.jpg" width="257" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom gave me this book for Christmas and I just finished it this week (&lt;em&gt;takes me forever to get through books these days, I used to be able to knock them out in a few nights or less&lt;/em&gt;).&amp;nbsp; It was a comical read, but hit home on some of the more debatable issues facing Parents today, and I can't say that I agreed with 100% of where she landed on the issues, but she touched on some big ones that I can imagine are top of mind for most&amp;nbsp;Mom's, so at the very least it was interesting to get her take on it, since judging by the universe of Mom', folks are fairly split on a lot of them. &amp;nbsp;Her Secrets are as follows: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part One: Don't try to keep up with Super Mom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Super Mom is faking it&lt;br /&gt;2) You're too big to sit the tea party table&lt;br /&gt;3) Don't answer the phone when the class Mom calls&lt;br /&gt;4) You didn't invent motherhood&lt;br /&gt;5) You're kid's birthday party isn't your coming-out celebration&lt;br /&gt;6) If there's no white space left on your family calendar, you've got too much going on&lt;br /&gt;7) Don't let the youth sports cartel run your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part Two: Slacker Mom isn't as cool as she appears to be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Your kid shouldn't be wearing a t-shirt that reads "Future Trophy Wife"&lt;br /&gt;9) Don't wait on Daddy like he's a houseguest&lt;br /&gt;10) &lt;em&gt;Desperate Housewives&lt;/em&gt; wasn't written for preschoolers&lt;br /&gt;11) Watch Access Hollywood for Britney Spears Updates, not parenting tips&lt;br /&gt;12) Don't treat fine restaurants like McDonald's Play Place&lt;br /&gt;13) If you think you're a cool Mom, your kids think you are a pushover&lt;br /&gt;14) Don't share your kids quality time with your Blackberry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the&amp;nbsp;ones that hit home for me&amp;nbsp;were centered around how we should support each other as Mother's and not judge, we should assume positive intent and assume we are all doing the best we can with the cards we were dealt and in turn with the cards we are playing. Sure there are going to be those Mom's that just appear to have it all together, but behind the curtain you have no idea what is going on, could be a big ol' mess, or could be someone has their priorities a bit off kilter, or it could be that you really do have a super Mom walking the planet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another big one that resonated&amp;nbsp;with me was "&lt;em&gt;Don't ignore you -- or you won't recognize yourself when the kids are gone&lt;/em&gt;" this one is slippery and day to day I find myself crossing back and forth over this line. I can't seem to strike a balance here, but I am working on it. I want to be there for every milestone, for every free throw made (assuming they basketball), for every performance, for crying out loud, I had a child and I intended to be there for all the moments that mattered, but I think that is the critical piece we as Mom's need to figure out, what are those moments that matter, because we can't be there for every single waking moment of their lives. They have to figure some things out on their own.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;em&gt;Just say No to too much, too soon, &lt;/em&gt;this one is also a bit tricky. It requires you to know what "too much" is, or rather "too soon". But the jist she is trying to get across is, you shouldn't have more plans to document on your calendar than you do space for said plans.&amp;nbsp;Like a wise Country Band once said "Let them me Little, they are only that way for awhile".&amp;nbsp; One school of thought: It has gotten a tiny bit out of control.&amp;nbsp;School is so competitive these days, parents are hiring tutors to ensure their kids get a&amp;nbsp;5.0 GPA and those tutors are working odd hours so those same kids can be involved in several extra curricular activities on top of playing three sports.&amp;nbsp; When do these kids get a break to be kids? Or have fun? Adulthood is coming whether they like it or not, they sure as heck will have enough responsibility once it gets here, why push it all on them so soon. The other school of thought centers more on the fact that the groundwork we lay early on paves the way for our future, so work hard now to enjoy it later, or to set yourself up for success down the road.&amp;nbsp; I have to admit that I do happen to agree with that sentiment, but I can't imagine it is mission critical to apply it while my children are 2 and 4 years old, we have some time for that, don't ya think? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a good read, its funny and it gets you thinking about where you fall on the Super Mom vs Slacker Mom spectrum, at the very least, it gives you some time to refresh those Mommy skills in a light-hearted setting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-2614319405600567714?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/2614319405600567714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=2614319405600567714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/2614319405600567714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/2614319405600567714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/02/book-report-youre-good-mom.html' title='Book Report: You&apos;re A Good Mom'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f3sdVArA65g/TynjnhDLGwI/AAAAAAAAIFA/fOLZw04YmEk/s72-c/Book1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-2591597995276083357</id><published>2012-01-30T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T20:41:47.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA Monday</title><content type='html'>Holy Toledo, have I been MIA or what? Sure as heck have, and I apologize.&amp;nbsp; I wish I had some great, flashy excuse...that I was visiting a sandy beach, or was finishing up my thesis and couldn't tear myself away...nope, the truth is, I started swallowing daggers (got a sore throat) last Tuesday night and lost all motivation to do anything other than swallow without bursting into tears.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally saw a Doc at an Urgent Care place here yesterday morning and sure enough, this lady has Strep Throat.&amp;nbsp; Is it beyond me why on God's Green Earth Adults can get such a dreadful bacteria, but at the same time, I find myself wishing I could take the pain away from my girls when they are sick, so maybe I caught this one so they could skate by Strep-Free...even if that isn't the case, I am going to choose to think about it that way, that this beyond obnoxious sore throat I have been suffering from wasn't for not, it was because I stripped the germs away from my beauties and took one for the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, I had to get sick last week in the midst of a 60+ hour work week (no more on that later, I don't want to get into it, lets just say, while exciting and full of challenges, this new job is filled with long hours).&amp;nbsp; We also had company for the weekend, our good friend Rob and his 2 year old son Braeden.&amp;nbsp; It was great to spend time with them, but I felt like a dud all weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don't have a great recipe to share with you, because I haven't whipped anything up in ages.&amp;nbsp; We had Chinese on Friday Night and Pizza Saturday Night and I have been avoiding food, outside of the Ice Cream Brad brought me last night and leftover Pork Fried Rice...I plan to get back on the meal making wagon STAT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-2591597995276083357?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/2591597995276083357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=2591597995276083357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/2591597995276083357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/2591597995276083357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/01/mia-monday.html' title='MIA Monday'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-3032868712080776966</id><published>2012-01-26T08:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T08:07:40.799-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Tour'/><title type='text'>Home Tour Tuesday on Thursday: Girls Bathroom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w_ZxBLLTXt8/TyFPBOY1A9I/AAAAAAAAIEY/i1JJShWEbAc/s1600/DSC_0032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w_ZxBLLTXt8/TyFPBOY1A9I/AAAAAAAAIEY/i1JJShWEbAc/s400/DSC_0032.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you come up the stairs, you make a right and head straight down the hall and you enter the girls bathroom. It sure is bright in there, isn't it? I purposely chose a wall color that was gender neutral just in case we ended up having a third that didn't share the same "southern parts" as the first two...I figured all the accents were no regret decisions, but I wanted to keep the paint gender neutral.&amp;nbsp; I can't say that I am madly in love with it, but for now it does the trick.&amp;nbsp; I think as they grow I will tone it down a bit, but its bright and cheery and sometimes during bath time I need a little warm and sunny to keep my patience in check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_1zm-7eJCx8/TyFPJSGcxYI/AAAAAAAAIEg/47GqDw4r9GU/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_1zm-7eJCx8/TyFPJSGcxYI/AAAAAAAAIEg/47GqDw4r9GU/s400/DSC_0033.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room was done in the Fall of 2009, so I guess we will leave it as is for a little while longer (&lt;i&gt;I don't really have a choice - Brad would NEVER agree to changing it, he seems to think paint is one of those things you do and never look back on - boy oh boy is he in for a rude awakening, I am itching to paint several areas of our home).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&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/-Igt85CbJ19s/TyFPPgBFbDI/AAAAAAAAIEo/XvOCftISHyc/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Igt85CbJ19s/TyFPPgBFbDI/AAAAAAAAIEo/XvOCftISHyc/s400/DSC_0034.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if we don't end up changing this rooms color palate around for a few more years I do plan to frame in the mirror over the sinks. Right now it is still the large, plain contractor mirror and I have seen a lot of tutorials online that give me inspiration on how to frame it up and make it look all snazzy. I can't wait. That shouldn't be too difficult and should be pretty affordable, so maybe that will even make it on the Spring Project List (&lt;i&gt;wait, I need to make one of those!&lt;/i&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/-VoEiOj3ZM4Q/TyFPobFBHYI/AAAAAAAAIEw/tiV2XUQ17ds/s1600/DSC_0035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VoEiOj3ZM4Q/TyFPobFBHYI/AAAAAAAAIEw/tiV2XUQ17ds/s400/DSC_0035.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little hook/photo thing is a bit too low now, but it was perfect for their baby towels, the challenge is, moving it up requires a significant patch job, because it is basically bolted into the wall. Not sure why they make the hanging contraptions so difficult for something so simple, I guess they need to be prepared for you to hang your 35lb child from it and it needs to be secure enough to hold it (&lt;i&gt;kidding of course) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Up for the Home Tour is likely the Guest Bedroom...Stay Tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-3032868712080776966?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/3032868712080776966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=3032868712080776966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/3032868712080776966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/3032868712080776966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/01/home-tour-tuesday-on-thursday-girls.html' title='Home Tour Tuesday on Thursday: Girls Bathroom'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w_ZxBLLTXt8/TyFPBOY1A9I/AAAAAAAAIEY/i1JJShWEbAc/s72-c/DSC_0032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-1848720231322514389</id><published>2012-01-23T09:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T09:57:00.617-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Menu Monday'/><title type='text'>Menu Monday: Mocha Truffle Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DPU8IPizGTA/TxzM79a3jqI/AAAAAAAAID8/re_iynqihZM/s1600/mocha-truffle-cake-ay-l.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nfa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DPU8IPizGTA/TxzM79a3jqI/AAAAAAAAID8/re_iynqihZM/s400/mocha-truffle-cake-ay-l.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I snagged this recipe from the&amp;nbsp;February 2012&amp;nbsp;All You Magazine and it looks&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; fan-tas-tic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and I can't wait to whip it up. My plan is to make it the weekend before Valentine's Day.&amp;nbsp; Brad and I are going to attempt to kick the sweets, so the cabinets are going to be sweet free, so this will be a deliberate sweet cheat, and I am already drooling thinking about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li itemprop="ingredient" itemscope="" itemtype="http://data-vocabulary.org/RecipeIngredient"&gt;&lt;span itemprop="amount"&gt;12 ounces&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span itemprop="name"&gt;semisweet chocolate, chopped&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span itemprop="preparation"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li itemprop="ingredient" itemscope="" itemtype="http://data-vocabulary.org/RecipeIngredient"&gt;&lt;span itemprop="amount"&gt;1 1/2 cups&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span itemprop="name"&gt;sugar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span itemprop="preparation"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li itemprop="ingredient" itemscope="" itemtype="http://data-vocabulary.org/RecipeIngredient"&gt;&lt;span itemprop="amount"&gt;1 tablespoon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span itemprop="name"&gt;instant espresso powder&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span itemprop="preparation"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li itemprop="ingredient" itemscope="" itemtype="http://data-vocabulary.org/RecipeIngredient"&gt;&lt;span itemprop="amount"&gt;12 tablespoons&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span itemprop="name"&gt;(1 1/2 sticks) unsalted butter, at room temperature&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span itemprop="preparation"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li itemprop="ingredient" itemscope="" itemtype="http://data-vocabulary.org/RecipeIngredient"&gt;&lt;span itemprop="amount"&gt;6 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span itemprop="name"&gt;large eggs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span itemprop="preparation"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li itemprop="ingredient" itemscope="" itemtype="http://data-vocabulary.org/RecipeIngredient"&gt;&lt;span itemprop="amount"&gt;1 teaspoon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span itemprop="name"&gt;vanilla extract&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span itemprop="preparation"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li itemprop="ingredient" itemscope="" itemtype="http://data-vocabulary.org/RecipeIngredient"&gt;&lt;span itemprop="amount"&gt;1 tablespoon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span itemprop="name"&gt;confectioners' sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div itemprop="ingredient" itemscope="" itemtype="http://data-vocabulary.org/RecipeIngredient"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div itemprop="ingredient" itemscope="" itemtype="http://data-vocabulary.org/RecipeIngredient"&gt;&lt;span itemprop="name"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Preparation&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. Preheat oven to 350°F. Butter a 9-inch springform pan and line bottom with parchment. Butter parchment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Combine chocolate, sugar and espresso powder in bowl of a food processor. Process until chocolate is finely ground, about 30 seconds. With blades in motion, pour in 3/4 cup boiling water. Process until chocolate has melted, about 20 seconds. Add butter, eggs and vanilla. Pulse several times to thoroughly mix into a thin batter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Pour batter into springform&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Place cake on a serving plate and let stand at room temperature for 15 to 30 minutes. Just before serving, sift confectioners' sugar over cake. Serve with whipped cream, if desired. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;You can find the recipe&lt;a href="http://www.myrecipes.com/recipe/mocha-truffle-cake-50400000119206/"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt; at MyRecipes.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-1848720231322514389?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/1848720231322514389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=1848720231322514389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/1848720231322514389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/1848720231322514389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/01/menu-monday-mocha-truffle-cake.html' title='Menu Monday: Mocha Truffle Cake'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DPU8IPizGTA/TxzM79a3jqI/AAAAAAAAID8/re_iynqihZM/s72-c/mocha-truffle-cake-ay-l.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-6847851913133417368</id><published>2012-01-22T21:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T21:53:11.769-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gooooo Toommmmm Brrrraaaaddddyyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--s5vc39RqaI/TxzKeNvYQII/AAAAAAAAIDs/Cd6BVLkNFPg/s1600/brady.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" nfa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--s5vc39RqaI/TxzKeNvYQII/AAAAAAAAIDs/Cd6BVLkNFPg/s400/brady.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't he just fantastic? &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/-Z6AzCYXNxek/TxzK59eI12I/AAAAAAAAID0/Ix6dw5ZG9Xg/s1600/Pats.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" nfa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6AzCYXNxek/TxzK59eI12I/AAAAAAAAID0/Ix6dw5ZG9Xg/s400/Pats.gif" 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;br /&gt;I am thrilled the Pats pulled it out this evening, but I am not going to lie, I was a nervous wreck, I wasn't sure they were going to pull it out, it feels wrong to admit that, but Brian and I were on the edge of our seats, actually that isn't true, he was standing up! Come on folks, I grew up in New England, I am a NE Sports Fan through and through...Go Pats, Go Sox, Go Bruins, Go Celts - Make us proud!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-6847851913133417368?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/6847851913133417368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=6847851913133417368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6847851913133417368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6847851913133417368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/01/gooooo-toommmmm-brrrraaaaddddyyy.html' title='Gooooo Toommmmm Brrrraaaaddddyyy'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--s5vc39RqaI/TxzKeNvYQII/AAAAAAAAIDs/Cd6BVLkNFPg/s72-c/brady.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-3295441480821144213</id><published>2012-01-20T11:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T11:06:06.404-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five on Friday'/><title type='text'>Five on Friday: Things I miss when I eat well</title><content type='html'>I started eating better again on January 2nd, with the rest of the free world, and I don't immediately feel better, in fact I end up just feeling bad for myself and missing the things that I have set out to not eat...but I know the feeling better piece is just around the corner, I need to stick with it...but until then, I thought I would share the top 5 things that I am missing right now... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;b&gt;Doritos&lt;/b&gt; - I couldn't love them more. I would marry them if I could. Nacho or Cool Ranch, doesn't matter to me, love them both, could eat them night or day, and by the truck full.&amp;nbsp; &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/-10y9otsFvpw/TwyM_d3FzuI/AAAAAAAAH-k/59fDExNJYFM/s1600/Doritos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-10y9otsFvpw/TwyM_d3FzuI/AAAAAAAAH-k/59fDExNJYFM/s400/Doritos.jpg" width="276" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;b&gt;Mexican Food&lt;/b&gt; - I could eat it day or night, I could eat it 7 days a week, I could eat a taco, an enchilada or a burrito, and of course I could eat my weight in chips &amp;amp; salsa and don't forget about the Guac.&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/-ZHBYfikXx64/TwyOaDZurrI/AAAAAAAAH-s/ad2EMDHwptU/s1600/Mexican.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="307" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHBYfikXx64/TwyOaDZurrI/AAAAAAAAH-s/ad2EMDHwptU/s400/Mexican.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;b&gt;Cheese &amp;amp; Crackers&lt;/b&gt; - and mass quantities of it. Big blocks of sharp cheddar paired with oodles of wheat thins...I could eat cheese and crackers for dinner, I love it that much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LXVHB2maXpg/TwyOuEZJvkI/AAAAAAAAH-0/ldYCOVcgdSA/s1600/Cabot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LXVHB2maXpg/TwyOuEZJvkI/AAAAAAAAH-0/ldYCOVcgdSA/s400/Cabot.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;b&gt;Pizza&lt;/b&gt; - this is a family favorite and we were eating it probably once a week, maybe not quite that often, but the Turner family loves them some pizza. If given the choice I would sit down and eat a NY Style with Pepperoni and Mushroom and life would be good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WCB_xRo_4dc/TwyPSunn-lI/AAAAAAAAH-8/4kIg8LZ62uY/s1600/Pizza.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WCB_xRo_4dc/TwyPSunn-lI/AAAAAAAAH-8/4kIg8LZ62uY/s400/Pizza.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;b&gt;Ice Cream&lt;/b&gt; - this quite possibly is my favorite food. I eat it all year round, but during the summer months when Brad is traveling sometimes it is dinner for the girls and I. I love all flavors, soft serve too. And the Peanut Butter sauce from Friendly's is to die for!!&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/-WHxlyzBhrwM/TwyRoTYc67I/AAAAAAAAH_E/e2nWtXcJbf8/s1600/Ice+Cream.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHxlyzBhrwM/TwyRoTYc67I/AAAAAAAAH_E/e2nWtXcJbf8/s400/Ice+Cream.jpg" width="312" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-3295441480821144213?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/3295441480821144213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=3295441480821144213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/3295441480821144213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/3295441480821144213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/01/five-on-friday-things-i-miss-when-i-eat.html' title='Five on Friday: Things I miss when I eat well'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-10y9otsFvpw/TwyM_d3FzuI/AAAAAAAAH-k/59fDExNJYFM/s72-c/Doritos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-7026791672916168777</id><published>2012-01-19T18:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T11:04:15.696-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia'/><title type='text'>Olivia at 4.5 Years Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtklACU8EVE/TxilyVw6L9I/AAAAAAAAIDk/fiszKYJrf4A/s1600/Olivia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtklACU8EVE/TxilyVw6L9I/AAAAAAAAIDk/fiszKYJrf4A/s400/Olivia.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is our beauty - all 4.5 years of her...and how about you settle in and get to know who she is now in this moment for just a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stole this idea from Pinterest and then my friend Rachel reminded me of it when she did it for her son's 3rd Birthday (which btw, his answers were hilarious), so I thought I would conduct this interview with both beauties on both their half birthdays and their full birthdays, so here you have Olivia's answers at 4.5 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your favorite color? Orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your favorite toy? Baby Dolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is your favorite fruit? Peaches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your favorite tv show? Jake &amp;amp; the Neverland Pirates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your favorite thing to eat for lunch? Bologna Sandwich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite outfit? A dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is your favorite game? Bingo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your favorite snack? Peanut Butter Crackers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is your favorite animal? My Heart Doggy (Stuffed) - Elephant &amp;amp; Zebra (real ones that move around in a zoo) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is your favorite song? "I don't have a favorite song"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What is your favorite book? "I don't have a favorite book"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is your best friend? Johanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your favorite cereal? "Snow Flakes" aka Frosted Flakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is your favorite thing to do outside? Swing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is your favorite drink? Water &amp;amp; Apple Juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is your favorite holiday? Christmas &amp;amp; Halloween&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What do you like to take to bed with you at night? Books to look at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your favorite thing to eat for breakfast? Pancakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you want for dinner on your birthday? Mexican&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What do you want to be when you grow up? A doctor &amp;amp; a teacher "I can be both"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-7026791672916168777?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/7026791672916168777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=7026791672916168777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/7026791672916168777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/7026791672916168777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/01/wordy-wednesday-olivia-at-45-years-old.html' title='Olivia at 4.5 Years Old'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtklACU8EVE/TxilyVw6L9I/AAAAAAAAIDk/fiszKYJrf4A/s72-c/Olivia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-6911050572663080930</id><published>2012-01-18T21:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T21:19:25.002-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia'/><title type='text'>Almost 5...</title><content type='html'>When you ask Olivia how old she is, sometimes you get "Almost Five" or sometimes we say "Four and a half", but either way you slice it, this beauty of ours is growing up.&amp;nbsp; Today we celebrated her half birthday and we are doing it in style, style chosen by the queen Olivia herself. I made some cupcakes and we dined at Don Pepe...her favorite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shame on me for not getting a single photo of her today - bad Mommy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-6911050572663080930?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/6911050572663080930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=6911050572663080930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6911050572663080930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6911050572663080930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/01/almost-5.html' title='Almost 5...'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-1624600976189354285</id><published>2012-01-18T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T20:59:15.296-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Tour'/><title type='text'>Home Tour Tuesday: Hallway Edition</title><content type='html'>I don't suspect this one is going to knock any ones socks off and frankly the photo quality is abysmal, I don't have an ounce of natural lighting since I am snapping these photos at 8:30pm, so bare with me.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to wrap up the first floor so that next week we could head upstairs, so this is a look into our hallways and foyer area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hNOOzExgiPI/Txd0Qg-mkII/AAAAAAAAICU/nBmL5njBdeQ/s1600/Foyer+2005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hNOOzExgiPI/Txd0Qg-mkII/AAAAAAAAICU/nBmL5njBdeQ/s400/Foyer+2005.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foyer Area 2005 - quite possibly the day we moved in, notice the box on the bottom right&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1z_s-13F8Zc/Txd0e0glkYI/AAAAAAAAICc/4H-5J_sUgic/s1600/Stairs+-+Wedding+Guest+Book+2005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1z_s-13F8Zc/Txd0e0glkYI/AAAAAAAAICc/4H-5J_sUgic/s400/Stairs+-+Wedding+Guest+Book+2005.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Going up the stairs - July 2005&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We haven't made any radical changes to the hallways outside of adding some paint to the walls, which at this moment in time I would love to change, but of course since it was just completed about 2 years ago I can't imagine it will be changing anytime soon, especially since it is an open 2 story foyer, so it isn't a job we can tackle on our own.&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/-ovjOf_L4SoU/Txd1aO6mBKI/AAAAAAAAICs/tdi-2j1wjbk/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ovjOf_L4SoU/Txd1aO6mBKI/AAAAAAAAICs/tdi-2j1wjbk/s400/DSC_0027.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the view when you walk in the front door of our house.&amp;nbsp; The bench houses the girls shoes, they each have their own basket and for the most part their shoes stay in their baskets, and then of course I dump my work bag and purse on or near the bench as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wdHOzAU8bkc/Txd1_xzrgFI/AAAAAAAAIC0/4Bfc-LXOmvQ/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wdHOzAU8bkc/Txd1_xzrgFI/AAAAAAAAIC0/4Bfc-LXOmvQ/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I come in the front door and swing into the home office and look out into the foyer this is what I see. The same piece of furniture, the same coat rack, just about everything is the same, outside of the fact that my Grandmother's Christmas Cactus is now taking up residence on the sideboard table, it looks about the same.&amp;nbsp; The wreath is a holiday decoration that needs to come down, most of the year that mirror is empty. &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/-_1okezjd3Wg/Txd2VxUQOVI/AAAAAAAAIC8/imCfMAbF_2Y/s1600/DSC_0030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_1okezjd3Wg/Txd2VxUQOVI/AAAAAAAAIC8/imCfMAbF_2Y/s400/DSC_0030.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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: left;"&gt;Here is a view from the bench area, this gives you a look into the "nook" area and shows you the size of the wall.&amp;nbsp; I would love to add some bead board or board and batten on that wall and brighten it up a bit - it needs something. The little toy bucket of Riley's is look pretty pathetic right there, but just wait for a close up one of these days, it was a super quick (and cute) Silhouette project.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/-AyM8WTIzZ2g/Txd2wQmPK0I/AAAAAAAAIDE/2hJ9Nu0D68g/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AyM8WTIzZ2g/Txd2wQmPK0I/AAAAAAAAIDE/2hJ9Nu0D68g/s400/DSC_0022.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Boring view of the landing as we go up the stairs...nothing too exiting is going to happen on this set of stairs or landing in the medium term, but I would love to pull up the carpet and finish the stairs, paint the banister white and freshen it all up just a bit, but I would have nightmares about the girls slipping down the stairs in their socks if they were wood, so until those nightmares lessen, the stairs will be staying just the way they are.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jw_RVhR_p3E/Txd3RYxVkPI/AAAAAAAAIDU/m-5N_AMnPHU/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jw_RVhR_p3E/Txd3RYxVkPI/AAAAAAAAIDU/m-5N_AMnPHU/s400/DSC_0016.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And instead of going upstairs, you make your way towards the garage and the half bath you will find this hallway, with a small little welcome center, where the girls hang up their coats and we hang our keys. And don't forget the Dora Umbrella, that thing has been hanging there since the day Olivia got it, I don't know why I don't put it in the coat closet. (&lt;i&gt;Which will be a post soon since I have a small project planned for it). &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I1LNVYiv2Yw/Txd3oyYFC4I/AAAAAAAAIDc/B8JBVugj-J8/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I1LNVYiv2Yw/Txd3oyYFC4I/AAAAAAAAIDc/B8JBVugj-J8/s400/DSC_0019.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&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: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And this is the view if you are coming in the door from the garage - notice Riley's little tush made the photo. He was glued to me tonight, our little Velcro pooch. Adding board and batten in this hallway is a priority for 2012, it was on my 2011 list, but didn't happen, so it WILL happen this year. At a minimum we will be moving the girls hooks up and adding at least a piece of molding, taking down the "welcome center" and adding some white to this area, it is too dark for my liking, and the little memo board will likely be sprayed a pleasant shade of white.&amp;nbsp; If we do the board &amp;amp; batten high enough, I might tackle painting this area on my own to brighten it up a bit, I am over this dark putty color, too bad it is EVERYWHERE in our house.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If you have any suggestions on how to brighten up the sideboard area or the hallways, please, let the ideas flow, I would love to hear all about them.&amp;nbsp; And I can imagine you now have an extra pair of socks on, because this post had the opposite affect of knocking them off, it was so boring you had time to read this and put another pair on - goodness gracious. Next week's Home Tour Tuesday Post will be a tad more interesting, but not much, as it will likely be our Guest Bedroom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-1624600976189354285?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/1624600976189354285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=1624600976189354285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/1624600976189354285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/1624600976189354285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/01/home-tour-tuesday-hallway-edition.html' title='Home Tour Tuesday: Hallway Edition'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hNOOzExgiPI/Txd0Qg-mkII/AAAAAAAAICU/nBmL5njBdeQ/s72-c/Foyer+2005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-3011158156679254433</id><published>2012-01-17T21:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T21:24:05.274-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to The World Baby Joshua</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U3QjR1GS-zI/TxYqOAGMAcI/AAAAAAAAIBk/2BAy0gOOHRw/s1600/Baby1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U3QjR1GS-zI/TxYqOAGMAcI/AAAAAAAAIBk/2BAy0gOOHRw/s400/Baby1.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jenidwyercreative.com/"&gt;Jeni Dwyer Creative&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;My dear friend Lisa and her amazing husband Dan, along with her adorable son Owen, welcomed Baby Joshua Graham to the world today, 3 weeks early, weighing in at 9lbs 4oz.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jt1kG7YNjpg/TxYqVin1xZI/AAAAAAAAIBs/-9cSkeRl2Qk/s1600/Baby2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jt1kG7YNjpg/TxYqVin1xZI/AAAAAAAAIBs/-9cSkeRl2Qk/s400/Baby2.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jenidwyercreative.com/"&gt;Jeni Dwyer Creative&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;You might recall that Owen has another baby brother too, &lt;a href="http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2010/11/tragedy.html"&gt;Elliott&lt;/a&gt;, but he was born sleeping in November 2010, so now Owen is blessed with two brothers, one here to be his constant playmate, and one in heaven to watch over them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FR_jEnSVVAU/TxYrAZYVyoI/AAAAAAAAIB0/izYkwVk-kRY/s1600/Baby3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FR_jEnSVVAU/TxYrAZYVyoI/AAAAAAAAIB0/izYkwVk-kRY/s400/Baby3.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jenidwyercreative.com/"&gt;Jeni Dwyer Creative&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;My gal pal Jeni was fortunate enough to fly out to Seattle over the weekend, spend a few days with Lisa &amp;amp; Family and was there to photograph and witness Joshua's Birth, talk about an amazing experience.&amp;nbsp; Heck, I thought meeting Lisa in December of 2010 was life changing, but watching her bring a baby into this world probably tops the charts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-badsIjEwUak/TxYrQNmhiVI/AAAAAAAAIB8/9D3Ir_08n2k/s1600/Baby4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-badsIjEwUak/TxYrQNmhiVI/AAAAAAAAIB8/9D3Ir_08n2k/s400/Baby4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jenidwyercreative.com/"&gt;Jeni Dwyer Creative&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;To steal a word from my girl Sarina, I am &lt;i&gt;elated&lt;/i&gt; for Lisa and her Mudgett Men.&amp;nbsp; She is now the lady of the house (she always has been, but you know what I mean), and I know that those boys are going to steal her heart over and over again. She is a fantastic mother to Owen and I just know that Joshua was made just for her heart, to help her heal, his precious little face has some miraculous healing powers and I am just looking at photographs from 3,000 miles away. I can't imagine the powers he has when you smell his skin and those tiny little hands grip your finger.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JUO60yGPwGw/TxYr8NVaJxI/AAAAAAAAICE/tO93rx86xDM/s1600/Baby5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JUO60yGPwGw/TxYr8NVaJxI/AAAAAAAAICE/tO93rx86xDM/s400/Baby5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jenidwyercreative.com/"&gt;Jeni Dwyer Creative&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I was on pins and needles all day, waiting for the news that the lungs were ready and it was time to meet this sweet baby. The gender was a surprise and while that is generally enough to keep me glued to my phone in this case I could have cared less, I just wanted the news that he/she was here and he/she was screaming their little lungs out, and by the looks of that first breath catching photograph above, it was a perfect moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_RAYIP0BbJ4/TxYsZsjh94I/AAAAAAAAICM/9A2BgINnY9M/s1600/Baby6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_RAYIP0BbJ4/TxYsZsjh94I/AAAAAAAAICM/9A2BgINnY9M/s400/Baby6.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jenidwyercreative.com/"&gt;Jeni Dwyer Creative&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how about a standing ovation for Jeni, she captured the moments of the day just perfectly. There are tons of other photos that make my heart soar, I could look at them all night long.&amp;nbsp; I was joking with Jeni and Brad that her skills might be reason enough to have another baby...it just wouldn't be fair to keep her talents from the world, its is my duty to help her show them off...right? I don't think Brad bought it, but it was worth a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is right with the world...and welcome to it, Joshua Graham.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-3011158156679254433?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/3011158156679254433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=3011158156679254433' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/3011158156679254433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/3011158156679254433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/01/welcome-to-world-baby-joshua.html' title='Welcome to The World Baby Joshua'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U3QjR1GS-zI/TxYqOAGMAcI/AAAAAAAAIBk/2BAy0gOOHRw/s72-c/Baby1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-1341597637037018243</id><published>2012-01-17T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T20:50:18.072-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Menu Monday'/><title type='text'>Menu Monday: Shortcut Garlic Bread</title><content type='html'>So today I thought I would share another menu shortcut favorite of mine. This one is straight from my Mom's kitchen. I can remember growing up, flying down to Florida to visit my cousins (3 boys) and they would beg my Mom to make her famous Garlic Bread, and you bet your bottom dollar I didn't protest, I loved it! It wasn't until I grew up a bit did I realize just how easy this hot, buttery, goodness was to prepare. My Mom should have thrown flour on her face and huffed and puffed as she prepared this to get some extra credit for just how amazing this Garlic Bread recipe really is. &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/-ourSfK6fZII/TxYjDhx265I/AAAAAAAAIBc/5CUzzb3yLaU/s1600/Good+Seasoning.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ourSfK6fZII/TxYjDhx265I/AAAAAAAAIBc/5CUzzb3yLaU/s1600/Good+Seasoning.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Packet Good Seasoning Dressing Mix &lt;br /&gt;1 Stick Butter or Margarine&lt;br /&gt;Bread of your choice (Sometimes Crusty French/Italian,&amp;nbsp; and sometimes a package of English Muffins)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;What you do:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Prepare to have your world rocked by the best darn garlic bread your taste buds have come into contact with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Soften Butter - but really that means just leave it out on the counter for a few hours, do NOT melt it in the microwave, you don't want a puddle of butter, you want the consistency of the soft spreadable butter than comes in the tubs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Pour Seasoning Packet over butter in an air tight (can be stored in the fridge type bowl), and mix together really well until its a seasoning-buttery spread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Use a knife to spread the "butter" over English Muffins or on a loaf of fresh bread (French or Italian).&amp;nbsp; If using English Muffins, broil them. If using a loaf of bread, wrap in tin foil and place in the oven on 350 for 20 minutes or so, basically until the butter is nice and melted and the bread is crusty and warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Enjoy and don't give a second thought to the fact that you used an entire stick of butter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really is one of my favorites, and I happen to have another favorite Garlic Bubble Loaf I just might share with you in one of the upcoming weeks...I have a thing for Garlic Bread...I would marry it if I could. And I have to admit, I think using the English Muffins is PURE GENIUS. The butter just fills up those precious nooks &amp;amp; crannies, it is full stick of butter good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-1341597637037018243?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/1341597637037018243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=1341597637037018243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/1341597637037018243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/1341597637037018243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/01/menu-monday-shortcut-garlic-bread.html' title='Menu Monday: Shortcut Garlic Bread'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ourSfK6fZII/TxYjDhx265I/AAAAAAAAIBc/5CUzzb3yLaU/s72-c/Good+Seasoning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-7600917115361710929</id><published>2012-01-15T17:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T17:17:12.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adults Only...for a Night</title><content type='html'>Brad and I dropped the girls with my Parents on Saturday Morning and jumped on 64 East to meet up with our dear friends for a night oceanfront in Virginia Beach.&amp;nbsp; We arrived just in time to join the crew for lunch at Waterman's, where I enjoyed my very first Ruby Red Crush (they are famous for their Orange Crush drink)&amp;nbsp; &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/-Km4i0bvztbw/TxNOZrTnaaI/AAAAAAAAIBM/zEKg1NpegDw/s1600/Water.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Km4i0bvztbw/TxNOZrTnaaI/AAAAAAAAIBM/zEKg1NpegDw/s400/Water.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I dined on some rather delicious She Crap Soup and Brad devoured a Crab Cake Sandwich, I love me some seafood!!! The rest of the crew also enjoyed their meals, heck, we were a party of 6, and did I mention all 6 of us were adults? What isn't to love about that? I could have been eating cardboard and it would have been heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls and I spent the afternoon being pampered at the Founders Inn &amp;amp; Spa...while the boys bar hopped like frat boys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P7IUjb8ZL94/TxNPEOI0KYI/AAAAAAAAIBU/yG5CTMTUs7A/s1600/aerial-736-cropped_72dpi1c03b6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="161" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P7IUjb8ZL94/TxNPEOI0KYI/AAAAAAAAIBU/yG5CTMTUs7A/s400/aerial-736-cropped_72dpi1c03b6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, the girls and I enjoyed a relaxing dinner at Mahi Mah's and then met up with the boys for a quick drink at Catch 31, which is a snazzy little spot located Oceanfront in the Hilton, which I believe happens to be the nicest accommodations in Virginia Beach. I have never been a huge fan of Virginia Beach, (&lt;i&gt;I am an Outer Banks girl&lt;/i&gt;) but having the ocean 2 hours away is pretty great, we hope to make a few day trips with the girls this summer, or even grab a room for a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to have a break, but I missed the girls terribly...of course when we arrived at my Parents house to pick them up, they wanted nothing to do with us and were asking to eat and take their naps at my Parents house - clearly they didn't miss us the way we missed them....on one hand it makes me sad, but at the end of the day it makes me feel pretty darn good that they have such a good time with my Parents. (Thanks Mom &amp;amp; Dad).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-7600917115361710929?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/7600917115361710929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=7600917115361710929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/7600917115361710929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/7600917115361710929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/01/adults-onlyfor-night.html' title='Adults Only...for a Night'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Km4i0bvztbw/TxNOZrTnaaI/AAAAAAAAIBM/zEKg1NpegDw/s72-c/Water.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-5743679978458150527</id><published>2012-01-13T09:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T09:26:32.572-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five on Friday'/><title type='text'>Five on Friday: Favorite Movies</title><content type='html'>I thought I would kick of 2012 with a light topic like movies, but of course, just when I think it will be light, I realize that some of my favorite movies aren't so light, but don't fool yourself, some are VERY light...beyond light, actually....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JolBUoyW5dM/Tv_adliSzxI/AAAAAAAAH10/EC1kcVj0H7s/s1600/Shawshank.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JolBUoyW5dM/Tv_adliSzxI/AAAAAAAAH10/EC1kcVj0H7s/s400/Shawshank.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;b&gt;Shawshank Redemption&lt;/b&gt; -&amp;nbsp; can you believe this movie was released in 1994? Talk about making me feel old? Good Grief! This movie just frosts the cake for me, I love it, everything about it, and its hard to put into words what I love about it, but trust me, its THAT good. And according to IMDB it is #1, which surprises me since I usually like all the movies that the critics hate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J2YBTqmUmaE/Tv_bCDVAAhI/AAAAAAAAH2A/FRJfVl_uQcU/s1600/Cinderella.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J2YBTqmUmaE/Tv_bCDVAAhI/AAAAAAAAH2A/FRJfVl_uQcU/s400/Cinderella.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;b&gt;Cinderella Man&lt;/b&gt; - I have only seen this movie once, and I saw it on a plane to Vegas so take my review with a grain of salt, but from what I remember I fell madly in love with this movie, I was cheering out loud and making a complete fool of myself on the plain and I was sobbing like sometime had just told me my dog died &lt;i&gt;(like in Marley in Me...holy smokes, total tearjerker&lt;/i&gt;). I think what really locked this one for me was how committed Russell Crow was to being a father, he gave the shirt off his back and the last bite on his plate to his starving children...maybe I should watch this one again, but from what I remember, I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lFX5goVeKVM/Tv_bx-1U0PI/AAAAAAAAH2M/FaZcA4Sr3Ag/s1600/13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lFX5goVeKVM/Tv_bx-1U0PI/AAAAAAAAH2M/FaZcA4Sr3Ag/s400/13.jpg" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;b&gt;13 Going On 30.&lt;/b&gt;...changing gears just a bit, this one isn't winning any awards but I just love it, I don't know why, and people expect me to be embarrassed by how awful this movie is, but honestly I have no shame in my game, I just love it. I wish I could learn the thriller dance just like Jennifer Garner's character....in fact, maybe that should go on my February Goal list....not a bad idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nTAPsU1znXg/Tv_cLdBxwkI/AAAAAAAAH2Y/yJAwUbuu1l8/s1600/The+American+President.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nTAPsU1znXg/Tv_cLdBxwkI/AAAAAAAAH2Y/yJAwUbuu1l8/s400/The+American+President.jpg" width="269" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;b&gt;The American President &lt;/b&gt;- again, hard to put into words, but I just love it, I love all the witty lines that Michael Douglas delivers, and I love to imagine that our Presidents are really as down to Earth as he is. I love it when she storms into the White House bedroom and slams all the drawers looking for the sweater she left there...can you imagine doing the walk of shame from The White House...holy smokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dApI1AzMOhw/Tv_d4g_A-uI/AAAAAAAAH2k/ba_O-7uVOdU/s1600/Sweet+Home.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dApI1AzMOhw/Tv_d4g_A-uI/AAAAAAAAH2k/ba_O-7uVOdU/s400/Sweet+Home.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;b&gt;Sweet Home Alabama&lt;/b&gt; - couldn't love it more. I even love her rental car choice when she goes back to her hometown, and some of the quotes, like "&lt;i&gt;You can't ride two horses with one ass, sugarbean&lt;/i&gt;". I love romantic comedies, I can't get enough of them, and I love happy endings, in fact my blood starts to boil when they don't end in happy endings..."&lt;i&gt;You're the first boy I ever kissed Jake, and I want you to be the last&lt;/i&gt;" - how precious is that? If you are a romantic, this movie is for you, how could it NOT be? And there is a bloodhound in this movie, I love bloodhounds, and Patrick Dempsey is McDreamy...DUH. &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/-Rjrw2iUFeRY/Tv_fPlWrBXI/AAAAAAAAH2w/Ae0ZZROzGbI/s1600/Help.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rjrw2iUFeRY/Tv_fPlWrBXI/AAAAAAAAH2w/Ae0ZZROzGbI/s400/Help.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I should note that &lt;b&gt;The Help&lt;/b&gt; is up there, but I have only seen it once (I know, I know, I have only seen Cinderella Man once as well, but it left a huge impression)...I can imagine The Help once I see it again will break into the top 5...I mean how can you not love a movie that quotes "You is Kind, You is Smart, You is Important"...tears just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Friday: 5 Things I miss while trying to eat healthy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-5743679978458150527?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/5743679978458150527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=5743679978458150527' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/5743679978458150527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/5743679978458150527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/01/five-on-friday-favorite-movies.html' title='Five on Friday: Favorite Movies'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JolBUoyW5dM/Tv_adliSzxI/AAAAAAAAH10/EC1kcVj0H7s/s72-c/Shawshank.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-6713339022489460824</id><published>2012-01-12T07:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T07:33:00.238-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia'/><title type='text'>Two Of Three...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HTiS2EoX3_8/Tw4qim0ArWI/AAAAAAAAIA8/4a3sBir_JOg/s1600/DSC_0397.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="308" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HTiS2EoX3_8/Tw4qim0ArWI/AAAAAAAAIA8/4a3sBir_JOg/s400/DSC_0397.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two of my loves...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the Thankful Thursday posts, and while I don't want to over-theme my week by having something set out to do every single day, I do want to make sure that I reflect during the week on what I am thankful for, so that I can look back and remember that I did take a pause every now and then to remember why I am here and why I am thankful to be here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some random happenings from our life, that remind me that, the moments when I sit down to reflect on what I want to share, it ends up being the sweet, funny moments I generally want to push out to the world, so you can share in my joy, or laugh with me, however at times, you bet your bottom dollar it is also therapeutic to share the chaos that is our lives, and lets be honest, most of the time I am laughing about that too, humor is a good thing to keep around.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia is growing up, the girl's vocabulary is out of this world, she amazes me every single day with the things that come out of her mouth, I can imagine I am in for a wild ride when this beauty hits the teen years. While not quite as entertaining without her mannerisms and inflection I thought I would share with you one of her recent remarks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting: Kitchen &amp;amp; Riley has just passed gas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Olivia: "Oh for the love of God, what is that horrible smell? Oh barnacles! It must be stinky Riley"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PrDD5XxSFeQ/Tw4vzdH8PoI/AAAAAAAAIBE/pVfFIsvHIZI/s1600/DSC_0040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PrDD5XxSFeQ/Tw4vzdH8PoI/AAAAAAAAIBE/pVfFIsvHIZI/s400/DSC_0040.JPG" width="308" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love Olivia's hand on Avery's shoulder...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Avery is Avery... she is our spunky little girl, full of energy, passion and convictions, we never know what we are going to get with Avery, but lately she has started to pick up some new strategic skills, the most recent being: &lt;strike&gt;manipulation&lt;/strike&gt; flattery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting: Kitchen &amp;amp; she wants some candy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Avery: "Mommy, me want some candy"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me: "Avery, it isn't time to have candy, I am making dinner honey"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Avery: "Mommy me love you, now me have some candy?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me: "I love you too, and no, it isn't time for candy honey"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Avery: "Mommy, you the best Mommy EVER, candy time, me have some?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She learned from the best - Olivia loves to use the "You are the best Mommy ever" or "Mommy I love your shirt" just before she is going to ask for something she fears I might turn down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easy for me, too easy, I am ashamed to admit, to get caught up in the day to day hustle and bustle, whether it be of the holidays, or just the daily routine, which around here tends to be a little hectic, I need nights like last night to remind me what types of memories I hope the girls share with their little ones someday. We usually give the girls a bath every single night, we usually skip Friday nights, but during the week they get baths every single night, but last night Brad and I were freezing and Olivia suggested that to get warm we all snuggle, so I took her idea and ran with it, made the executive decision to skip baths, we all quickly got in our PJ's and by 6:50pm we were all snuggled in our bed watching TV together. I love nights like that, it energizes me as a parent to throw routine out the window, live for the moment and just hang out with the girls, I need to do it more often (then the control freak in me, might have a coronary, but we can give it a shot, we can ease our way into more spontaneous family time). So tonight I am thankful that last night we threw caution to the wind, skipped baths and just snuggled as a family...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-6713339022489460824?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/6713339022489460824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=6713339022489460824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6713339022489460824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6713339022489460824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/01/two-of-three.html' title='Two Of Three...'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HTiS2EoX3_8/Tw4qim0ArWI/AAAAAAAAIA8/4a3sBir_JOg/s72-c/DSC_0397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-1063141502036031128</id><published>2012-01-11T09:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T09:18:00.604-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordy Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordy Wednesday: Strong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L94mYgocGfU/Twzx92rqBbI/AAAAAAAAIA0/ZkrxXwHJKB4/s1600/Strong.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L94mYgocGfU/Twzx92rqBbI/AAAAAAAAIA0/ZkrxXwHJKB4/s640/Strong.jpg" width="452" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-1063141502036031128?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/1063141502036031128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=1063141502036031128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/1063141502036031128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/1063141502036031128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/01/wordy-wednesday-strong.html' title='Wordy Wednesday: Strong'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L94mYgocGfU/Twzx92rqBbI/AAAAAAAAIA0/ZkrxXwHJKB4/s72-c/Strong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-7244706253443576920</id><published>2012-01-10T20:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T20:48:18.852-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morning Room'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Tour'/><title type='text'>Home Tour Tuesday: Morning Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nObJiXPIZyE/TwzgnJqtTTI/AAAAAAAAH_M/ZXXwkWeXzu0/s1600/Morning+Room+2005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nObJiXPIZyE/TwzgnJqtTTI/AAAAAAAAH_M/ZXXwkWeXzu0/s400/Morning+Room+2005.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Morning Room July 2005 - just after we moved in, great photo isn't it? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;This room was a huge selling point for us when we walked the model home prior to singing our contract. We just loved it. We loved how versatile the room is...a perfect spot to read the paper and sip coffee (if you drink coffee), the perfect spot to banish your children and their toys to, the perfect home for your pet's home away from home,&amp;nbsp; the perfect spot for your family meals...the list goes on and on. I just love it.But mercy me, the lighting is simply awful.&amp;nbsp; We have the same model home as Brian &amp;amp; Molly (neighbors &amp;amp; pals) and yet, they have recessed lights in the Morning Room, and we do not - how unfair is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-udUnukrQKnM/Twzgw0fGvBI/AAAAAAAAH_U/wqlXXAImRG8/s1600/Morning+Room+2006+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-udUnukrQKnM/Twzgw0fGvBI/AAAAAAAAH_U/wqlXXAImRG8/s400/Morning+Room+2006+%25232.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Morning Room - December 2005 (that crate is about half the size of his current crate)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;This room has been through many changes in the 6 years we have lived in this house.&amp;nbsp; It started as the room that housed Riley's crate and our cafe table, that was basically only used when we entertained. Brad and I never sat there.&amp;nbsp; I ended up selling that table on Craig's List when Olivia was born and we moved to a normal height table, simply because I was terrified that the girls needed to be closer to the ground should they fall out of their chair...logical right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0MT34uR8tao/TwzmzCftIDI/AAAAAAAAH_c/k4rEs5I8TQc/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0MT34uR8tao/TwzmzCftIDI/AAAAAAAAH_c/k4rEs5I8TQc/s400/DSC_0007.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;January 2010, look at Avery...she is almost 1 in this photo. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;This is also our second shade of red...and it is on its way out.&amp;nbsp; I am over the red. The first shade looked like a tomato, I hated it. It was Brad's idea, he thought the current red was too dark on the paint chip color thingy, but after just a few weeks of the tomato red, we were calling our trusty painter back to darken it up a bit. And now, we are calling him to lighten it up a TON...final color is still TBD, but I want to lighten it up BIG TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WV5ElqDSAeI/TwznCZkzl3I/AAAAAAAAH_k/976MJeqFnBs/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WV5ElqDSAeI/TwznCZkzl3I/AAAAAAAAH_k/976MJeqFnBs/s400/DSC_0006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;January 2010&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QYRgqQq545o/TwznQlWAcrI/AAAAAAAAH_s/qSCwGqk24_w/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QYRgqQq545o/TwznQlWAcrI/AAAAAAAAH_s/qSCwGqk24_w/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;January 2010&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t4gzYnBCwWc/Twznc1HvDnI/AAAAAAAAH_0/5yDZyDiltCM/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t4gzYnBCwWc/Twznc1HvDnI/AAAAAAAAH_0/5yDZyDiltCM/s400/DSC_0034.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And just for fun, here is Brad &amp;amp; Avery in the Morning Room - January 2010&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;And of course, now we have the girls toys, and Riley's crate has been banished to the Home Office...and I just removed the rug a few weeks ago, I really like the bare floor look in here, but not sure if that is the smartest move for the floors, we shall see, either way, it would be a light rug, if I added one back at all. And sorry to say it, but not a sisal one, it is nearly impossible to vacuum up couscous from that genre of rugs - nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D4nZdZLEQa4/Twznls1jR3I/AAAAAAAAH_8/E_oYzX-GP7M/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D4nZdZLEQa4/Twznls1jR3I/AAAAAAAAH_8/E_oYzX-GP7M/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Current - view from the Family Room Opening...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have high hopes for this room, some will become a reality in a few short months and others likely are 2013+. First order of business will be add some more light to the space, by way of two swag lights near the girls table.&amp;nbsp; Second, move the newly refinished armoire into its spot.&amp;nbsp; Third, pick a paint color and kick that red to the curb.&amp;nbsp; Fourth, refinish the table, likely a shade of white/gray, do something about the black cabinet in the corner, either refinish or move it out of the space, and lastly finish the new Ikea Rast Dresser. And of course, when all of those big things are done, then I will work on the decor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qObd8hk4g84/Twzn2W0mo1I/AAAAAAAAIAE/dj6VIheutlw/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qObd8hk4g84/Twzn2W0mo1I/AAAAAAAAIAE/dj6VIheutlw/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;View from French Doors that lead out to the deck&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;And notice the table needs some love, its already started to show some wear &amp;amp; tear...&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/-fMQkq2MOqlY/TwzoFH3BTgI/AAAAAAAAIAM/E-38joExtyo/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fMQkq2MOqlY/TwzoFH3BTgI/AAAAAAAAIAM/E-38joExtyo/s400/DSC_0006.JPG" width="308" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kitchen has been moved around several times, and it doesn't fit all that well on this wall, but I like that it fits snug, and doesn't swim on the other wall.&amp;nbsp; If we end up using Bedroom #4 as a joint playroom/study room for the girls down in a year or so I can imagine if they are still playing with this then it will find itself relocated to the playroom.&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/-om3wF5knpjs/Twzof849CiI/AAAAAAAAIAU/kYzD2ATavz4/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-om3wF5knpjs/Twzof849CiI/AAAAAAAAIAU/kYzD2ATavz4/s400/DSC_0007.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a view from the girls table area, the armoire is going to go where the blue mirror is currently hung, not sure if the mirror will be able to stay around or not, we haven't measured, but we are certain the cheapo black drawer storage thingy will have to hit the road. I have already emptied it out and it is just waiting to be relocated.&amp;nbsp; The sad wine fridge in the left corner sounds like its on its last leg, so I guess we have some wine to drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l0Zb8oVblvE/Twzo1EqpS8I/AAAAAAAAIAc/M8-BQiApVyc/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l0Zb8oVblvE/Twzo1EqpS8I/AAAAAAAAIAc/M8-BQiApVyc/s400/DSC_0008.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Ikea shelves and dresser are now in place, we just need to pick a color and finish the dresser and use some organizational techniques to freshen up the shelves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MkeWJkquD8M/TwzpBIhbdEI/AAAAAAAAIAk/NhAqMJadVgo/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MkeWJkquD8M/TwzpBIhbdEI/AAAAAAAAIAk/NhAqMJadVgo/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This black cabinet from Crate and Barrell circa 2005, is oh so very functional, it holds a ton of the girls books, art supplies and puzzles right now and I can't imagine not having it around, but since the room is going through a de-black-a-fying phase, I am not sure what we will do with it, likely refinish it if it turns out we need the storage, and we likely will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V_UcPEEG3OQ/TwzpbHxlO8I/AAAAAAAAIAs/JyWH8I0QQwA/s1600/DSC_0010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="308" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V_UcPEEG3OQ/TwzpbHxlO8I/AAAAAAAAIAs/JyWH8I0QQwA/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And toy overload. I do love that the kitchen holds a ton of stuff, and those baskets are full of random toys, actually the non-canvas one is full of baby dolls and baby doll clothes, ideally those will go in the dresser, we haven't actually started using the dresser for storage just yet, other than 2 puzzles, that happen to take up an entire drawer (probably not smart), so that basket might not end up looking quite so scary after I put the dresser to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you too can see that this room has a ton of potential, but that I am far from reaching it or I should say, this room is far from its end state, but for now it works and it is helpful to have the girls toys out of our main living areas. What would ya'll do about window treatments? I have been stumped about how to handle these windows since we moved in...the blinds just look so cold, but I can't quite figure out what I would do...any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-7244706253443576920?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/7244706253443576920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=7244706253443576920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/7244706253443576920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/7244706253443576920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/01/home-tour-tuesday-morning-room.html' title='Home Tour Tuesday: Morning Room'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nObJiXPIZyE/TwzgnJqtTTI/AAAAAAAAH_M/ZXXwkWeXzu0/s72-c/Morning+Room+2005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-2499268880819862005</id><published>2012-01-09T14:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T14:25:37.676-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fabric'/><title type='text'>I love Fabric</title><content type='html'>Hi, my name is Leigh and I have a small obsession with fabric. There are a few challenges associated with said obsession...the first and largest being that I don't sew, so my ability to use the adored fabric is rather limited, but don't you fret, that doesn't hold me back from admiring it and dreaming about all the things I would like to do with the glorious fabrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AHzpdu16WeY/Tws8vZYtS5I/AAAAAAAAH90/GtIZr673tCg/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AHzpdu16WeY/Tws8vZYtS5I/AAAAAAAAH90/GtIZr673tCg/s400/photo.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I loved this pillow, the coloring is a bit off, it was a brighter blue and the red was bright as well, hold onto your seats....it is $188. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Saturday I went on a hunt for some fabric to recover two lamp shades for my Swag Light project and ended up just strolling the aisles of &lt;a href="http://www.williamsandsherrill.com/index.php"&gt;Williams &amp;amp; Sherrill &lt;/a&gt;dreaming about all the ways I could put some of the beautiful fabric to work in our humble abode. I tried a few other places, but found the best options at W &amp;amp; S, but their prices are hit or miss, I found a few options that were north of $60 a yard, I wanted to yell SHUT THE FRONT DOOR, but figured the nice sweet Southern Ladies that run the place wouldn't have appreciated that reaction.&amp;nbsp; Some are reasonable though, and if you are lucky and can find something that works in their outlet store you might find yourself doing the Rudy Huxtable dance like you just scored a touchdown. &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/-FEZq3NgTM-c/Tws89CXdR6I/AAAAAAAAH98/MUYpxlBrB-E/s1600/photo1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FEZq3NgTM-c/Tws89CXdR6I/AAAAAAAAH98/MUYpxlBrB-E/s400/photo1.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this one, I am thinking about infusing some gray into the Morning Room area and thought that this one might be fun for a cork board or something like that to add some color, yet also stay with the gray theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zAYTLjE9228/Tws9MwwUbVI/AAAAAAAAH-E/lO53Mnm8UvE/s1600/photo2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zAYTLjE9228/Tws9MwwUbVI/AAAAAAAAH-E/lO53Mnm8UvE/s400/photo2.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no Earthly idea what I would do with this crazy fabric, but I loved the colors together and figured that it was photo worthy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lkMDVFs_1gU/Tws9Z5dhe6I/AAAAAAAAH-M/Ldc9czWFrB8/s1600/photo3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lkMDVFs_1gU/Tws9Z5dhe6I/AAAAAAAAH-M/Ldc9czWFrB8/s400/photo3.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking this one might be making an appearance in our home sooner rather than later, I love it, and it will go perfectly in our family room, maybe a pillow? Or hold onto your seats, could be a chair?&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/-WlFgJ-RhZqM/Tws9pD_dwmI/AAAAAAAAH-U/N2dGwlWwuVo/s1600/photo4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WlFgJ-RhZqM/Tws9pD_dwmI/AAAAAAAAH-U/N2dGwlWwuVo/s400/photo4.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is another option for the family room, but I think I like the first one better, this one is a bit too dark, but maybe not a bad option to hide more dirt if I did go with a chair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3R2vUFn_kN8/Tws92InHvOI/AAAAAAAAH-c/3ubgtYB28V0/s1600/photo5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3R2vUFn_kN8/Tws92InHvOI/AAAAAAAAH-c/3ubgtYB28V0/s400/photo5.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this beauty is in the running for either chairs for our dining room or window treatments for our bedroom once I get around to doing something about our bedroom, or heck, maybe window treatments in the dining room instead of window treatments in our bedroom...the options are endless. Our Master Bathroom is already sporting this color, so I was hoping to pull it into our bedroom as well, not just on the crappy Riley approved bedding we are using these days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to answer the burning question..."Leigh, did you find any fabric for your Swag Project?" You bet your blog reading tush I did...it was simple, boring, classy and on the remnants table for 50% off so I found myself spiking one in the end zone and breaking it down...I am about 50% of the way done with the Swag Lights, I hope to reveal this weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-2499268880819862005?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/2499268880819862005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=2499268880819862005' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/2499268880819862005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/2499268880819862005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-love-fabric.html' title='I love Fabric'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AHzpdu16WeY/Tws8vZYtS5I/AAAAAAAAH90/GtIZr673tCg/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-6558751376782085989</id><published>2012-01-09T10:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T10:27:00.453-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Menu Monday'/><title type='text'>Menu Monday: Hungry Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5UbTuKqZzNE/Twpf58eQWyI/AAAAAAAAH9k/1V2g_TlDHnU/s1600/HungryGirl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5UbTuKqZzNE/Twpf58eQWyI/AAAAAAAAH9k/1V2g_TlDHnU/s1600/HungryGirl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a tried and true recipe to share this week, but I do have a few ideas that I wanted to throw out there to y'all, especially if you are trying to shed a few lbs, or just eat healthier. I am a big fan of &lt;a href="http://www.hungrygirl.com/"&gt;Hungry Girl&lt;/a&gt;...she is real, she likes real food, she wants comfort food just as I do, but she finds amazing ways to slim down those recipes so that you can enjoy the same types of foods, at a fraction of the calories &amp;amp; fat. I also love that she is on top of the latest and greatest products out there, and is quick to point out new offerings such as &lt;a href="http://www.cheerios.com/Products/Multi-Grain-Cheerios-Peanut-Butter"&gt;Peanut Butter Cherrios&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cQsdYv7ICg4/TwpgePTZrWI/AAAAAAAAH9s/46lxq7u7N4Y/s1600/PB.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cQsdYv7ICg4/TwpgePTZrWI/AAAAAAAAH9s/46lxq7u7N4Y/s320/PB.jpg" width="260" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am a big fan of finding low fat and low calorie options that satisfy cravings so that I can avoid eating 43 Reese's Peanut Butter cups at 10pm on a Sunday Night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought I would share with you a recipe that I am planning to make at some point this week. I will review after I make them, but wanted to share with y'all ahead of time just in case you were dying for a new recipe to try (&lt;i&gt;because of course the World Wide Web doesn't have any recipes&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cheesy Chicken Enchiladas &lt;/b&gt;(I LOVE Mexican Food and need a lower fat alternative)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Makes 2 Servings (&lt;/b&gt;per serving - 252 calories, 3.5g of fat, 20.5g carbs, 2.25g fiber, 33g protein) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup chopped onion&lt;br /&gt;6oz cooked and shredded boneless and skinless chicken breasts&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup fat free shredded cheddar cheese, divided&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup + 2 tbsp green enchilada sauce, divided&lt;br /&gt;2 large corn tortillas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Optional:&lt;/i&gt; fat free sour scream &amp;amp; chopped scallions (&lt;i&gt;sour cream is NEVER optional for me, I could bathe in it) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Directions: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Preheat oven to 400 degrees&lt;br /&gt;2) Spray a baking pan with nonstick spray and set aside&lt;br /&gt;3) Bring a skillet sprayed with nonstick spray to medium-high head on the stove.&amp;nbsp; Add onion, and cook until slightly browned, about 2 minutes. Transfer to a bowl&lt;br /&gt;4) Add chicken to the bowl (containing the browned onions), 1/2 cup cheese and 2 tbsp enchilada sauce.&amp;nbsp; Mix well and set aside.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;5) On a microwave safe plate, heat tortillas in the microwave for 15 seconds, or until warm&lt;br /&gt;6) Evenly distribute chicken mixture between tortillas.&amp;nbsp; Wrap the tortillas tightly and place them in the baking pan with the seam sides down.&lt;br /&gt;7) Pour remaining 1/2 cup enchilada sauce over the enchiladas.&amp;nbsp; Bake in the oven until hot, about 10 minutes&lt;br /&gt;8) Evenly sprinkle remaining 1/4 cup cheese over the enchiladas. Bake in the oven until cheese has melted, about 2 more minutes.&lt;br /&gt;9) Allow to cool slightly.&amp;nbsp; If you like, top with sour scream and scallions &amp;amp; enjoy!.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to double this recipe (at least) to feed our family, but seems easy enough.Can't wait to give it a try! Such a tease, especially when Don Pepe Dollar Night is tonight!!! T-O-R-T-U-R-E!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-6558751376782085989?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/6558751376782085989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=6558751376782085989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6558751376782085989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6558751376782085989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/01/menu-monday-hungry-girl.html' title='Menu Monday: Hungry Girl'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5UbTuKqZzNE/Twpf58eQWyI/AAAAAAAAH9k/1V2g_TlDHnU/s72-c/HungryGirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-5573596169996651708</id><published>2012-01-07T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T10:16:20.358-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Before and After'/><title type='text'>Before &amp; After: Love for Liv</title><content type='html'>I thought Olivia's cute&lt;a href="http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/11/before-after-copy-cat-pedestal-lamp.html"&gt; Pedestal Table&lt;/a&gt; was looking a little lonely and needed some love...so I got on Pinterest and looked for some inspiration and this is what I came up with, but needed to personalize it to fit her room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EoHJt3tA8TE/TwhfENSN83I/AAAAAAAAH88/p6v9tvXyHDQ/s1600/Frame.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EoHJt3tA8TE/TwhfENSN83I/AAAAAAAAH88/p6v9tvXyHDQ/s400/Frame.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bluecricketdesign.net/2011/02/love-letters-week-ps-i-love-you-by.html"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;So I grabbed one of the cute white frames I procured for $7.99 at TJ Maxx a few months ago and started to brainstorm what I wanted it to look like and what I wanted it to say...the good news is, since I didn't spend a lick on the project I can change it out as often as I like and not feel an ounce of guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p0m8TiscQuE/TwhfbonasTI/AAAAAAAAH9E/3lXrVbUhgOo/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p0m8TiscQuE/TwhfbonasTI/AAAAAAAAH9E/3lXrVbUhgOo/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I grabbed some scrapbook paper I had and fired up the Silhouette and went to town...&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/-3_Y3OyA_5sg/Twhfp4rTN_I/AAAAAAAAH9U/pgEK2mF9SbE/s1600/DSC_0010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3_Y3OyA_5sg/Twhfp4rTN_I/AAAAAAAAH9U/pgEK2mF9SbE/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attempt #1 - Major FAIL...the paper is too busy and the font is too thin, you couldn't read it to save your life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-LtV7JSJEk/Twhfn-zP-qI/AAAAAAAAH9M/wtLScn7K05I/s1600/DSC_0023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-LtV7JSJEk/Twhfn-zP-qI/AAAAAAAAH9M/wtLScn7K05I/s400/DSC_0023.JPG" width="307" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attempt #2 - Minor Fail - paper is still too busy, despite fattening up the font a bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GMFM77zOB-Q/Twhf-MeWYVI/AAAAAAAAH9c/7Vo0lxSNnnE/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GMFM77zOB-Q/Twhf-MeWYVI/AAAAAAAAH9c/7Vo0lxSNnnE/s400/DSC_0024.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attempt #3 - Minor Success - I changed the paper out, which helped a lot, but it still isn't exactly what I was looking for, but for now, it will serve the purpose of reminding that little girl (who can't read just yet), just how much she is loved every single morning when she opens those beautiful brown peepers of hers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might end up changing out the paper all together and finding a fun, lighter fabric to use, and then putting the vinyl on the glass part of the frame, I am worried the pink will be too much for the pink table, but for now it will show Liv the Love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-5573596169996651708?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/5573596169996651708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=5573596169996651708' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/5573596169996651708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/5573596169996651708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/01/before-after-love-for-liv.html' title='Before &amp; After: Love for Liv'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EoHJt3tA8TE/TwhfENSN83I/AAAAAAAAH88/p6v9tvXyHDQ/s72-c/Frame.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-1280282794396207898</id><published>2012-01-06T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:52:52.872-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Before and After'/><title type='text'>Before &amp; After: Two Thrift Store Finds</title><content type='html'>Back in July when my gal pal Kristen was in town we went to lunch at &lt;a href="http://www.feathernesters.com/"&gt;Feathernesters,&lt;/a&gt; I always find stuff in there that could just plop into my home and make it a happier place, and sometimes the price is just right and other times I get inspired to go out on my own and attempt to recreate the masterpiece. So I did just that when we came across a old "window" mirror...I couldn't justify the price tag for something I knew I could do on my own (with a little help from Brad, of course, we are a team!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TI9GXbOKqMs/Twdcb8f_tsI/AAAAAAAAH8c/_NJTQYgQyFs/s1600/DSC_0032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TI9GXbOKqMs/Twdcb8f_tsI/AAAAAAAAH8c/_NJTQYgQyFs/s400/DSC_0032.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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: left;"&gt;It was $22 at Consignment Connection here in Richmond, out on Lakeside Avenue...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After 1 Coat of Spray Paint, a small piece of molding and some handiwork by the hubs...Ta-Da...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/-muZL_aJoaLQ/TwdcsNW3Q7I/AAAAAAAAH8k/tNrmfleZ0eQ/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-muZL_aJoaLQ/TwdcsNW3Q7I/AAAAAAAAH8k/tNrmfleZ0eQ/s400/DSC_0003.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; I believe I recreated this for under $25, which feels pretty darn good to me. Of course I probably could have snagged a legit window from Class &amp;amp; Trash for an even better bargain, but I have to start small, I don't have some of the skills necessary to bring things back to life, I like to just give them some life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; Second Up...a lonely ol' doll bed that I found on the very same day I scored the above mirror.&amp;nbsp; It was originally close to $20, but it was 50% off at another Thrift Store on Lakeside so it came out to just under $10...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/-eM0pvo3_GVs/TwddN8pWO9I/AAAAAAAAH8s/LY7rvEbxNx0/s1600/DSC_0031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eM0pvo3_GVs/TwddN8pWO9I/AAAAAAAAH8s/LY7rvEbxNx0/s400/DSC_0031.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My Dad came through in a pinch and got to work on this beauty because I had been neglecting it during the fall months and didn't want the girls to see it around the Holidays since I had decided it would be a good present for Avery, with her passion for baby-dolls of course. Several coats of Spray Paint later this beauty was looking sharp...I added a simple piece of vinyl for her name and there you have it...a new doll bed for her babies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/-pmoZLdzmKdE/TwddjmLAS-I/AAAAAAAAH80/ZfSYnGo5jto/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pmoZLdzmKdE/TwddjmLAS-I/AAAAAAAAH80/ZfSYnGo5jto/s400/DSC_0008.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The total cost for this beauty was under $20 and should have been even cheaper than that had the wood not soaked up all the spray paint...next step for this one is some bedding. My homeslice Molly (&lt;a href="http://www.theharrishappenings.com/"&gt;The Harris Happenings&lt;/a&gt;) is likely going to have to help me with that part of the project since I don't own a sewing machine...maybe I will go in search of some fabric this weekend, I have a few fabric needs on my mind...including:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1) Baby Doll Bedding Fabric&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2) Leather Ottoman Cube Fabric&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3) Roman Shades Fabric for the Morning Room, but this one is still up in the air, because I haven't decided what color I am going to repaint the walls. Maybe I will do a tour of the Morning Room on Tuesday so I can get some advice from ya'll since its in transition phase...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-1280282794396207898?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/1280282794396207898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=1280282794396207898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/1280282794396207898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/1280282794396207898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/01/before-after-two-thrift-store-finds.html' title='Before &amp; After: Two Thrift Store Finds'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TI9GXbOKqMs/Twdcb8f_tsI/AAAAAAAAH8c/_NJTQYgQyFs/s72-c/DSC_0032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-6915501985054279818</id><published>2012-01-06T09:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T10:03:22.924-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five on Friday'/><title type='text'>Five on Friday: 2012 Goals</title><content type='html'>So for 2012 this is where my head and heart stand today...keep in  mind, I actually haven't given this a ton of thought, and I even tossed  around the idea about going month to month with my goals, and I still  might, but wanted to put finger to key and document what I was thinking  in the moment...&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/-w4prv3FTr7M/TwcLvnlY9iI/AAAAAAAAH7s/tkkkdPx6Coo/s1600/Husband.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w4prv3FTr7M/TwcLvnlY9iI/AAAAAAAAH7s/tkkkdPx6Coo/s400/Husband.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1) Prioritize quality time with my husband&lt;/b&gt;  - unplug during the week, at least one night, no computers, snuggle and  be present for each other, no competition for attention, just one on  one time, and ensure that we get out for date night at least once a  month. A happy couple makes for happier parents. And support him in all that he does, whether it be work or his cycling passion, I need to be a better support system for him, I expect support from him and I should be more than willing to give it in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--zO41NGccFE/TwcL4Y7cDgI/AAAAAAAAH70/5BOUYEWTOpY/s1600/Girls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--zO41NGccFE/TwcL4Y7cDgI/AAAAAAAAH70/5BOUYEWTOpY/s400/Girls.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2) Spend quality time with the girls&lt;/b&gt;  - get on the floor and color with them, shut the TV off, and do a puzzle with them, play more games, tell them stories, read books, blast some music and bust a move like no one is watching.&amp;nbsp; I  want to be a part of creating memories they will tell their children  about and I can't imagine "My Mom was the bomb at watching TV with me"  is going to earn me any Grandma of the Year awards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T-W626RNQAQ/TwcMEYizESI/AAAAAAAAH78/U58i0iEXRnQ/s1600/Content.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T-W626RNQAQ/TwcMEYizESI/AAAAAAAAH78/U58i0iEXRnQ/s400/Content.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3) Be content&lt;/b&gt; - we don't need to keep up with the Joneses (&lt;i&gt;no intended reference to my SIL and her family - ha!), &lt;/i&gt;we  need to be content with what we have and who we are, and if there are  things we would like to change, we need to understand why we want to  change and if the change makes sense and is needed or wanted for the  right reasons we need to prioritize and make smart decisions.&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/-sYUBjD_6e_Q/TwcMuZ8aGII/AAAAAAAAH8E/Ej_mGVvAqps/s1600/Friends.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYUBjD_6e_Q/TwcMuZ8aGII/AAAAAAAAH8E/Ej_mGVvAqps/s400/Friends.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4) Nurture my friendships&lt;/b&gt;  - life has happened and busy has gotten busier, the  very last thing I want, is for my close friends to ever wonder how  important they are to me. I tell the girls multiple times a day how much I love them, sometimes over and over again (&lt;i&gt;firm believer that you can't over-do-it&lt;/i&gt;) and I hope that my friends know that if it wasn't creepy for me to do the same with them, I would be shouting it from the rooftops...I always want them to know how important our  friendship is, and for them to know that I am always here for them  should they ever need anything. Several of my close friends are expecting babies this year, some their first (so excited), some their second and some their third, and I am so happy for them, it actually brings me to tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H2f9X_uIoyM/TwcNGJi5a9I/AAAAAAAAH8U/G6ogcyr1MyU/s1600/Live.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H2f9X_uIoyM/TwcNGJi5a9I/AAAAAAAAH8U/G6ogcyr1MyU/s400/Live.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Girls &amp;amp; I running through the sprinklers...Summer 2010&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5) Let it Go - &lt;/b&gt;live for the moment, let go of the past, stop stressing about the future, learn to let it go, and live for the now.&amp;nbsp; This one is going to be a HUGE stretch for me. My control freak nature is already stressing about Olivia's 529 Plan and how much money its lost, but in the day to day life, I want to lay with the girls for a few extra minutes at night when they ask, and not stress about how many emails have collected since I left the office, or not worry about what is going on in the blog world, and what I've missed on Pinterest. I need to realize that all of those things will be there, and the time with the girls or with Brad is precious, I need to soak it all in while I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-6915501985054279818?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/6915501985054279818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=6915501985054279818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6915501985054279818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6915501985054279818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/01/five-on-friday-2012-goals.html' title='Five on Friday: 2012 Goals'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w4prv3FTr7M/TwcLvnlY9iI/AAAAAAAAH7s/tkkkdPx6Coo/s72-c/Husband.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-508117400654895086</id><published>2012-01-04T10:34:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T11:08:13.350-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordy Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordy Wednesday: Motherhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ohCUUsvztVs/TwOVSgI1GyI/AAAAAAAAH7Y/joRqBoUKADE/s1600/Avery6.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ohCUUsvztVs/TwOVSgI1GyI/AAAAAAAAH7Y/joRqBoUKADE/s400/Avery6.jpeg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Avery 2009&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"When you are a mother, you are never really alone in your thoughts. A  mother always has to think twice, once for herself and once for her  child".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~Sophia Loren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RoT-APXz0xU/TwOVi3ZjG9I/AAAAAAAAH7k/u9qpn6YfpX8/s1600/WordenDec.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RoT-APXz0xU/TwOVi3ZjG9I/AAAAAAAAH7k/u9qpn6YfpX8/s400/WordenDec.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Olivia - October 2009&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is one sentiment that I probably thought I understood before having a child, but holy smokes this ones hits you between the eyes several times a day as a Mom, sometimes its painful, because you make a decision that 4 years ago you would have bet money you would never have made, but other times it brings tears to your eyes that you are bigger than just individual decisions, that the choices you make impact others in a material way...some decisions are small, some large, some important and some trivial, but my decision making process has radically changed since having children, I go through at least three assessments...what is best for the girls, what is best for our family and what is best for me? And let's be honest, they don't always align, so then tough decisions are made.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I wouldn't trade the new decision making lens I look through for all the Doritos in the world, it suits me just fine!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-508117400654895086?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/508117400654895086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=508117400654895086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/508117400654895086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/508117400654895086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/01/wordy-wednesday-motherhood.html' title='Wordy Wednesday: Motherhood'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ohCUUsvztVs/TwOVSgI1GyI/AAAAAAAAH7Y/joRqBoUKADE/s72-c/Avery6.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-1929873716063693660</id><published>2012-01-04T09:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T09:46:02.592-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Cookie Decorating Tips from Avery....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i8XO_cK4tNg/TwMWSvy3tQI/AAAAAAAAH6Q/rvvILTjbaMc/s1600/December+2011+-+Cookies+with+Avery.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i8XO_cK4tNg/TwMWSvy3tQI/AAAAAAAAH6Q/rvvILTjbaMc/s400/December+2011+-+Cookies+with+Avery.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;#1 When possible pick a single cookie and see how many red hots you can get on it...&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/-zuHgqbZXfu0/TwMWzDKX5XI/AAAAAAAAH6o/ktWW-7ryfyo/s1600/DSC_0320.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zuHgqbZXfu0/TwMWzDKX5XI/AAAAAAAAH6o/ktWW-7ryfyo/s400/DSC_0320.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2&amp;nbsp; And when you create a masterpiece of red hots, act surprised by your hidden talents...&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/-g2_JSdQfjFU/TwMW8vBfdpI/AAAAAAAAH60/E5E6XRIhnss/s1600/DSC_0321.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g2_JSdQfjFU/TwMW8vBfdpI/AAAAAAAAH60/E5E6XRIhnss/s400/DSC_0321.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 And if you want Mom to let you decorate cookies again use as many sprinkles as you can, because you know Mom LOVES sprinkles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YiEQBJ4jWbg/TwMXKQ6jDPI/AAAAAAAAH7A/AsuY7OU4xhc/s1600/DSC_0316.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YiEQBJ4jWbg/TwMXKQ6jDPI/AAAAAAAAH7A/AsuY7OU4xhc/s400/DSC_0316.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 Have as much fun as possible and make as big of a mess as possible, because Mommy will clean it up, and you can enjoy the finished product...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kIG6a4UI5sE/TwMXiBz03zI/AAAAAAAAH7M/23VJnQr2SBk/s1600/DSC_0322.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kIG6a4UI5sE/TwMXiBz03zI/AAAAAAAAH7M/23VJnQr2SBk/s400/DSC_0322.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 Try the red hots BEFORE you put them on the cookies, because you might find out that you really don't like them at all, and now you have pick all 434 of them off the gingerbread cookie before you can eat it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-1929873716063693660?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/1929873716063693660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=1929873716063693660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/1929873716063693660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/1929873716063693660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/01/cookie-decorating-tips-from-avery.html' title='Cookie Decorating Tips from Avery....'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i8XO_cK4tNg/TwMWSvy3tQI/AAAAAAAAH6Q/rvvILTjbaMc/s72-c/December+2011+-+Cookies+with+Avery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-5940160107298619290</id><published>2012-01-03T09:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T09:35:09.071-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Tour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Office'/><title type='text'>Home Tour Tuesday: Home Office...</title><content type='html'>So this one is going to be a bit of a work in progress reveal because our Home Office isn't 100% finished just yet, but I have been putting off the big reveal for several weeks but I am throwing caution to the wind just this once and tearing off the first aid bandage (&lt;i&gt;we can't say band-aid in our house, long story, but its a Brand Name and not the Brand that Brad sells, so the word has been banned.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first moved into our house in 2005 we had two "home offices", one for our home computer and desk, which resided in Olivia's current room, and the second was my "work from home" office, because when we first relocated to Richmond I was still working for Careerbuilder.com.&amp;nbsp; My "work from home" office was on the third floor of our house, and was using the 5th Bedroom, take a peek...what a disaster, clearly this room was not photo ready when this was snapped, but you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H_i3pcZxHMw/TwMNCFn75TI/AAAAAAAAH3g/aU_6_8MQ8Co/s1600/Home+Office+%2528Bedroom+5%2529+2006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H_i3pcZxHMw/TwMNCFn75TI/AAAAAAAAH3g/aU_6_8MQ8Co/s400/Home+Office+%2528Bedroom+5%2529+2006.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;2005 - 3rd Floor Home Office&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OR4_Az29RQc/TwMNJS7WY9I/AAAAAAAAH30/cjx3ERyoU7M/s1600/Home+Office+%2528Bedroom+5%2529+2006+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OR4_Az29RQc/TwMNJS7WY9I/AAAAAAAAH30/cjx3ERyoU7M/s400/Home+Office+%2528Bedroom+5%2529+2006+%25232.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Office 2005 - 3rd Floor&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to find a photo of our first home office, but it quickly changed into a Nursery, so it never really took shape, it was always just a temporary location for our 2005 Dell Desktop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7PLWrRB1R6g/TwMN7VxkizI/AAAAAAAAH4A/qFlibKxVOEY/s1600/Formal+Living+Room+-+December+2005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7PLWrRB1R6g/TwMN7VxkizI/AAAAAAAAH4A/qFlibKxVOEY/s400/Formal+Living+Room+-+December+2005.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Formal Living Room 2005&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In December of 2010 we decided to add a wall between the Formal Living Room and Dining Room so that we could have a "Home Office" type area on the first floor of our house. When I moved to Capital One in September of 2006 we moved our "home office" onto the 3rd floor so we could make room for Olivia's Nursery, but we found that we just never made our way up there, it was too far out of the way, and so the first floor collected a lot of the "should be home office clutter", so the first floor home office was our solution and being that we had no need for a Formal Living Room (&lt;i&gt;come on peeps, we are not formal people)&lt;/i&gt; we thought adding a wall and closing it off with French Doors would give us the type of space we were looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OiK91PE0dBM/TwMOE2qVExI/AAAAAAAAH4M/qBK-Joojknk/s1600/DSC_0400.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OiK91PE0dBM/TwMOE2qVExI/AAAAAAAAH4M/qBK-Joojknk/s400/DSC_0400.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;View from the Foyer&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved the Pottery Barn Bedford Furniture downstairs from the 3rd floor, grabbed a bookshelf from the 3rd floor and refinished it, added a swag light and then went to town on the decor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nZOBNALfKQE/TwMOLea3EiI/AAAAAAAAH4Y/6L1EuhbQKtw/s1600/DSC_0401.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nZOBNALfKQE/TwMOLea3EiI/AAAAAAAAH4Y/6L1EuhbQKtw/s400/DSC_0401.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Standing in the Doorway&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4R_BHY4nctw/TwMRVMawFoI/AAAAAAAAH5s/6cME55E35jg/s1600/DSC_0412.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4R_BHY4nctw/TwMRVMawFoI/AAAAAAAAH5s/6cME55E35jg/s400/DSC_0412.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The pile of stuff on top of his crate gives me heart palpitations...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We have high hopes of getting Riley's crate out of here, hopes that one day he will be able to roam the house free during the day without emptying his 25 gallon bladder on the Morning Room Hardwoods...I have big plans for that corner...I am going to cover one of our Red Club Chairs with a fun fabric, add a cute little table/dresser and ta-da, a reading area for me to sit and rummage through the lovely home decor magazines I drool over every single month, or laugh and cry while reading Parents magazine, or even better laugh it up while perusing People Magazine on Friday afternoons...can't wait for that day, but I am not holding my breath, we gave him a trial run for a week or so, thought we were close to declaring success and then it went downhill...we haven't given him a second try just yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQ54tq__xzk/TwMQ--C1HiI/AAAAAAAAH5g/exVrT13-wK0/s1600/DSC_0409.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQ54tq__xzk/TwMQ--C1HiI/AAAAAAAAH5g/exVrT13-wK0/s400/DSC_0409.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Swag Light&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;You might notice that the swag light shade is upside down...up, that was a huge &lt;i&gt;whoopsie daisy&lt;/i&gt;. I bought the wrong kind of shade, I need a "hard" shade, and didn't realize that until we hung it and the bulb hung below the bottom of the shade, and I had already covered the shade with the fabric, so there was no going back, I could have use the shade on another lamp, but I just wanted to be done with so &lt;strike&gt;we&lt;/strike&gt;, Brad flipped the shade around and we called it a day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EYr82H3GjGI/TwMOn5_GucI/AAAAAAAAH4w/Qe69GuUxOvc/s1600/DSC_0405.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EYr82H3GjGI/TwMOn5_GucI/AAAAAAAAH4w/Qe69GuUxOvc/s400/DSC_0405.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I do happen to love my ribbon organizer to the side of the bookshelf though....&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pBzHZV5bWTE/TwMPHiCW_LI/AAAAAAAAH48/_1DJ7a5OHBk/s1600/DSC_0018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pBzHZV5bWTE/TwMPHiCW_LI/AAAAAAAAH48/_1DJ7a5OHBk/s400/DSC_0018.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;BEFORE...and what you can't see from the photo above is that the inside is painted Navy...you could see it, IF I wasn't using every single inch of space possible to cram our stuff into! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I am a big fan of the storage a bookshelf provides, but would rather the clutter be behind doors, so an option like the Ikea Hemnes Storage Options or the Billy Bookcase, which has the option to add doors. I am indebted to my darling hubs for partnering with me to finish the bookshelf so I can't imagine I am going to change it up anytime soon, but for other areas of the home that need storage, bookshelves with doors, suit my fancy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qq0WmT5I9lo/TwJmuXOk2zI/AAAAAAAAH3I/7Rnvu8ybqww/s1600/Hemnes.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qq0WmT5I9lo/TwJmuXOk2zI/AAAAAAAAH3I/7Rnvu8ybqww/s400/Hemnes.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ikea.com/us/en/catalog/products/S09874648/"&gt;Hemnes Storage Combination&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or even the &lt;a href="http://www.ikea.com/us/en/catalog/products/S09879976/"&gt;Liatorp Bookcase Combination&lt;/a&gt; from Ikea&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/-Az2xo4ytPTY/TwJm-pKjvmI/AAAAAAAAH3U/OMeM6GhMwWc/s1600/Liatorp.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Az2xo4ytPTY/TwJm-pKjvmI/AAAAAAAAH3U/OMeM6GhMwWc/s400/Liatorp.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I still have a lot of organizing to do, some desk accessories to add and a few small touches to finish up, the curtains are being "touched up" a bit by our neighborhood seamstress, so I will reveal those in a separate post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FIXU3fN5HiM/TwMPYR5gMUI/AAAAAAAAH5I/yDZKYEQfGQA/s1600/DSC_0407.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FIXU3fN5HiM/TwMPYR5gMUI/AAAAAAAAH5I/yDZKYEQfGQA/s400/DSC_0407.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And under the desk, holy smokes, what a mess. But the good news is. I have seen a ton of ideas on Pinterest to corral all the cords, so that will be a simple task once I put the wheels in motion, just haven't added that to the list just yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hwQdcIPrn-0/TwMPb_uvPZI/AAAAAAAAH5U/bZjuIDBpNGU/s1600/DSC_0408.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hwQdcIPrn-0/TwMPb_uvPZI/AAAAAAAAH5U/bZjuIDBpNGU/s400/DSC_0408.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say this room is 75% of where I would like it to be, still have work to do, but very happy with the progress and overly thrilled that we have a home office on the first floor of our house, makes a huge difference, I knock out some quick projects on the Silhouette while the girls play on the floor or even while they watch a movie in the other room... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part of the room is the "T" Wall...it was one of my first projects after finding my hobby and I am proud of the fact that months later I still really like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ar-q6n1fxjc/TwMRlTJXjEI/AAAAAAAAH54/7SWttNMn8ng/s1600/DSC_0411.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ar-q6n1fxjc/TwMRlTJXjEI/AAAAAAAAH54/7SWttNMn8ng/s400/DSC_0411.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And this guy wants you to know that he digs the "T" wall too, he stares at it all day long and still has nothing but love for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ikknhLBZ3E/TwMRu-6h2iI/AAAAAAAAH6E/aqtN3E-N0i0/s1600/DSC_0413.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ikknhLBZ3E/TwMRu-6h2iI/AAAAAAAAH6E/aqtN3E-N0i0/s400/DSC_0413.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rugs need to be fused together...two rugs from Lands End $14.99 each&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-5940160107298619290?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/5940160107298619290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=5940160107298619290' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/5940160107298619290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/5940160107298619290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/01/home-tour-tuesday-home-office.html' title='Home Tour Tuesday: Home Office...'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H_i3pcZxHMw/TwMNCFn75TI/AAAAAAAAH3g/aU_6_8MQ8Co/s72-c/Home+Office+%2528Bedroom+5%2529+2006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-7564834759915600629</id><published>2012-01-02T10:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T10:08:00.510-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Menu Monday'/><title type='text'>Menu Monday: Mashed Potatoes - Quick &amp; Easy</title><content type='html'>So while this one isn't going to win any awards and likely won't have my husband surprising me with jewelry at the thought of me serving it, these quick &amp;amp; easy Mashed Potatoes have added some serious pep in my side-preparing step...and who isn't looking for a quick alternative for a comfort food? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_KKpyaBjew/TwEgWrGn8xI/AAAAAAAAH28/dknUrxRQR9Y/s1600/Steam.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_KKpyaBjew/TwEgWrGn8xI/AAAAAAAAH28/dknUrxRQR9Y/s320/Steam.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I whipped up a Ham dinner the other night when Brad's Parents were here, and with the other sides I was preparing I thought that Mashed Potatoes might compliment them well but I wasn't interested in peeling or chopping potatoes, so I thought about the Steam &amp;amp; Mash option from OreIda...I've used these in the past but only when I am making a casserole, I hadn't used them for just regular ol' Mashed Potatoes, but after Friday Night, you bet your bottom dollar I am going to keep a bag of these little puppies in my freezer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You set the bag in the Microwave, set it for 10 minutes, let them steam, then you add 2/3 cup of Milk, we use Fat Free Milk, and then 2 tbsp of butter, I believe Brad added a little more butter, but I also thought about adding some sour cream, or cream cheese, or chives, or heck, even some bacon, the options are endless when the main ingredient only takes 10 minutes to prepare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give them a try, or at the very least when you are preparing a casserole give them the nod, it will say you a ton of time and the results are fantastic! I am guessing that most of the menus I share will be a little more labor intensive that this one, but lets be honest, I don't have a surplus of time on my hands, so I can imagine the majority of the recipes or meal ideas I share with you will be quick &amp;amp; easy, without quick or easy, they just aren't likely to happen more than once in this house...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-7564834759915600629?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/7564834759915600629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=7564834759915600629' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/7564834759915600629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/7564834759915600629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/01/menu-monday-mashed-potatoes-quick-easy.html' title='Menu Monday: Mashed Potatoes - Quick &amp; Easy'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_KKpyaBjew/TwEgWrGn8xI/AAAAAAAAH28/dknUrxRQR9Y/s72-c/Steam.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-5770252936714748699</id><published>2012-01-01T14:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T14:37:00.420-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goals'/><title type='text'>Why Hello There 2012...</title><content type='html'>You snuck up on me just a tad, but I am sure as heck glad you are here, every year I look forward to a fresh start, I am not sure if that is a good thing or a bad thing, it just is what it is...in 2011 my theme was &lt;a href="http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/01/welcome-2011.html"&gt;"being better"&lt;/a&gt;, I had several areas of my life that I wanted to be better in, and several people I wanted to be better for, and I am not sure I knocked any of them out of the park, so for fun I am going to go through my 2011 "Resolutions" and grade myself...and then we'll get cracking on the 2012 Resolutions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Being a better wife&lt;/b&gt;...making Brad feel special and loved everyday, even when he snores in my ear and I want to throttle him - &lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Final Grade: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;B-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;,&lt;/i&gt; I made some progress, but it was a fourth quarter push, 3/4 of the year could have used some serious improvement...this one will be a do-over for 2012 for sure. &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Being a better mother&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;...showing the girls every single day how they make my heart soar and world go round - &lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Final Grade: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;C, &lt;/b&gt;this one tears at my heart strings, because I really did try, and I gave and still give almost all of me to being a good Mom, but this motherhood thing threw some curve-balls my way in 2011, ones that I hadn't had enough time to practice on, and without extra time to practice, or extra sleep/patience, I wasn't prepared to take on a new pitch...another repeat for the 2012 Season. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Being a better daughter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;...just flat out being nicer and more patient with my parents. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Final Grade: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;this one might as well just be pass/fail, and I would go with fail...good gracious.&amp;nbsp; My Parents and I are similar in some ways, yet very, very different in others, and its hard to tell what causes the strain, the similarities or the differences, but I happen to be in the "its both" camp these days, so more work needs to be done in 2012 to show them that despite the fact that I lose my patience I am very thankful and grateful for who they are and everything they do for me and for my family, my girls would be lost without them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Being a better friend.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;..picking up the phone and actually hearing  my friends voices instead of relying on modern technology to keep the  friendship alive. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Final Grade: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;B-, &lt;/b&gt;some progress was made, more phone calls in 2011 than in 2010, but still far from the target. I told my BFF in a card (yes I still hand write cards, and I don't think she has even received it yet, so this will likely beat the card to her) that we need to schedule a phone date 2X a month and put it on the calendar, there is no excuse why that can't happen. When we do catch up on the phone we can go on and on for hours, like we are sitting in the same room just chatting away, its the best feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Being a better steward with our family money.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;..knowing where our money goes and using that to inform a budget that will hopefully set up our savings for success. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Final Grade: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;B, &lt;/b&gt;progress was made here, but probably a second half type of progress, I think that we were more conscious that in years past, I think that my new found ability to coupon helped a little, and I think the budget we put in place late in the year will set us up for success in 2012. &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Being a better role model for my girls.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;..eating healthy and  getting in shape. I want to be here for years to come and I want to feel  good and getting healthy is where it starts. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Final Grade: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;B+&lt;/b&gt;, for the better part of the year I was knocking this one out of the park, but last quarter I lost some steam, but 2012 is a clean start, and we are all focused on reducing the # of snacks the girls eat and saving those calories for well balanced meals at the table, rather than snacks on the run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Being better about work-life balance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;...I need to set boundaries  for myself and stick to them, I need to be as productive as I can be  while I am at work and be as present as I can be while I am at home. I  need to separate the work from my life as much as possible. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Final Grade: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;B+, &lt;/b&gt;progress made here, most nights if given the choice I left my computer in my bag, never even turned it on. I wish I could have truly unplugged from the BB a little more, but it was nice to leave the computer in the bag several nights a week.&amp;nbsp; There were a few times during the year where I was working in the early morning hours, but I never started work until the girls went to bed, so that made me feel better about the time I spent with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday January 6th I will share my 5 Goals for 2012 in the Five on Friday post....&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-5770252936714748699?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/5770252936714748699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=5770252936714748699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/5770252936714748699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/5770252936714748699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2012/01/why-hello-there-2012.html' title='Why Hello There 2012...'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-8577332352352689344</id><published>2011-12-31T14:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T14:34:24.144-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Organization'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas To Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I just used some of my Christmas Money (&lt;i&gt;doesn't that make me sound like I am 7 years old? Christmas Money - ha!&lt;/i&gt;) and I had to share my purchase with ya'll. I am beyond excited, not only that in a few short days will I get my paws on this magical machine, but that it was such a steal...check it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5cHmK_tHFJ4/Tv9iZhQ-kqI/AAAAAAAAH1c/-fY3nKBKSMM/s1600/Laminator.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5cHmK_tHFJ4/Tv9iZhQ-kqI/AAAAAAAAH1c/-fY3nKBKSMM/s1600/Laminator.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amazon.com&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A laminator, and it will be mine all mine in just 5-8 business days. (&lt;i&gt;free shipping time&lt;/i&gt;) I can hardly stand it. I already have a list a mile long of labels that could use a little extra protection, but first up on my list is my &lt;a href="http://www.erincondren.com/"&gt;Erin Condren&lt;/a&gt; Life Planner, the month tabs are starting to "fray" a bit and I would be just beside myself if that beauty didn't make it through all of 2012...so I have to do my part to protect those tabs so it goes the distance. I had been reading about the value a laminator brings to an organized home for the last several months, specifically from one of my favorite blogs &lt;a href="http://iheartorganizing.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-asked-gift-of-organization.html"&gt;IHeart Organizing&lt;/a&gt;, and I finally bit the bullet and caved. I hope that it brings me as much joy in real life as it does in Organization Envy (I have serious organization envy of other gals homes, its insane how goo-goo I go over organization tools). I can't wait to show you how it works just as soon as I have it in my excited little mitts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-8577332352352689344?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/8577332352352689344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=8577332352352689344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/8577332352352689344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/8577332352352689344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas-to-me.html' title='Merry Christmas To Me'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5cHmK_tHFJ4/Tv9iZhQ-kqI/AAAAAAAAH1c/-fY3nKBKSMM/s72-c/Laminator.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-9039444322205137282</id><published>2011-12-30T23:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T17:58:11.029-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five on Friday'/><title type='text'>Five on Friday: Memories &amp; Moments of 2011</title><content type='html'>2011...good gracious the year flew by. I can't even begin to capture the year in a single blog post the way several of the blogs I read have done, I am royally impressed they are able to pull it all together.&amp;nbsp; I thought it would be helpful (&lt;i&gt;for myself and the girls, when they are 45 and reading this&lt;/i&gt;) if I pulled together my Five Favorite Memories/Moments of 2011...this is stretching me out of my comfort zone, because I am going to do my best to make them MY Five Favorite, not OUR Five Favorite, which is going to also be a theme for 2012...not forgetting about ME, and while OUR/US/Family will always be #1, ME shouldn't be #4 or #5...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LZL_9iZCtGA/Tv6EndgfSNI/AAAAAAAAHzY/o0X8Pf6GHzM/s1600/DSC_0179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LZL_9iZCtGA/Tv6EndgfSNI/AAAAAAAAHzY/o0X8Pf6GHzM/s400/DSC_0179.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Halloween 2010&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;b&gt;Losing Weight&lt;/b&gt; - this was a "big" one for me, no pun intended. But really focusing on eating right, and being healthy was a big focus for me for the better part of the year. It is no secret that the last few months of the year I threw the rule book out and ate my face off, but we are back on track now and 2012 is going to help me get closer to my goal weight.&amp;nbsp; A lot of people focus on the # on the scale, and frankly when I say "goal weight", I don't have a specific number in mind, I want to get to a place where I am comfortable in my skin and my clothes and that when I look in the mirror I can smile and not want to cut my love handles off with the super duper sharp medical scissors we have in the bathroom drawer. I am utterly embarrassed by the photo above, but come on people, its no secret, I was not photo worthy a year ago and while I am not jumping in front of the camera, I am in a spot where I can stand to look at a photo of myself without throwing up in my mouth...just got a ways to go, but I am looking forward to the journey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CGiLiE44k90/Tv6F6SZT0EI/AAAAAAAAHzk/UpiUzCakdJA/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CGiLiE44k90/Tv6F6SZT0EI/AAAAAAAAHzk/UpiUzCakdJA/s400/DSC_0050.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;May 2011&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ytB_nDZQ9z4/Tv6GDvekzxI/AAAAAAAAHzw/Z2IP_45xyh4/s1600/IMG_9175.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ytB_nDZQ9z4/Tv6GDvekzxI/AAAAAAAAHzw/Z2IP_45xyh4/s400/IMG_9175.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 2011&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;b&gt;Finding a Hobby&lt;/b&gt; - I have been searching for a hobby for as long as I have known myself.&amp;nbsp; I have always wanted a hobby, I have envied those with hobbies, and it wasn't until this year that I found a hobby that I can call my own.&amp;nbsp; Being crafty and taking on home projects is my hobby and there are several things I love about it. I love that its about the hunt, that its about finding a great deal and turning a 2 into a 10.&amp;nbsp; I love that I don't have to be married to it. If I need a break, I can take a break and nothing is going to fall apart, sure I might get a little anxious that I haven't knocked out a project in quite some time, but all in all, a break from this hobby isn't going to kill me, its easy to take a break from and I need a low pressure hobby like that, one that doesn't take over my life, one that just enriches it, and gives me something for me, something that I enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xdql-lUIyKo/Tv6Hp4iqmnI/AAAAAAAAHz8/9hrczN9Dg0U/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xdql-lUIyKo/Tv6Hp4iqmnI/AAAAAAAAHz8/9hrczN9Dg0U/s400/DSC_0024.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wall Art for Olivia's Room&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RoeHjsINh7o/Tv6Hu0ZPXlI/AAAAAAAAH0I/J95MOKRzrXU/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RoeHjsINh7o/Tv6Hu0ZPXlI/AAAAAAAAH0I/J95MOKRzrXU/s400/DSC_0027.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bulletin Board for the Home Office&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;b&gt;My Birthday Away&lt;/b&gt; - I love that my husband&lt;strike&gt; FINALLY&lt;/strike&gt; planned something, and surprised me with a night away.&amp;nbsp; I am the worlds biggest planner, and I happen to love traveling more than your average Joe, and for him to put two of my favorite loves together - planning &amp;amp; traveling, I could have just married him all over again - and I happen to love that we got to spend almost 2 days together focused on us, on us as a couple and us as two individuals, not just us as Parents.&amp;nbsp; We have come to realize that if we are happy as a couple and as individuals, we are much happier as Parents, so for 2012 that is also going to be on our radar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LD6IXlNEQZw/Tv6IeH0SDjI/AAAAAAAAH0U/389eITZFwAw/s1600/DSC_0125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LD6IXlNEQZw/Tv6IeH0SDjI/AAAAAAAAH0U/389eITZFwAw/s400/DSC_0125.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Room at the B&amp;amp;B&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;4)&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;St. Jude Trike-a-Thon&lt;/b&gt; - this one just melts my heart. I love that Olivia got involved in something so great and I love that Brad and I took the day to support her while she rode her little pedal-free bike for the St. Jude's Family.&amp;nbsp; Olivia still talks about St. Jude all the time, she sees the emblem in store windows and asks about the doctors and the kids at St. Jude, and she saw an ornament on the tree at her school from St. Jude and quickly pointed it out to me. I just hope that exposing her to the gift of giving at such a young age sets her up for many years to come of thinking of others and finding a way to give to those in need...we couldn't have been more proud of her. And we also couldn't have been more grateful to all our friends and family who supported her, I think that really cemented this as a special memory for me, I was floored by the support and encouragement our friends and family gave Olivia. &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/-IpcnM0LJP30/Tv6J5zRlyFI/AAAAAAAAH0g/PI1Z3Uc8Akw/s1600/DSC_0300.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IpcnM0LJP30/Tv6J5zRlyFI/AAAAAAAAH0g/PI1Z3Uc8Akw/s400/DSC_0300.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;b&gt;Irene &amp;amp; The Earthquake&lt;/b&gt; - while the damage we suffered pales in comparison to most, there was a split second during Irene from the time Brad yelled "She's going" (meaning the tree) to the time it hit the ground that I felt my world stop, I rushed for the girls, but it felt like I was moving in slow motion, I was rushing to ensure that if it came down on my house that it didn't come down on our precious beauties.&amp;nbsp; I was frightened and then so very thankful in a wave of about 3 seconds, it is hard to explain those emotions.&amp;nbsp; I felt similar ones during the Earthquake, once I realized what was going on, of course, but there was more fear because I wasn't with the girls, I couldn't reach them and confirm their safety, and then all the what if's started to play through my head, what if it didn't stop shaking? What if their school building came down on them? What if MY building came down on me? What if Brad was driving over a bridge when it started to shake and the bridge snapped in half...all of those what ifs went through my head, not immediately, but they did. Natural Disasters scare the ba-jeezes out of me, and I can't really classify either moment as a favorite, but the pure relief I felt when I realized the tree didn't hit our house, and simply just took out our fence. I didn't once complain about the clean up or the hassle of dealing with insurance, I was so incredibly thankful that we were all safe, that is all that mattered. &lt;i&gt;P.S. Why don't they name Earthquakes the way they do with Hurricanes? And are hurricanes the only disasters that they do name? Odd, huh? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Cu3JVoG5U/Tv6LsecD6DI/AAAAAAAAH0s/YkZUha0RfsA/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Cu3JVoG5U/Tv6LsecD6DI/AAAAAAAAH0s/YkZUha0RfsA/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Next Friday&lt;/b&gt; - 5 Goals for 2012, not to be confused with New Years Resolutions, which will be shared hopefully this weekend. 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Moments of 2011'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LZL_9iZCtGA/Tv6EndgfSNI/AAAAAAAAHzY/o0X8Pf6GHzM/s72-c/DSC_0179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-6119856636188267962</id><published>2011-12-27T19:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T19:30:56.452-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Jolly Ol' St. Nick Came...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FqrHOfQfgIo/TvpdkezOQpI/AAAAAAAAHvs/SlzjyAp01JM/s1600/DSC_0123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FqrHOfQfgIo/TvpdkezOQpI/AAAAAAAAHvs/SlzjyAp01JM/s400/DSC_0123.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cookies, Milk and the "Secret No Fireplace Santa Key"...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;And he brought the thunder and the rain...these two girls sure must have been little angels all year long to have received so many wonderful presents from the Jolly Ol' Fella...&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/--f6kmZ_2P_c/TvpdtXfSk7I/AAAAAAAAHv4/EfKduJtXHM4/s1600/DSC_0124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--f6kmZ_2P_c/TvpdtXfSk7I/AAAAAAAAHv4/EfKduJtXHM4/s400/DSC_0124.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had quite a hectic Christmas Eve, so our traditions got brushed to the side, and in the chaos called bedtime, we forgot to have the girls leave the cookies &amp;amp; milk out for Santa, but of course I couldn't let a tradition go all together, so I put the cookies out and snapped a few shots so I could show the girls the next morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ijhlgdBn2XY/TvpeI904AAI/AAAAAAAAHwE/OqiHAyPOsMk/s1600/DSC_0126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ijhlgdBn2XY/TvpeI904AAI/AAAAAAAAHwE/OqiHAyPOsMk/s400/DSC_0126.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course the next morning the cookies had been nibbled on and the milk was gone, and Santa had left the girls a letter...and the letter even included a report from Cameron the Elf, and Cameron had mentioned to the big guy just how loud and fussy bedtime is around here, but of course the girls didn't really get the hint...&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/-4dHF7QPrlUY/TvpeWNFEzHI/AAAAAAAAHwQ/IyoO4jvKDPw/s1600/DSC_0127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4dHF7QPrlUY/TvpeWNFEzHI/AAAAAAAAHwQ/IyoO4jvKDPw/s400/DSC_0127.JPG" width="400" /&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/--ALmQJmh49M/TvpeqXYSMoI/AAAAAAAAHwc/D9nmMbSzUL0/s1600/DSC_0133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--ALmQJmh49M/TvpeqXYSMoI/AAAAAAAAHwc/D9nmMbSzUL0/s400/DSC_0133.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the scene on Christmas Morning just before the girls came downstairs...I was chomping at the bit, I couldn't wait to see their reactions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dtDqa9_i7ZU/TvpfC3cOY5I/AAAAAAAAHww/TpO0ugma4hQ/s1600/DSC_0156.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dtDqa9_i7ZU/TvpfC3cOY5I/AAAAAAAAHww/TpO0ugma4hQ/s400/DSC_0156.JPG" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia making her way down the stairs with my Mom, Avery and Brad on her heels...&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/-m20BF-Zh9-0/TvpfMPcsOGI/AAAAAAAAHw8/hgJbFnBqmjs/s1600/DSC_0160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m20BF-Zh9-0/TvpfMPcsOGI/AAAAAAAAHw8/hgJbFnBqmjs/s400/DSC_0160.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her reaction when she saw her new bike was priceless, I think Brad might have patted himself on the back for that one, her reaction was great.I have to admit, I was a little nervous. Our niece got a bike when she was about Olivia's age, and she didn't touch the thing for a few days, barely even glanced in its direction, I was so worried Olivia would have the same reaction and I was worried I would have to repair Brad's heart, but thankfully that didn't happen. &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/-9SkA684qPMQ/TvpfWfw2dKI/AAAAAAAAHxI/_3wK77LB1_U/s1600/DSC_0183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9SkA684qPMQ/TvpfWfw2dKI/AAAAAAAAHxI/_3wK77LB1_U/s400/DSC_0183.JPG" width="267" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ftefSLwfvsw/TvpfnnAtVXI/AAAAAAAAHxU/Jz5WaI21p8I/s1600/DSC_0162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ftefSLwfvsw/TvpfnnAtVXI/AAAAAAAAHxU/Jz5WaI21p8I/s400/DSC_0162.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avery loved her Daisy Duck, who now sleeps with her and accompanies her around the house...and she also seemed to be a big fan of her new doll bed (&lt;i&gt;Huge Shout Out to my Dad on this one, I had every intention of finishing it myself, but ran out of time, so he sprayed it for me, and I finished it off with the vinyl&lt;/i&gt;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jadYa2fHh7o/Tvpf1tPe9pI/AAAAAAAAHxg/xT6AgPuEeaA/s1600/DSC_0176.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jadYa2fHh7o/Tvpf1tPe9pI/AAAAAAAAHxg/xT6AgPuEeaA/s400/DSC_0176.JPG" width="400" /&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/-4CZxyb1fWvY/TvpgSyF3EAI/AAAAAAAAHx4/7H9vwGBJ2X4/s1600/DSC_0195.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4CZxyb1fWvY/TvpgSyF3EAI/AAAAAAAAHx4/7H9vwGBJ2X4/s400/DSC_0195.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We broke another tradition this year and skipped the breakfast casserole and just heated up some beyond delicious cinnamon rolls from Costco, but never fear, we didn't skip the Mimosa Tradition...&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/-q4NoSacVJVU/TvpghekqP2I/AAAAAAAAHyE/nCDXXhEBKSI/s1600/DSC_0196.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q4NoSacVJVU/TvpghekqP2I/AAAAAAAAHyE/nCDXXhEBKSI/s400/DSC_0196.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom and I enjoyed our first sips around 8am - not too shabby eh?We didn't rush through presents this year, while the girls really enjoyed ripping into them, we took breaks to just enjoy each other and the day, we lounged around, played with toys and just enjoyed each others company...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EcNs9Qlw_74/Tvpg0lu7aII/AAAAAAAAHyQ/Lu7ur4GXMJ4/s1600/DSC_0211.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EcNs9Qlw_74/Tvpg0lu7aII/AAAAAAAAHyQ/Lu7ur4GXMJ4/s400/DSC_0211.JPG" width="400" /&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/-xIHS-5UW0Do/TvphB50uSFI/AAAAAAAAHyc/ow9UiSSzz8A/s1600/DSC_0224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xIHS-5UW0Do/TvphB50uSFI/AAAAAAAAHyc/ow9UiSSzz8A/s400/DSC_0224.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even took a break for a test "ride"...and Avery got in on the action too, she got to ride her "new" bike as well...&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/-juLcjH9TZCE/TvphOjIVE5I/AAAAAAAAHyo/dRPIGFOW6rI/s1600/DSC_0225.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-juLcjH9TZCE/TvphOjIVE5I/AAAAAAAAHyo/dRPIGFOW6rI/s400/DSC_0225.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wZoevRVuEgE/TvphXNmmiEI/AAAAAAAAHy0/qm2ET0cfmzU/s1600/DSC_0284.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wZoevRVuEgE/TvphXNmmiEI/AAAAAAAAHy0/qm2ET0cfmzU/s320/DSC_0284.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to give Brad some props...he wrapped my present and made the bow himself. When I spotted it, I immediately said "oh did your Mom make the bow?", and he was quick to point out that he did it all by himself - he was so proud! And you will note from the previous Five on Friday post that we don't exchange gifts...well, we both broke that a bit this year, the girls got him a new iPad cover-thingy and he bought me cowboy boots...YEE-HAW!!!&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/-lKYz8eMeogw/Tvphxw6_iiI/AAAAAAAAHzA/TBRVFpf7ATo/s1600/DSC_0309.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lKYz8eMeogw/Tvphxw6_iiI/AAAAAAAAHzA/TBRVFpf7ATo/s400/DSC_0309.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my Parents got the girls LeapPads, which Olivia refers to as a "Kids iPad"...they haven't played with them too much just yet, so the jury is still out, but I just know they are going to love them, once they get the hang of them...they are so used to my iPhone and the iPad, but once we figure this bad boy out I imagine we will be cooking with gas!!! My Parents had a blast watching the girls open their presents, and the girls were kind enough to offer up their unwrapping talents to anyone that was willing to take them up on it...as you can see from the photo below. Avery is helping me unwrap a new dress from Boden (Thanks Mom!)&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/-P76PKQ-dfdI/TvpiwJpqTAI/AAAAAAAAHzM/mTM7hBlg598/s1600/DSC_0246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P76PKQ-dfdI/TvpiwJpqTAI/AAAAAAAAHzM/mTM7hBlg598/s400/DSC_0246.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally we head to Brad's Parents house around nap time on Christmas, but Shannon (Brad's Sister)'s kiddos were sick, fevers and all, so I didn't want to chance it, so we are still here, in Richmond, hoping that Brad's Parents can join us for a day or two later in the week. We missed being able to visit with them, but are thankful that we got to spend time with Shannon &amp;amp; Family over Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: My favorite gift the girls got, was their new craft table - it makes a world of difference in the morning room - I can't wait to do a home tour of the morning room...maybe in a week or two, we have a project going on right now that will reside in there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-6119856636188267962?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/6119856636188267962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=6119856636188267962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6119856636188267962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6119856636188267962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/12/jolly-ol-st-nick-came.html' title='Jolly Ol&apos; St. Nick Came...'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FqrHOfQfgIo/TvpdkezOQpI/AAAAAAAAHvs/SlzjyAp01JM/s72-c/DSC_0123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-6632382667301131789</id><published>2011-12-27T15:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T15:48:33.255-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Tour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dining Room'/><title type='text'>Home Tour Tuesday: Dining Room...</title><content type='html'>Here is our Dining Room in 2005 when we moved in...contractor white on the walls, but new furniture and a new area rug. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vS7YU_4gFDc/TvoqznpEv-I/AAAAAAAAHuM/fx7gftMXqiw/s1600/Dining+Room+2005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vS7YU_4gFDc/TvoqznpEv-I/AAAAAAAAHuM/fx7gftMXqiw/s400/Dining+Room+2005.jpg" width="400" /&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/-6umND_N-s-U/Tvoq8e_fQbI/AAAAAAAAHuo/Y6lhwlff25g/s1600/Dining+Room+2005+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6umND_N-s-U/Tvoq8e_fQbI/AAAAAAAAHuo/Y6lhwlff25g/s400/Dining+Room+2005+%25232.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love our China Hutch, but I so badly wanted the larger one, but the room just wouldn't allow it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-81NWAvBTh0Y/TvorDfZpT_I/AAAAAAAAHu8/J-Rp1AO_yVE/s1600/Dining+Room+2005+%25233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-81NWAvBTh0Y/TvorDfZpT_I/AAAAAAAAHu8/J-Rp1AO_yVE/s400/Dining+Room+2005+%25233.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The photograph on the far wall is one of Raleigh, North Carolina, Brad took it when he was living there, I had it blow up and framed for him for an Anniversary Present - he has even sold a few, its a great shot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And then we had the room painted in 2006, it was actually one of the first rooms that we had painted. I fell in love with the color after visiting my SIL in Georgia, they have this color in their home and I just loved it.&amp;nbsp; While I still very much like the color, my taste is going more towards gray, and less towards the warm colors, but this color now makes up about 85% of our house, so I am going to learn to live with it for many more years to come.&amp;nbsp; Once we finally bit the bullet and had the 2 story foyer painted, that was the nail in the coffin, this color isn't going anywhere, anytime soon, but since the dining room is fairly contained now, thanks to the new all, we could mix it up in there just a bit....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/-ZPNng_Rpmek/TvorynL0V5I/AAAAAAAAHvI/PGQFeb9OfC0/s1600/Dining+Room+December+2005+%2528New+Paint%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZPNng_Rpmek/TvorynL0V5I/AAAAAAAAHvI/PGQFeb9OfC0/s400/Dining+Room+December+2005+%2528New+Paint%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And then Brad added picture frame molding while I was in Manila in 2010...and then in December 2010 we put a wall up to close off the former formal living room, which is now our home office. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/-sFe6VLPEZaY/Tvosc_j-5FI/AAAAAAAAHvU/uGPjDtRPwqs/s1600/DSC_0010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sFe6VLPEZaY/Tvosc_j-5FI/AAAAAAAAHvU/uGPjDtRPwqs/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; And last but not least, we painted below the chair rail and added a gallery wall...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/-pZOZ73qh5xE/TvotPlBjzrI/AAAAAAAAHvg/48B4oFuOJ9c/s1600/DSC_0110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pZOZ73qh5xE/TvotPlBjzrI/AAAAAAAAHvg/48B4oFuOJ9c/s400/DSC_0110.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I wish the room was a little larger, we have a fantastic, beautiful table but it rarely gets a chance to breath, and heck, who am I kidding, it rarely gets any company, outside of Birthday Cake Cutting ceremonies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I plan to recover the chairs and add some new window treatments at some point in 2012, but other than that, this room is basically complete, unless of course, we decide to change the paint color, but I am fairly certain that won't be anytime soon, there are several other projects I would prioritize over changing the paint color in the dining room. I can't decide if the fabric will be soft and subtle, with just a touch of color, maybe a pale teal or blue, or whether I will attempt to work in some other colors, or heck, maybe even just go white? Would you really put white on your dining room chairs? I guess I could protect the fabric? Thoughts? I am slightly obsessed with white these days, so that is in the running for sure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-6632382667301131789?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/6632382667301131789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=6632382667301131789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6632382667301131789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6632382667301131789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/12/home-tour-tuesday-dining-room.html' title='Home Tour Tuesday: Dining Room...'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vS7YU_4gFDc/TvoqznpEv-I/AAAAAAAAHuM/fx7gftMXqiw/s72-c/Dining+Room+2005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-1616105733723376479</id><published>2011-12-26T11:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T15:28:59.015-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Menu Monday'/><title type='text'>Menu Monday: Nutter Butter Balls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rqKk9ZgNUH4/TvombcSHzEI/AAAAAAAAHtw/SHOIHN_mPFg/s1600/DSC_0117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rqKk9ZgNUH4/TvombcSHzEI/AAAAAAAAHtw/SHOIHN_mPFg/s400/DSC_0117.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Growing up one of my favorite activities was sneaking downstairs at Pattie Jo's house to grab a few extra peanut butter balls, holy smokes, those delectable balls of peanut butter, covered in chocolate were heaven sent, and try as I might, I haven't been able to reproduce quite the same taste, despite using the trusty recipe, so you could say that I gave up, and went in search of another peanut butter - chocolate recipe that would satisfy my taste buds...and while I didn't knock it out of the park on the first try, these little beauties have a lot of potential...and most importantly, they are EASY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similar to the Mint Oreo Cookie Balls...&lt;b&gt;you need&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Package (8oz) of Cream Cheese, softened&lt;br /&gt;24 Nutter Butter Cookies, finely crushed, about 3 cups (&lt;i&gt;I used the whole package, whoops&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;2 Package (6 sqs each) Bakers Semi-Sweet Chocolate, melted (microwave)&lt;br /&gt;Peanut Butter - I used JIF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What to do:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1) &lt;/b&gt;Crush the Nutter Butter Cookies, I used the food processor, and it basically gave me cookie dust...a little chunkier might have been better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2) &lt;/b&gt;Mix Cream Cheese with &lt;strike&gt;Cookie Dust&lt;/strike&gt;, finely crushed Cookies. I ended up throwing in several spoon fulls of peanut butter because there was so way the cream cheese was going to get the job done, next time I plan to use less cookies and even more peanut butter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3) &lt;/b&gt;Shape into 1 inch balls, place on wax paper and freeze for 10 minutes, or if you live where its cold enough, just set them outside for a bit. (&lt;i&gt;I actually skipped this step since it was 70 degrees the day I did it and you bet your bottom dollar I didn't have a lick of space in the freezer to cool these pups off&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Melt Chocolate &amp;amp; mix in 1/4 cup peanut butter, dip balls in mixture and return to wax paper. Refrigerate for an hour. Keep in the fridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These beauties were delicious, and I just know next time they will be even better. We enjoyed sampling them while we went in search of Tacky Christmas Lights on Friday December 23rd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-1616105733723376479?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/1616105733723376479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=1616105733723376479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/1616105733723376479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/1616105733723376479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/12/menu-monday-nutter-butter-balls.html' title='Menu Monday: Nutter Butter Balls'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rqKk9ZgNUH4/TvombcSHzEI/AAAAAAAAHtw/SHOIHN_mPFg/s72-c/DSC_0117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-6770865267114979900</id><published>2011-12-25T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T22:58:49.632-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TP9i5GxllEg/TvfvSmBjDaI/AAAAAAAAHtk/mAqA_fiDVYc/s1600/388592_2937228550355_1250367005_3325647_1667896639_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TP9i5GxllEg/TvfvSmBjDaI/AAAAAAAAHtk/mAqA_fiDVYc/s400/388592_2937228550355_1250367005_3325647_1667896639_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We had to wake Olivia this morning...might be the last time that happens, but judging by some FB posts from some friends several little ones had to be woken up this morning.&amp;nbsp; My Parents were parked outside our house for 30 minutes, didn't want to call for fear they would wake us, now who was more excited? The Grandparents or the Grandkids? Judging by the time everyone woke up, my guess is, the Grandparents! Which I happen to think is adorable!&amp;nbsp; Our plans to travel to Bassett this afternoon were cancelled due to some sick Jones kiddos, we just couldn't risk exposing our little ones to their high fevers and coughs. We hope to see Brad's Parents later this week, I know the girls are in need of some Bina &amp;amp; PawPaw lovin'.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We hope that ya'll had a wonderful day with your family &amp;amp; friends. I always get a little sad/homesick this time of year, missing "home" and all my friends in the 413 (area code for those not familiar).&amp;nbsp; The Holiday Season just reminds me of being at home, but more and more Richmond is feeling like "home", so I can imagine that sadness will fade as the years go by, but it doesn't mean I don't miss all my family and friends at home, I've got nothing but love for them and their beautiful families. Merry Christmas from ours to yours...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-6770865267114979900?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/6770865267114979900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=6770865267114979900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6770865267114979900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6770865267114979900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas-2011.html' title='Merry Christmas 2011'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TP9i5GxllEg/TvfvSmBjDaI/AAAAAAAAHtk/mAqA_fiDVYc/s72-c/388592_2937228550355_1250367005_3325647_1667896639_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-3589978282638802233</id><published>2011-12-24T15:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T15:46:00.517-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Cookies for Santa...Wine for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OiXWwsLk7Ro/TvY57qVxOsI/AAAAAAAAHtY/yrBa6H-uD5Y/s1600/Cookies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OiXWwsLk7Ro/TvY57qVxOsI/AAAAAAAAHtY/yrBa6H-uD5Y/s400/Cookies.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_229308513"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_229308514"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-3589978282638802233?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/3589978282638802233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=3589978282638802233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/3589978282638802233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/3589978282638802233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/12/cookies-for-santawine-for-me.html' title='Cookies for Santa...Wine for Me'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OiXWwsLk7Ro/TvY57qVxOsI/AAAAAAAAHtY/yrBa6H-uD5Y/s72-c/Cookies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-8930415176556556574</id><published>2011-12-23T11:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T11:36:33.681-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five on Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Five on Friday: Santa Lists</title><content type='html'>I thought I would share with you the top Five Things on all of our lists this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qn538zkepJw/TvSsBt6DwzI/AAAAAAAAHsg/T4RqJppBIgc/s1600/IMG-20111219-00006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qn538zkepJw/TvSsBt6DwzI/AAAAAAAAHsg/T4RqJppBIgc/s400/IMG-20111219-00006.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Olivia's List from School...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Olivia:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) A Piano/Keyboard&lt;br /&gt;2) Some Shirts&lt;br /&gt;3) A kids iPad (aka LeapPad)&lt;br /&gt;4) A present for Mommy&lt;br /&gt;5) Coloring Paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MeG_LwT4vuE/TvStcIidj5I/AAAAAAAAHss/TD7cmAk1rGI/s1600/DSC_0119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MeG_LwT4vuE/TvStcIidj5I/AAAAAAAAHss/TD7cmAk1rGI/s400/DSC_0119.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Olivia's Letter to Santa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NQbi2CHCsPs/TvStnP2kkgI/AAAAAAAAHs4/3DPRrlo1Lq0/s1600/IMG-20111219-00007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NQbi2CHCsPs/TvStnP2kkgI/AAAAAAAAHs4/3DPRrlo1Lq0/s400/IMG-20111219-00007.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Avery's List from School&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Avery: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) A doll&lt;br /&gt;2) A doll house&lt;br /&gt;3) A hat&lt;br /&gt;4) Shoes&lt;br /&gt;5) Stuffed Animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L_yjAosRjqw/TvStzZpWCYI/AAAAAAAAHtM/OZtHUDJGgiU/s1600/DSC_0118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L_yjAosRjqw/TvStzZpWCYI/AAAAAAAAHtM/OZtHUDJGgiU/s400/DSC_0118.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Avery's Letter to Santa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brad: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) A new Mountain Bike&lt;br /&gt;2) A coffee bean grinder&lt;br /&gt;3) A new Mountain Bike&lt;br /&gt;4) A new Mountain Bike&lt;br /&gt;5) A new Mountain Bike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Leigh:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;b&gt;Red Flannel Shirt&lt;/b&gt; - this one is from Lands End (one of my favorite stores on the planet), but I have seen several cute ones on Pinterest, but can't seem to find the right pattern in the stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oDBhggXJwhw/TvH_yzdvI2I/AAAAAAAAHq0/V5c82XCGBFQ/s1600/408763_A711_FF_YLK.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oDBhggXJwhw/TvH_yzdvI2I/AAAAAAAAHq0/V5c82XCGBFQ/s400/408763_A711_FF_YLK.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2) &lt;b&gt;Hunter Rain Boots&lt;/b&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/-uZK5lvCgmYA/TvIAw-8XSTI/AAAAAAAAHq8/tZ7-3sKN26U/s1600/Boots.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uZK5lvCgmYA/TvIAw-8XSTI/AAAAAAAAHq8/tZ7-3sKN26U/s400/Boots.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;3) &lt;b&gt;North Face Rain Jacket&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; - all I care about is that it isn't black or brown, I want a color. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qYY0o-xy27s/TvIBX0IjmxI/AAAAAAAAHrE/90uy_86Er7U/s1600/PETPK.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qYY0o-xy27s/TvIBX0IjmxI/AAAAAAAAHrE/90uy_86Er7U/s320/PETPK.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;b&gt;Coach - Poppy&lt;/b&gt; - this perfume is just lovely (I have a hard time using the word lovely, it just doesn't fit my personality, but it seemed to fit in this instant).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TCvkfUyn5GM/TvIf1ogk8WI/AAAAAAAAHrU/vV0xMYbNIMQ/s1600/Poppy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TCvkfUyn5GM/TvIf1ogk8WI/AAAAAAAAHrU/vV0xMYbNIMQ/s1600/Poppy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;b&gt;Leopard Print Flats &lt;/b&gt;-&amp;nbsp; I have seen a few on people that I really like, but haven't seen any in person while shopping that have jumped there way into my closet, so for now I will just think about these precious JCrew flats... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tiPG5TcyJXc/TvIfO_wDEqI/AAAAAAAAHrM/M4es9Sm4hGo/s1600/cheetah+flats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tiPG5TcyJXc/TvIfO_wDEqI/AAAAAAAAHrM/M4es9Sm4hGo/s320/cheetah+flats.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fairly certain I will go 0 for 5 on my list since I didn't really tell anyone about these wants, this is likely the first my family is hearing about them, and since Brad and I don't exchange gifts for Christmas, I am thinking these will be helpful hints for him for my Birthday which is in March. (hint, hint, hint).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-8930415176556556574?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/8930415176556556574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=8930415176556556574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/8930415176556556574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/8930415176556556574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/12/five-on-friday-santa-lists.html' title='Five on Friday: Santa Lists'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qn538zkepJw/TvSsBt6DwzI/AAAAAAAAHsg/T4RqJppBIgc/s72-c/IMG-20111219-00006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-3265819220128404117</id><published>2011-12-22T10:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T10:06:24.822-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Teacher Gifts 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Brdo7TB4Jp4/TvNFAth2-lI/AAAAAAAAHrs/yOfjoc40BUM/s1600/DSC_0113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Brdo7TB4Jp4/TvNFAth2-lI/AAAAAAAAHrs/yOfjoc40BUM/s400/DSC_0113.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lemon Sugar Scrub&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/-S4U3Kp1UTVo/TvNFK6Q4flI/AAAAAAAAHsI/KHgJF4pyudc/s1600/DSC_0114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S4U3Kp1UTVo/TvNFK6Q4flI/AAAAAAAAHsI/KHgJF4pyudc/s400/DSC_0114.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;With gift tags made from a template found on Pinterest &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/-TbD0HrsUVTY/TvNFU1Yi5QI/AAAAAAAAHsU/hKrAYsKlny4/s1600/DSC_0116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TbD0HrsUVTY/TvNFU1Yi5QI/AAAAAAAAHsU/hKrAYsKlny4/s400/DSC_0116.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The recipe is easy-peasy. You just take white sugar, non-smelly oil (I used a combination of canola and olive) and extract or essential oils, mix it all together and there you have it. You can mix the sugar and oil together and divide it out and then add the scent of your choice. I made a batch for some of the gals I work with and I used peppermint extract and for the girls teachers I used lemon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few little things to put with these, like an ornament the girls picked out, etc but for the most part this is the crux of their gift and it was super easy, not to mention affordable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-3265819220128404117?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/3265819220128404117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=3265819220128404117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/3265819220128404117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/3265819220128404117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/12/teacher-gifts-2011.html' title='Teacher Gifts 2011'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Brdo7TB4Jp4/TvNFAth2-lI/AAAAAAAAHrs/yOfjoc40BUM/s72-c/DSC_0113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-8912671651530268962</id><published>2011-12-22T09:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T09:53:34.715-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>From Ours to Yours...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-exw-5P65TDM/TvNEYS3Q3vI/AAAAAAAAHrg/SRlCRRUVCpg/s1600/www.jenidwyercreative.com.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="512" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-exw-5P65TDM/TvNEYS3Q3vI/AAAAAAAAHrg/SRlCRRUVCpg/s640/www.jenidwyercreative.com.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-8912671651530268962?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/8912671651530268962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=8912671651530268962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/8912671651530268962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/8912671651530268962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/12/from-ours-to-yours.html' title='From Ours to Yours...'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-exw-5P65TDM/TvNEYS3Q3vI/AAAAAAAAHrg/SRlCRRUVCpg/s72-c/www.jenidwyercreative.com.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-2951936356648197814</id><published>2011-12-21T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T09:48:20.810-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordy Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordy Wednesday: ELF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rLFliR9nXtY/TvHv8nTQevI/AAAAAAAAHqs/-Q92mAohsfI/s1600/Elf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rLFliR9nXtY/TvHv8nTQevI/AAAAAAAAHqs/-Q92mAohsfI/s320/Elf.jpg" width="204" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If you haven't seen this movie, holy smokes, you are missing out. There are some hilarious quotes in this movie that regardless of how many times I watch it, I end up keeled over laughing my face off. Here are a few of my favorites:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I just like to smile, smiling's my favorite"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"He's an angry elf"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I thought maybe we could make ginger bread houses, and eat cookie dough, and go ice skating, and maybe even hold hands"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I could go on and on, it is a FUNNY movie, if you haven't seen it, plunk yourself down on the couch with a bowl of popcorn (or Doritos if they are your thing) and be prepared to laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-2951936356648197814?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/2951936356648197814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=2951936356648197814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/2951936356648197814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/2951936356648197814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/12/wordy-wednesday-elf.html' title='Wordy Wednesday: ELF'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rLFliR9nXtY/TvHv8nTQevI/AAAAAAAAHqs/-Q92mAohsfI/s72-c/Elf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-3288034365404463060</id><published>2011-12-19T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T15:24:12.266-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Menu Monday'/><title type='text'>Menu Monday: Mint Oreo Balls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uWE2E_6EpDA/Tu-aLntkCSI/AAAAAAAAHqU/WUxzP65CQrI/s1600/Cool+Mint.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uWE2E_6EpDA/Tu-aLntkCSI/AAAAAAAAHqU/WUxzP65CQrI/s400/Cool+Mint.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had legit photos of the process, because it really was simple, but since I didn't document it well last night I thought I would just share what they look like as a finished product...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7qrh3OvTd18/Tu-bszoGXCI/AAAAAAAAHqc/u6YZdNU2M5s/s1600/philadelphia_cream_cheese.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7qrh3OvTd18/Tu-bszoGXCI/AAAAAAAAHqc/u6YZdNU2M5s/s320/philadelphia_cream_cheese.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ingredients: &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Package of Cool Mint Oreos - crushed&lt;br /&gt;1 Package of Cream Cheese - softened&lt;br /&gt;2 Packages of Semi-Sweet Bakers Chocolate (12 squares) - melted&lt;br /&gt;Sprinkles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;What to do: &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Crush Oreos - food processor is helpful, you want them finely crushed&lt;br /&gt;2) Mix Oreo crumbs with Cream Cheese&lt;br /&gt;3) Layer Cookie Sheets with Wax Paper&lt;br /&gt;4) Roll Mixture into balls - close to 48 of them, place on Wax Paper&lt;br /&gt;5) Freeze (or put outside if you live where its cold enough) for 10 minutes so they are firm enough to roll in melted chocolate&lt;br /&gt;6) Melt Chocolate Squares in the microwave until smooth&lt;br /&gt;7) Roll cookie balls in the melted chocolate until covered&lt;br /&gt;8) Sprinkle with Sprinkles&lt;br /&gt;9) Place in Fridge for at least an hour - keep refrigerated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ORAOyGWZgjE/Tu-dH8BQPTI/AAAAAAAAHqk/D0Yf9AxTTwg/s1600/CookieBalls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ORAOyGWZgjE/Tu-dH8BQPTI/AAAAAAAAHqk/D0Yf9AxTTwg/s400/CookieBalls.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy &amp;amp; Delicious - great gift to throw in a box, tastes great. I love recipes with 3-4 ingredients!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-3288034365404463060?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/3288034365404463060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=3288034365404463060' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/3288034365404463060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/3288034365404463060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/12/menu-monday-mint-oreo-balls.html' title='Menu Monday: Mint Oreo Balls'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uWE2E_6EpDA/Tu-aLntkCSI/AAAAAAAAHqU/WUxzP65CQrI/s72-c/Cool+Mint.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-9033557947373167851</id><published>2011-12-18T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T22:43:33.875-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Organization'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Wrap it Up</title><content type='html'>I spent the afternoon wrapping presents and watching two tear jerkers (Life As We Know It and The Family Stone) while the girls napped at my Parents house and Brad rode 30 miles in the freezing cold.&amp;nbsp; While I would have loved to nap with the girls I had a fantastic afternoon to myself wrapping presents and watching movies. I actually love wrapping presents, weird, I know, most people dislike it, but I usually blast Christmas Carols, drink some Egg Nog and wrap until my back feels like its going to give out, today I opted for Girl Movies and it didn't disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MDm4e92ocQE/Tu6sFwWWc4I/AAAAAAAAHpE/zDuEkcVZp0E/s1600/Dots.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MDm4e92ocQE/Tu6sFwWWc4I/AAAAAAAAHpE/zDuEkcVZp0E/s400/Dots.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the classy polka dot look&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I have a small obsession with wrapping paper, so I thought I would share with you a few of my favorites that I have seen on the World Wide Web.&amp;nbsp; We use to have a blue &amp;amp; silver theme thing going on with all things Christmas in our house and I tried to keep that theme going with the wrapping paper, but since we have integrated all colors into our Christmas Decor I just go nuts with wrapping paper, which leaves me free to snatch up the good deals when I see them.&amp;nbsp; My favorite places for wrapping paper bargains have been after Christmas sales at Michaels, Black Friday sales at JoAnn Fabrics and I covet all the glorious wrapping paper I see while strolling the aisles of Target, but I haven't procured any from &lt;strike&gt;heaven &lt;/strike&gt;Target just yet, other than the small rolls I have snagged from the $1 section, which happen to be the perfect size for stocking gifts, and they are easy to use, the selection this year has been dreary, but the last two years were outstanding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dUhgoUk8W7w/Tu6sV8DLaJI/AAAAAAAAHpM/Xa5dqeLDsQk/s1600/Dots2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dUhgoUk8W7w/Tu6sV8DLaJI/AAAAAAAAHpM/Xa5dqeLDsQk/s400/Dots2.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;More Dots, I love me some Polka Dots&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I have failed to find gift tags that I love at an affordable price.&amp;nbsp; I wrap so many presents that I can't justify the nice fold over tags, I usually go with the sticker variety, but I always find myself disappointed, and of course I always end up choosing a red sticker to go on a red package, and it ends up looking horrible. What kind of gift tags do ya'll use? I keep thinking that I should make them next year with my Silhouette and I am seriously considering it, using card stock, and my beloved sharpies to whip on some beauties...but that might be asking too much considering how many presents I wrap. I don't put gift tags on the stocking presents, but still...it is a lot.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2CHXF0a1dYk/Tu6u0_cqKaI/AAAAAAAAHpc/M-dcO-vatfs/s1600/Trees.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2CHXF0a1dYk/Tu6u0_cqKaI/AAAAAAAAHpc/M-dcO-vatfs/s320/Trees.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have seen several varieties that bring in shades of pink and I happen to love it&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kxzALqvQHAc/Tu6ug5ATvAI/AAAAAAAAHpU/vWnaj267aPE/s1600/HoHoHo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kxzALqvQHAc/Tu6ug5ATvAI/AAAAAAAAHpU/vWnaj267aPE/s320/HoHoHo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have seen several styles that include writing or Holiday Language and I also love them&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UEGlY_Bhs1o/Tu6vW6LqC0I/AAAAAAAAHpk/wVpA9Qck5aY/s1600/Greetings.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UEGlY_Bhs1o/Tu6vW6LqC0I/AAAAAAAAHpk/wVpA9Qck5aY/s320/Greetings.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is another example with writing that I happen to adore&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l-v7DGxPYwo/Tu6v8oqnCmI/AAAAAAAAHps/HuDkdLvvMvY/s1600/Peppermints.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l-v7DGxPYwo/Tu6v8oqnCmI/AAAAAAAAHps/HuDkdLvvMvY/s400/Peppermints.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;www.nashvillewraps.com&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6N6useqkKHY/Tu6v9RSEn2I/AAAAAAAAHp0/sy2-o5zkp6U/s1600/Santa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6N6useqkKHY/Tu6v9RSEn2I/AAAAAAAAHp0/sy2-o5zkp6U/s400/Santa.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I always need to find a cute Santa paper to use for the Santa gifts - this one isn't my favorite, but its one of the cuter ones I found online at Nashville Wraps&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M8Boa5csrgk/Tu6weLz1mrI/AAAAAAAAHp8/k8ufQ2t_BSg/s1600/Branches.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M8Boa5csrgk/Tu6weLz1mrI/AAAAAAAAHp8/k8ufQ2t_BSg/s400/Branches.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UEGlY_Bhs1o/Tu6vW6LqC0I/AAAAAAAAHpk/wVpA9Qck5aY/s1600/Greetings.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I try and find "adult" wrapping paper for our Parents gifts and I try and use kid-like wrapping paper for the girls gifts. Some of my favorite wrapping paper growing up was Mickey Mouse Christmas Paper and I found some this year for the girls gifts, so I used some of that on the 24 Days of Christmas Gifts that I brought to Disney World with us. This year some of Avery's presents are wrapped in Dora paper and I have another roll of Dora left for next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LEBUD38Evl8/Tu6xKgi29AI/AAAAAAAAHqE/wkSXm_Kj5lM/s1600/Trees2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LEBUD38Evl8/Tu6xKgi29AI/AAAAAAAAHqE/wkSXm_Kj5lM/s320/Trees2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Target Wrapping Paper - looks very similar to a &lt;a href="http://carolinapatchworks.com/blog/2008/10/31/a-very-merry-michael-miller-christmas/"&gt;Michael Miller fabric I love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rL5SxkCnd_s/Tu6xmbbvr6I/AAAAAAAAHqM/h6PcmYBKBvs/s1600/Ornaments.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rL5SxkCnd_s/Tu6xmbbvr6I/AAAAAAAAHqM/h6PcmYBKBvs/s320/Ornaments.jpg" width="306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love Ornament Type wrapping paper too&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Where do ya'll usually find your wrapping paper? I am going to do my best to NOT procure any wrapping paper in the after Christmas Sales, but I can't make any promises.&amp;nbsp; I am going to do my best to organize all the supplies after I am done wrapping, I haven't nailed the organizational solution just yet, but its my goal for the New Year.&amp;nbsp; I won't be able to wrap in the open 3rd floor area next year, the girls start to snoop around, so it will have to be more organized and buttoned up next year. I love an organizational challenge - please share your secrets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-9033557947373167851?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/9033557947373167851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=9033557947373167851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/9033557947373167851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/9033557947373167851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/12/wrap-it-up.html' title='Wrap it Up'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MDm4e92ocQE/Tu6sFwWWc4I/AAAAAAAAHpE/zDuEkcVZp0E/s72-c/Dots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-4338560465717846576</id><published>2011-12-17T21:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T22:19:39.389-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>1985 Called...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fL2ldXnclXM/Tu1XHQydouI/AAAAAAAAHok/Iq2Y7bPD2yE/s1600/DSC_0105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fL2ldXnclXM/Tu1XHQydouI/AAAAAAAAHok/Iq2Y7bPD2yE/s400/DSC_0105.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Paper Chain (they might be called something else in the world outside of my brain, but for now, they are just simply a Paper Chain), I seriously haven't made one of these since 1985 and I am kicking myself for missing out all these years.&amp;nbsp; The girls and I put on some Christmas Tunes and went to work on a Paper Chain for our Family Christmas Tree.&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/-7tqlzw0j54Q/Tu1XH-yb_qI/AAAAAAAAHos/rtORBG8am_M/s1600/DSC_0106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7tqlzw0j54Q/Tu1XH-yb_qI/AAAAAAAAHos/rtORBG8am_M/s400/DSC_0106.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used some paper I had purchased light years ago and so the project was essentially free. We have been a crafting machine here in the Turner Household. I went a little nutty and procured some craft supplies from Oriental Trading and the girls have been having a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rM-kTOGwhV8/Tu1XI6KJqEI/AAAAAAAAHo0/F-JOOh4cKZQ/s1600/DSC_0107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rM-kTOGwhV8/Tu1XI6KJqEI/AAAAAAAAHo0/F-JOOh4cKZQ/s400/DSC_0107.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia is always asking to do another craft project, so I feel like Mom of the Year now that I actually have supplies to make the craft projects happen. I used to have to improvise before, and probably will when the Holidays are over and I am out of seasonally appropriate crafts. I guess I should consider looking into non-Christmas craft suppliers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7iAO439eC8/Tu1XJsUMKZI/AAAAAAAAHo8/t-UnOj5QPHo/s1600/DSC_0108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7iAO439eC8/Tu1XJsUMKZI/AAAAAAAAHo8/t-UnOj5QPHo/s400/DSC_0108.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have found hundreds of craft ideas on Pinterest, one of my goals for the New Year is to spend time on the weekends doing crafts and things like that with the girls, they love it, and it helps me focus on quality time with them rather than running around trying to get the laundry done, etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-4338560465717846576?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/4338560465717846576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=4338560465717846576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/4338560465717846576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/4338560465717846576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/12/1985-called.html' title='1985 Called...'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fL2ldXnclXM/Tu1XHQydouI/AAAAAAAAHok/Iq2Y7bPD2yE/s72-c/DSC_0105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-7646978714815104061</id><published>2011-12-17T21:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T21:51:27.614-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brad'/><title type='text'>More Jeni Dwyer Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NGXMSxah550/Tu1T2Z8PM8I/AAAAAAAAHns/ETgaNm3nWrM/s1600/IMG_9133.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NGXMSxah550/Tu1T2Z8PM8I/AAAAAAAAHns/ETgaNm3nWrM/s400/IMG_9133.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This captures Avery perfectly...&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/-Tjo2IQgB8Ww/Tu1T5dMFm9I/AAAAAAAAHn0/hvvUQkWnEMs/s1600/IMG_9138.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tjo2IQgB8Ww/Tu1T5dMFm9I/AAAAAAAAHn0/hvvUQkWnEMs/s400/IMG_9138.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My Beauties and I...&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/-1ujTc-eb9fA/Tu1T8l6RiuI/AAAAAAAAHn8/2k4ASIx3vCs/s1600/IMG_9175.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ujTc-eb9fA/Tu1T8l6RiuI/AAAAAAAAHn8/2k4ASIx3vCs/s400/IMG_9175.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Silly Shot - I always love it when people pull off fun, silly shots. It didn't execute quite like I imagined it would, but I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tOXjiTEJwJY/Tu1T_sTsYCI/AAAAAAAAHoE/NYLVRP1SXWs/s1600/IMG_9215.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tOXjiTEJwJY/Tu1T_sTsYCI/AAAAAAAAHoE/NYLVRP1SXWs/s400/IMG_9215.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give Jeni mad props for her work while we were on the swings - there are some great shots at very cool angles.&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/-6Q4rZK9p8Fk/Tu1UBUF1cLI/AAAAAAAAHoM/ACXS6VLtMVs/s1600/IMG_9281.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6Q4rZK9p8Fk/Tu1UBUF1cLI/AAAAAAAAHoM/ACXS6VLtMVs/s400/IMG_9281.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Precious Avery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N5HGPsvuVq8/Tu1UoHNL1vI/AAAAAAAAHoU/KiPops2Dmsg/s1600/IMG_9134.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N5HGPsvuVq8/Tu1UoHNL1vI/AAAAAAAAHoU/KiPops2Dmsg/s400/IMG_9134.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia jumping and catching some major air...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rEOw2377pHg/Tu1UzQwr8OI/AAAAAAAAHoc/y6AjIDVxhCc/s1600/IMG_9265.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rEOw2377pHg/Tu1UzQwr8OI/AAAAAAAAHoc/y6AjIDVxhCc/s400/IMG_9265.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My Love &amp;amp; I...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-7646978714815104061?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/7646978714815104061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=7646978714815104061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/7646978714815104061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/7646978714815104061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/12/more-jeni-dwyer-love.html' title='More Jeni Dwyer Love...'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NGXMSxah550/Tu1T2Z8PM8I/AAAAAAAAHns/ETgaNm3nWrM/s72-c/IMG_9133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-8064718641107944944</id><published>2011-12-16T11:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T11:33:25.622-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five on Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><title type='text'>Five on Friday: Disney Highlights</title><content type='html'>I can imagine you were sick with worry, just up in arms about where I have been...(&lt;i&gt;I am clearly joking, I know the lovely 22 followers that I have made it through the week just fine without me&lt;/i&gt;). I am always torn about blogging while we are away, letting the world know we are gone, and the house is empty, even though I know our neighbors watch our house like a hawk (Molly will call at 10pm if I have left a candle burning - love her) AND we have a super duper security system that actually snaps photographs every single day and sends them to our phones, love that feature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I thought I would share my Five Favorite Moments of our Family Vacation to Walt Disney World.&amp;nbsp; We left on Saturday morning bright and early and arrived home yesterday late in the day. My Parents joined in the fun - a huge thank you to them for making it happen. The girls had a blast!! It was stressful for us adults, and the girls didn't get a lot of sleep, so lets just say that Avery left her best behavior at home.&amp;nbsp; It will likely be several years before we go back...IF we go back. But looking back at the photos has helped me realize that we did have fun, I wish I would have had a better attitude about it while we were there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;b&gt;Cinderella's Castle&lt;/b&gt; - all beautified for the evening shows, seeing the girls reaction was priceless. We had been talking about seeing Cinderella's Castle to get them pumped for the trip, so this was top of their list.&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/-sr6PxblreEE/TutpadhEicI/AAAAAAAAHkk/OBbDMgZYBLs/s1600/DSC00199.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sr6PxblreEE/TutpadhEicI/AAAAAAAAHkk/OBbDMgZYBLs/s400/DSC00199.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9AijR7jr8rw/TutrQiOWH_I/AAAAAAAAHlc/4QNgHsU3WM0/s1600/DSC00226.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9AijR7jr8rw/TutrQiOWH_I/AAAAAAAAHlc/4QNgHsU3WM0/s400/DSC00226.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Notice the Characters on the Stage...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hwL0sb3fRWo/TutuIMTK-5I/AAAAAAAAHmU/pBKEx3xBqd0/s1600/DSC00346.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hwL0sb3fRWo/TutuIMTK-5I/AAAAAAAAHmU/pBKEx3xBqd0/s400/DSC00346.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;b&gt;The Parades&lt;/b&gt; - we saw the Electrical Parade our first night and it was fantastic. It allowed the girls to see all the characters from a distance so as to not get overwhelmed. And then we also had tickets for the Very Merry Christmas Party, which included another great Parade, but this one was Christmas Themed. The girls loved watching the Parades, waving to the characters and chowing down on popcorn or cotton candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ih_wZ8m0xW4/Tutp4xeJiLI/AAAAAAAAHks/zNl1g0kFRfo/s1600/DSC00224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ih_wZ8m0xW4/Tutp4xeJiLI/AAAAAAAAHks/zNl1g0kFRfo/s400/DSC00224.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our First Night&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--6kuWk3DT2I/TutqW9eu-rI/AAAAAAAAHk0/i_Ld1OyLtMk/s1600/DSC00378.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--6kuWk3DT2I/TutqW9eu-rI/AAAAAAAAHk0/i_Ld1OyLtMk/s400/DSC00378.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas Parade&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v6E6B6LtJ5w/TutqYKtOvRI/AAAAAAAAHk8/ZPxw4dLUV64/s1600/DSC00379.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v6E6B6LtJ5w/TutqYKtOvRI/AAAAAAAAHk8/ZPxw4dLUV64/s400/DSC00379.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Avery enjoying the yummy Popcorn (Snack on Dining Plan)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58DDTnRl4lg/TutqsvYTeVI/AAAAAAAAHlM/wpmD2s5aH_Q/s1600/DSC00376.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58DDTnRl4lg/TutqsvYTeVI/AAAAAAAAHlM/wpmD2s5aH_Q/s400/DSC00376.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Olivia &amp;amp; YaYa just before the Christmas Parade started&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IHD2LL5GW8M/TutrBngBA2I/AAAAAAAAHlU/PF3vu9vSy48/s1600/DSC00385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IHD2LL5GW8M/TutrBngBA2I/AAAAAAAAHlU/PF3vu9vSy48/s400/DSC00385.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Olivia chowing down on Popcorn&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;b&gt;Character Breakfasts and Lunch &lt;/b&gt;- we had breakfast at Chef Mickey's and also at 1900 Park Fare and then had lunch at Cinderella's Castle with all the Princesses. I have fond memories of dining with Chip &amp;amp; Dale and Mickey when I was a kid so it was important for me that the girls also had the same memories, however, what I didn't factor in was their immense fear of Characters whose faces they cannot see.&amp;nbsp; So it was hit or miss, but towards the end of the week they were pros and I was impressed with how far they came in the fear department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T8o8vfM32V0/TutsNam1LyI/AAAAAAAAHlk/qLbErdUKMxA/s1600/DSC00251.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T8o8vfM32V0/TutsNam1LyI/AAAAAAAAHlk/qLbErdUKMxA/s400/DSC00251.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Girls with Belle&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsGgMgAd0T0/TutsjvDqC-I/AAAAAAAAHls/GbJ15UkqwcA/s1600/DSC00252.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsGgMgAd0T0/TutsjvDqC-I/AAAAAAAAHls/GbJ15UkqwcA/s400/DSC00252.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Ariel&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qtphCjeYxes/Tutt4gTZX-I/AAAAAAAAHmM/edtmt1Y8bxM/s1600/DSC00279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qtphCjeYxes/Tutt4gTZX-I/AAAAAAAAHmM/edtmt1Y8bxM/s400/DSC00279.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;At Chef Mickey's&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6nxe4yykeKA/TutucsGduAI/AAAAAAAAHmc/yWh1wrk9RpQ/s1600/DSC00405.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6nxe4yykeKA/TutucsGduAI/AAAAAAAAHmc/yWh1wrk9RpQ/s400/DSC00405.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Alice in Wonderland at 1900 Park Fare&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;4) &lt;b&gt;Fireworks while Riding Dumbo&lt;/b&gt; - the timing was perfect. We were riding Dumbo during the Fireworks Finale one night and we couldn't have asked for a better spot to view those sparklers from. It was picture perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zbjyeoBWmBg/TutvYJmSbII/AAAAAAAAHmk/mPcLSLzJCeE/s1600/DSC00312.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zbjyeoBWmBg/TutvYJmSbII/AAAAAAAAHmk/mPcLSLzJCeE/s400/DSC00312.JPG" width="400" /&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/-MwQmU-vQMT4/TutvkPGRaoI/AAAAAAAAHm0/NU18iGiKqHo/s1600/381649_2861247450875_1250367005_3288374_369397441_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MwQmU-vQMT4/TutvkPGRaoI/AAAAAAAAHm0/NU18iGiKqHo/s400/381649_2861247450875_1250367005_3288374_369397441_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;b&gt;VIP Family at Disney Junior Live&lt;/b&gt; - the girls had been talking all week and leading up to the trip about seeing Jake and the Neverland Pirates and so we specifically set out bright and early to get to Hollywood Studios to ensure we caught one of the shows. We ended up being first in line and were selected to be the VIP Family, which entitled us to a card signed by all the Disney Junior Stars, our pick of seats and we also had to open the doors by saying some magic words.&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/-yhCsDKmnSqY/TutwkQfGWBI/AAAAAAAAHm8/v5_5Wvb-FLw/s1600/DSC00329.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yhCsDKmnSqY/TutwkQfGWBI/AAAAAAAAHm8/v5_5Wvb-FLw/s400/DSC00329.JPG" width="400" /&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/-RRlP8C0VRSM/TutwvSv1hgI/AAAAAAAAHnE/69HqNCsIFc8/s1600/378904_2864010799957_1250367005_3288918_575394533_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RRlP8C0VRSM/TutwvSv1hgI/AAAAAAAAHnE/69HqNCsIFc8/s400/378904_2864010799957_1250367005_3288918_575394533_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lof26J69oLA/Tutw7c25WqI/AAAAAAAAHnM/W2X43AymqkQ/s1600/DSC00341.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lof26J69oLA/Tutw7c25WqI/AAAAAAAAHnM/W2X43AymqkQ/s400/DSC00341.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meeting Jake - Olivia was starstruck, she couldn't stop bouncing around&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UeS9MutyBYw/TutxJ_nPr0I/AAAAAAAAHnU/PwwJxbnQyjc/s1600/DSC00345.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UeS9MutyBYw/TutxJ_nPr0I/AAAAAAAAHnU/PwwJxbnQyjc/s400/DSC00345.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Handy Manny&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A bonus moment&lt;/b&gt; - just being silly with the girls at Epcot after a delicious dinner at Teppan Edo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-69iRJeuJ0zg/TutyPEuRp0I/AAAAAAAAHnc/BnKLnC8PU7Y/s1600/DSC00263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-69iRJeuJ0zg/TutyPEuRp0I/AAAAAAAAHnc/BnKLnC8PU7Y/s400/DSC00263.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rgTfqCj_aQE/TutyTWFBUUI/AAAAAAAAHnk/gpE3z3HswiQ/s1600/DSC00265.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rgTfqCj_aQE/TutyTWFBUUI/AAAAAAAAHnk/gpE3z3HswiQ/s400/DSC00265.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AOqNqdTLpI0/TutvcyRO7CI/AAAAAAAAHms/_SGcu7DKfSk/s1600/DSC00312.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Next Week's Topic will be Five Christmas List Items...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-8064718641107944944?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/8064718641107944944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=8064718641107944944' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/8064718641107944944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/8064718641107944944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/12/five-on-friday-disney-highlights.html' title='Five on Friday: Disney Highlights'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sr6PxblreEE/TutpadhEicI/AAAAAAAAHkk/OBbDMgZYBLs/s72-c/DSC00199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-7479243254918249614</id><published>2011-12-09T17:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T17:41:06.296-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five on Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Five on Friday: Holiday Traditions</title><content type='html'>I can imagine that over the years you have reflected on what made Holidays so&amp;nbsp;special in your house, or as you blended Holidays with your spouses family you married your favorite Holiday traditions with those that made his Holidays ones to write home about as well.&amp;nbsp; I remember growing up, I thought that the way my family did it was the bees knees, but now that we have a family of our own we are making some of our own traditions, but you will see that a lot of my favorites started from my own childhood holiday memories.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;b&gt;PJ's &amp;amp; Christmas Lights&lt;/b&gt; - for the last few years we have dressed the girls in their Holiday PJ's on December 23rd, packed them up in the car and we've gone in search of Christmas Lights.&amp;nbsp; This year we plan to add some cookies to the mix and maybe even some luke warm hot chocolate in fun mugs. This is one that has gotten a lot easier and more exciting as the girls have gotten older. We belt out the Christmas Tunes and tour our lovely city in a quest to find the tackiest lights display. As a kid there was always this one house that we would visit, the cars would circle and people would get out and check out the display, it was serious business. It was sad when that family moved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7JSl5bSyu7U/TuIvdgRqZzI/AAAAAAAAHjs/EfV-LQjmYkA/s1600/displaypictureregular_aspx_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" mda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7JSl5bSyu7U/TuIvdgRqZzI/AAAAAAAAHjs/EfV-LQjmYkA/s320/displaypictureregular_aspx_.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;b&gt;Reindeer Dust &amp;amp; The Koehlers&lt;/b&gt; - we have celebrated Christmas Eve with our dear friends the Koehlers for the last few years and it has been great, the kids have a blast, the adults watch the kids play while fitting in a few adult conversations and then to cap off the night we all head outside to sprinkle reindeer dust to ensure that Rudolph knows where to land the sleigh.&amp;nbsp; I can imagine if we keep this one up, it will be a tradition for years to come, even if we move, I can imagine we will get together on Christmas Eve, I can see Zack and Olivia as college students coming home and still having Christmas Eve dinner together, that is what traditions are all about.&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/-s3sYNQ-r54s/TuKJI1J_TWI/AAAAAAAAHj0/CH3ITgU2PyI/s1600/Dust.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s3sYNQ-r54s/TuKJI1J_TWI/AAAAAAAAHj0/CH3ITgU2PyI/s320/Dust.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;b&gt;Christmas Morning&lt;/b&gt; - this one is a no brainer, I can imagine everyone has great memories of Christmas Morning, of seeing their gifts for the first time, but I just loved the way my parents made such a production out of it. I had to wait in my room, they had to make the coffee, throw some wood on the fire, check to see if Santa had come (even when I was in college, they had to check) and then they would release me, and I would go RUNNING down the hall to see the tree for the first time, surrounded by presents.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rz3jjpQvkf4/TuKMLXRxLcI/AAAAAAAAHkE/WDtRaO9C-gk/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rz3jjpQvkf4/TuKMLXRxLcI/AAAAAAAAHkE/WDtRaO9C-gk/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas Eve 2010&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Prior to Christmas Morning there was never a single present under our tree, except for maybe presents for friends or from other people, but all the presents to be opened on Christmas Morning wouldn't appear until after I had gone to bed on Christmas Eve, so it was such a surprise to see all the packages wrapped up when I rounded the corner on Christmas Morning (in a full sprint).&amp;nbsp; We do something similar with the girls, one of us comes down stairs, makes such that Santa came, gets their cups of milk ready, and stands ready with the camera while the other one helps the girls down the stairs after the all clear has been given. I love seeing their faces, watching their eyes light up at the sight of the tree and all the presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q7RfnVh21gw/TuKLsdFkTAI/AAAAAAAAHj8/3j_HN9SJSHs/s1600/DSC_0010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q7RfnVh21gw/TuKLsdFkTAI/AAAAAAAAHj8/3j_HN9SJSHs/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas Morning 2010&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;4) &lt;b&gt;Giving&lt;/b&gt; - I have mentioned this a few times already this season, but we are really trying to focus some family energy on giving to others in need and talking a lot about how good it feels to give onto others. We hope that this tradition continues to grow and that the girls start to understand the power of a gift. I am still waiting to hear back from the Country Peacemakers, the group of quilters that made Avery's NICU quilt, our hope was to donate some fabric or at least a gift card to a fabric store so they could continue their mission to provide quilts for other little ones in need of a cheerful quilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;b&gt;Ornaments &amp;amp; Shopping&lt;/b&gt; - every year the girls and I are going to go out to lunch and go shopping for an Ornament and for a present for their Daddy. We haven't officially started this one yet despite the fact that I have procured several ornaments for each of them over the last year, but I plan for us to start this year, I am looking forward to a morning of just us girls. My Dad and I had a similar tradition growing up, from the time I was teeny tiny, he would pick me up from school and we would spend a day shopping for my Mom, just him and I. We would have lunch and sometimes dinner and we would shop until we dropped. We have gone every single year, even now, he and I head to Williamsburg for a day of shopping, just us.&amp;nbsp; I looked forward to that trip every year, I hope the girls feel the same way when they are 30+ years old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-7479243254918249614?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/7479243254918249614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=7479243254918249614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/7479243254918249614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/7479243254918249614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/12/five-on-friday-holiday-traditions.html' title='Five on Friday: Holiday Traditions'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7JSl5bSyu7U/TuIvdgRqZzI/AAAAAAAAHjs/EfV-LQjmYkA/s72-c/displaypictureregular_aspx_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-4056263257141150740</id><published>2011-12-09T15:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T17:57:41.930-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Angels We Have Heard On High</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ATHYRc1Pvrc/TuKRxZuiezI/AAAAAAAAHkM/DowV2JED4_4/s1600/Untitled+0+09+44-19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ATHYRc1Pvrc/TuKRxZuiezI/AAAAAAAAHkM/DowV2JED4_4/s400/Untitled+0+09+44-19.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Avery, Olivia &amp;amp; Alyssa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Can you believe it? Our two little beauties starred as Angels tonight at their Pre-School Christmas Program.&amp;nbsp; Olivia played the part of Gabriel and Avery was an Angel.&amp;nbsp; Avery was the youngest in the program by almost 6 months, it was so special to us that they both got to participate in the show this year, under normal circumstances they wouldn't have been able to since Avery shouldn't have moved up to the 3 year old classroom until March, but thankfully her early move helped facilitate this special night.&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/-K8Hvy92FlNM/TuKRyi17PGI/AAAAAAAAHkU/47yR5VmGMSE/s1600/Untitled+0+10+00-28.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K8Hvy92FlNM/TuKRyi17PGI/AAAAAAAAHkU/47yR5VmGMSE/s400/Untitled+0+10+00-28.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to chuckle when they told me that Avery would also have a part, and that it would be an Angel...ironic since most of the time we call her anything BUT an Angel. And one of the teachers approached my Mom after to comment about how well Avery's halo stayed on...her quote was "&lt;i&gt;Wow, those horns sure kept that halo in place&lt;/i&gt;" nice huh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia has been looking forward to this program for several weeks, they start practicing the songs around Halloween, so its been a long time coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KenPauYY24U/TuKRzQsfN4I/AAAAAAAAHkc/Ik-MarP7-I4/s1600/Untitled+0+10+09-14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KenPauYY24U/TuKRzQsfN4I/AAAAAAAAHkc/Ik-MarP7-I4/s400/Untitled+0+10+09-14.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as a family, we represented well. Of course my Parents were there, but Brad's Parents drove up for the night to support the girls and get a small dose of pure entertainment.&amp;nbsp; I love that the girls had all four of their Grandparents here to show their love and support. We didn't get a single photo of the girls with their Grandparents and I always get so disappointed when I miss opportunities like that, but they rushed the girls back into the school to get them changed, so I am hoping the teachers captured some good photos of them together in costume, because these horrible snap shots are from our Flip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-4056263257141150740?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/4056263257141150740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=4056263257141150740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/4056263257141150740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/4056263257141150740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/12/angels-we-have-heard-on-high.html' title='Angels We Have Heard On High'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ATHYRc1Pvrc/TuKRxZuiezI/AAAAAAAAHkM/DowV2JED4_4/s72-c/Untitled+0+09+44-19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-8129049661802163907</id><published>2011-12-07T17:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T17:50:00.688-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Bless Jeni Dwyer &amp; Jeni Dwyer Creative</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QfxIznni9hQ/Ttz3PzFRKjI/AAAAAAAAHis/taC8JSVEdeY/s1600/322514_302534163113850_183742964992971_996785_689918199_o%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QfxIznni9hQ/Ttz3PzFRKjI/AAAAAAAAHis/taC8JSVEdeY/s400/322514_302534163113850_183742964992971_996785_689918199_o%25281%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't get enough of this photo - can't you tell? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Not only is my gal pal Jeni Dwyer a top notch friend, she happens to be one of the most talented people I know. This girl can photograph with the best of them, her graphic design skills are for the record books and you combine the two talents and you have a fantastic one-two punch.&amp;nbsp; She owns &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Jeni-Dwyer-Creative/183742964992971"&gt;Jeni Dwyer Creative&lt;/a&gt; and you can find her at www.jenidwyercreative.com.&amp;nbsp; She has created some beautiful birthday invites over the last few years...&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/-X9Zf8G3G7W0/Ttz5Ibi-hMI/AAAAAAAAHjM/qeuR_A0ttqU/s1600/172673_189366234430644_183742964992971_517922_7054317_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X9Zf8G3G7W0/Ttz5Ibi-hMI/AAAAAAAAHjM/qeuR_A0ttqU/s400/172673_189366234430644_183742964992971_517922_7054317_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can choose from her already beautiful designs and just make it yours, or you can give her an idea and let her go to town, I promise you won't be disappointed, and one of the things I love about Jeni, is that she is so easy to work with. She is so passionate about her work, so grateful she gets to be creative day to day and she wants her clients to be thrilled with their finished product, so she will work with you to get it just right.&amp;nbsp; &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/-STCgQy4hy9g/Ttz6FEmHY9I/AAAAAAAAHjU/GpraRo7TMUI/s1600/374774_2803272281532_1250367005_3264855_1679411806_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-STCgQy4hy9g/Ttz6FEmHY9I/AAAAAAAAHjU/GpraRo7TMUI/s400/374774_2803272281532_1250367005_3264855_1679411806_n.jpg" width="272" /&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/-N-1sHaGHDdE/Ttz3tgmBSQI/AAAAAAAAHi0/vBk2mAXSqgU/s1600/ATFinal.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I can't wait to show you more of her talents...our holiday card is almost done, but this is just a sneak peak of what my girl Jeni can do. If you have a party coming up, or a baby to announce you can't go wrong with Jeni.I can't wait to reveal our 2011 Holiday Card. As soon as they are in the homes of our friends &amp;amp; family ya'll will get a look.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-8129049661802163907?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/8129049661802163907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=8129049661802163907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/8129049661802163907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/8129049661802163907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/12/bless-jeni-dwyer-jeni-dwyer-creative.html' title='Bless Jeni Dwyer &amp; Jeni Dwyer Creative'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QfxIznni9hQ/Ttz3PzFRKjI/AAAAAAAAHis/taC8JSVEdeY/s72-c/322514_302534163113850_183742964992971_996785_689918199_o%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-4111951054563348583</id><published>2011-12-07T09:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T09:14:01.481-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordy Wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brad'/><title type='text'>Wordy Wednesday: My Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JUoVKjfhWc4/Tt5O83OpqAI/AAAAAAAAHjc/gSbMxRVbVc8/s1600/Card.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JUoVKjfhWc4/Tt5O83OpqAI/AAAAAAAAHjc/gSbMxRVbVc8/s1600/Card.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought this card for Brad for the Holiday Season and I just had to share it with you, its simple and the words just make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"My Love - We are here to give, to receive, to dream, to sing, to support, to challenge, to travel, to slow down, to share, to be together.&amp;nbsp; We are here to love"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&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/-coNDS1d9lYA/Tt5PRTHLQdI/AAAAAAAAHjk/JZhIp0IIH-Y/s1600/322514_302534163113850_183742964992971_996785_689918199_o%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-coNDS1d9lYA/Tt5PRTHLQdI/AAAAAAAAHjk/JZhIp0IIH-Y/s400/322514_302534163113850_183742964992971_996785_689918199_o%25282%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-4111951054563348583?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/4111951054563348583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=4111951054563348583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/4111951054563348583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/4111951054563348583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/12/wordy-wednesday-my-love.html' title='Wordy Wednesday: My Love'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JUoVKjfhWc4/Tt5O83OpqAI/AAAAAAAAHjc/gSbMxRVbVc8/s72-c/Card.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-8805240543151382980</id><published>2011-12-06T10:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T10:49:00.522-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>24 Days of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Su4cdqkiSQ0/TtzrVDm6alI/AAAAAAAAHgs/p9S8tfbwULY/s1600/DSC_0072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Su4cdqkiSQ0/TtzrVDm6alI/AAAAAAAAHgs/p9S8tfbwULY/s640/DSC_0072.JPG" width="427" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as a kid we chose Secret Santa's at our house, and that meant during the month of December you had to do something nice for your Secret Santa, or surprise them with a little gift for 24 days. Some days that meant you made their bed, other days you put a chocolate bar on their pillow.&amp;nbsp; I have taken that tradition, which I loved by the way and morphed it a little bit for our family...maybe one day we will get back to the true Secret Santa tradition, but now that the girls are small, we make the 24 Days of Christmas about them, and we do something special as a family, such as movie night with popcorn, or they get a small gift, such as a Christmas Book to share, or we do something nice for them, like make them cookies, or even better, do a Christmas Craft project together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qlTOa8yWUPk/TtzsEcktAFI/AAAAAAAAHg8/GA0lluBn3cI/s1600/DSC_0079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qlTOa8yWUPk/TtzsEcktAFI/AAAAAAAAHg8/GA0lluBn3cI/s400/DSC_0079.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas Craft Time with Campbell (and Brian)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our little Elves (from the Christmas Ornament Post) helps us keep track of what day we are on, and the girls and I move him every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worry that it will spoil them, and they won't appreciate the magic of the month, BUT I had a VERY proud Mommy moment last night. At dinner I gave the girls a choice, I told them they could choose a present OR we could have movie night as a family, and you bet your bottom dollar they filled my heart and chose family movie night (which ended up being a bust, but the thought was there).&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e2CARkvgj1w/TtztnEfVWcI/AAAAAAAAHhE/0Svwv1h22X4/s1600/DSC_0103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e2CARkvgj1w/TtztnEfVWcI/AAAAAAAAHhE/0Svwv1h22X4/s400/DSC_0103.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I am not afraid to use this little guy to encourage good behavior during this Holiday Season....&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I was beyond proud. It is one of those moments you hope you witness more and more of as they grow up, them making the right choice, them holding the door for a little old lady, because they would want someone to hold the door for their YaYa or their Bina, or them bending down to help a Mother who is trying to carry two children but just dropped her entire purse, those gestures and moments are the ones you hope for as a Mom, that you have raised children that have compassion and do the right thing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-8805240543151382980?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/8805240543151382980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=8805240543151382980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/8805240543151382980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/8805240543151382980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/12/24-days-of-christmas.html' title='24 Days of Christmas'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Su4cdqkiSQ0/TtzrVDm6alI/AAAAAAAAHgs/p9S8tfbwULY/s72-c/DSC_0072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-915182465418404242</id><published>2011-12-05T10:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T10:48:08.092-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Menu Monday'/><title type='text'>Menu Monday: BLT Dip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cfuceE6W6pY/Ttzl3g9xdCI/AAAAAAAAHgk/eowgIdRpWTo/s1600/BLT+Dip.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cfuceE6W6pY/Ttzl3g9xdCI/AAAAAAAAHgk/eowgIdRpWTo/s320/BLT+Dip.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't pretend that I whipped this up, because that would be a large fabrication of the truth, in fact we didn't even dine on this divine goodness at our Annual Tacky Sweater Party, but only because I didn't have the fresh ingredients on hand that I needed to make this a reality...next party, this is on like Donkey Kong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This recipe can be found at &lt;a href="http://www.the-girl-who-ate-everything.com/2011/01/super-bowl-food-blt-dip-and-sideline.html"&gt;The Girl Who Ate Everything&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.bettycrocker.com/recipes/blt-dip/9a280364-5d6b-42df-9b48-a10853453b65"&gt;Betty Crocker&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; This is what you call party food at its best. And of course, don't forget, Bacon makes EVERYTHING better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="main_0_leftcolumn_0_IngredientsLabel"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl class="ingredient"&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 cup mayonnaise&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 lb of bacon, cooked, crisp&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1cup sour scream&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;8 oz cream cheese, softened&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1.5 cups cheddar cheese&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tomato, seeded and chopped&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/4 cup chopped green onions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Additional green onions, cooked bacon, tomato and lettuce for garnish (I think I would leave the lettuce off).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;b&gt;Step 1:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 350 degrees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Step 2:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="stepDescription instruction" id="main_0_leftcolumn_0_MethodsListView_ctrl1_StepDescriptionItemLabel"&gt;Mix  mayonnaise, sour cream, and cream cheese in a bowl until thoroughly  combined. Crumble bacon into mixture and stir. Add cheddar cheese, green  onions, and tomato and mix well. Pour into a shallow dish or pie pan  and bake for 20 minutes or until bubbling. Garnish with additional green  onions, tomato, and crumbled bacon. Serve with Fritos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="stepDescription instruction" id="main_0_leftcolumn_0_MethodsListView_ctrl1_StepDescriptionItemLabel"&gt;Enjoy!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-915182465418404242?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/915182465418404242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=915182465418404242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/915182465418404242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/915182465418404242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/12/menu-monday-blt-dip.html' title='Menu Monday: BLT Dip'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cfuceE6W6pY/Ttzl3g9xdCI/AAAAAAAAHgk/eowgIdRpWTo/s72-c/BLT+Dip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-651812395123294116</id><published>2011-12-05T10:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T10:37:45.400-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Holiday Printables: 12 Days of Christmas</title><content type='html'>I am obsessed, I can't stop downloading Holiday Printables. I have scoured the world wide web in search of all things printable and the holiday ones are fantastic. Talk about a super cute, affordable way to deck the halls (and your home) for the holidays. I love that I can use the same frame all year round and just change out the printables to keep up with the season...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rjVWHfYI3kY/TtzikCI-_nI/AAAAAAAAHgE/m2lHXbqi9A0/s1600/12+Days+of+CHristmas.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rjVWHfYI3kY/TtzikCI-_nI/AAAAAAAAHgE/m2lHXbqi9A0/s1600/12+Days+of+CHristmas.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just stumbled across &lt;a href="http://asimplyklassichome.blogspot.com/2011/11/announcing-12-days-of-christmas.html"&gt;A Simply Klassic Home &lt;/a&gt;, and this gal just delivered a Christmas Gift early...12 Days of Christmas Printables - can you believe it? I am in printable heaven.&amp;nbsp; Take a look, and enjoy!&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/-Kv6CwE8pGnE/TtzjfSkPBEI/AAAAAAAAHgM/GfJLvK5on94/s1600/16x20xmassubart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kv6CwE8pGnE/TtzjfSkPBEI/AAAAAAAAHgM/GfJLvK5on94/s320/16x20xmassubart.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also found some great ones from &lt;a href="http://eighteen25.blogspot.com/2010/11/christmas-subway-art-banner.html"&gt;eighteen25&lt;/a&gt; as well and I love all the Keep Calm prints I've seen, such as this one from &lt;a href="http://craftily-ever-after.blogspot.com/2010/11/free-keep-calm-and-carol-on-printable.html"&gt;Craftily Ever After&lt;/a&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/-ObuxYT8t49E/TtzkZLrt8rI/AAAAAAAAHgU/hDZai0yQQh8/s1600/Keep+Calm+%2526+Carol+On.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ObuxYT8t49E/TtzkZLrt8rI/AAAAAAAAHgU/hDZai0yQQh8/s320/Keep+Calm+%2526+Carol+On.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this Keep Calm &amp;amp; Merry On one from &lt;a href="http://omahapeters.wordpress.com/2010/11/04/keep-calm-and-merry-on-2/"&gt;The Peters Family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Mzw8KQi178/Ttzk_fCkjtI/AAAAAAAAHgc/6OpDlSLQAaM/s1600/Merry+On.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Mzw8KQi178/Ttzk_fCkjtI/AAAAAAAAHgc/6OpDlSLQAaM/s1600/Merry+On.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-651812395123294116?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/651812395123294116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=651812395123294116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/651812395123294116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/651812395123294116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/12/holiday-printables-12-days-of-christmas.html' title='Holiday Printables: 12 Days of Christmas'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rjVWHfYI3kY/TtzikCI-_nI/AAAAAAAAHgE/m2lHXbqi9A0/s72-c/12+Days+of+CHristmas.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-4753835533835597450</id><published>2011-12-04T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T11:51:00.133-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Tacky Goodness...living the Tacky Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sDblzfjprXY/TtzxnH9GDRI/AAAAAAAAHhk/l9OxbGq-qXU/s1600/DSC_0080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sDblzfjprXY/TtzxnH9GDRI/AAAAAAAAHhk/l9OxbGq-qXU/s400/DSC_0080.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweets Table&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Our Annual Tacky Sweater Party was on Saturday, so I did some baking and preparing of foods on Thursday and Friday because I could feel a cold/sinus infection coming on and I wanted to make sure that even if I felt awful our guests would have something to chomp on while they got their Tacky On.&amp;nbsp; Don't worry, I washed those hands over and over and over again. Well it was a good thing I prepared ahead of time...I felt worse as the night went on. A few rounds of Just Dance 2 (that I won, btw) and I was done, I could barely talk, I sounded quite a bit like JaRule and I was worn out, and I believe the clock hadn't even struck 10 yet. (Lame)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CaFGSAp7FXk/Ttzxl5_SuLI/AAAAAAAAHhU/5F5OPDDoqiA/s1600/DSC_0081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CaFGSAp7FXk/Ttzxl5_SuLI/AAAAAAAAHhU/5F5OPDDoqiA/s400/DSC_0081.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love the Cheese Marker - thanks to Jeni :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;And of course, it wouldn't be a party without Meatballs and Buffalo Chicken Dip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M7BXEXjZzG8/Ttzxmeb4_YI/AAAAAAAAHhc/3WCRq-9J_DQ/s1600/DSC_0083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M7BXEXjZzG8/Ttzxmeb4_YI/AAAAAAAAHhc/3WCRq-9J_DQ/s400/DSC_0083.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeni made these delicious pretzel rods - the girls ate them up!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;This guy even got in the festive spirit...check out that Sweater - he won the top prize this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Va2tck7Z3E/Ttzzv3wEjFI/AAAAAAAAHic/pAyAqCs7Ot4/s1600/392089_2790878491695_1250367005_3259039_1867733456_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Va2tck7Z3E/Ttzzv3wEjFI/AAAAAAAAHic/pAyAqCs7Ot4/s400/392089_2790878491695_1250367005_3259039_1867733456_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And funny, yet sad story. There is a small home across the street, and a few doors down that has been on the market and vacant for probably over a year, the couple got divorced and the house was being foreclosed on, so fast forward to Friday - I am working remotely and Brad calls to tell me to look outside, there is a police car and several other cars parked out front, and the house is being emptied onto the front lawn, sad, huh?&amp;nbsp; Well then fast forward again to Saturday Night. We had been joking all day that we should be rummaging through the pile for any treasures that I could spray paint, so once we were all decked in our Tacky attire we set out with flash lights to take a peek.&amp;nbsp; Turns out there was a fantastic label maker in the pile and Molly snagged it, lucky gal. So she put it to work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wzEqvAO59vA/TtzxpxBgBBI/AAAAAAAAHh0/mGJ8CoV6e5U/s1600/DSC_0085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wzEqvAO59vA/TtzxpxBgBBI/AAAAAAAAHh0/mGJ8CoV6e5U/s400/DSC_0085.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;DOG &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--gxQoG3Wi8w/Ttzxq060qlI/AAAAAAAAHh8/D0QWZ1buVs4/s1600/DSC_0086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--gxQoG3Wi8w/Ttzxq060qlI/AAAAAAAAHh8/D0QWZ1buVs4/s400/DSC_0086.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't tell from this photo, but she also managed to label herself and Insley, non-prego and prego respectively. Congrats to Insley, btw. Nice silly straw touch, Molly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_CBNa4TGRGQ/TtzxsutqzdI/AAAAAAAAHiM/c_XlkVZo1kM/s1600/DSC_0088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_CBNa4TGRGQ/TtzxsutqzdI/AAAAAAAAHiM/c_XlkVZo1kM/s400/DSC_0088.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Insley, Jeni, Moi &amp;amp; Molly&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;This year Insley &amp;amp; Molly didn't even plan on being twins - how funny is that.&amp;nbsp; Molly &amp;amp; I were shopping over Thanksgiving weekend, stumbled across these adorable Christmas Nightgowns at Target, looked at the price tag and realized they were a bit out of our Tacky Sweater Clothing Budget, so we did the next best thing...we stopped at Walmart and found these gems.&amp;nbsp; I paired mine with black leggings and boots and I have to admit, it was a comfy outfit, one that transitioned well to sleep as well.&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/-Gw4_AE4q43g/Ttz1-oxK48I/AAAAAAAAHik/MMZAqmfKYuo/s1600/DSC_0087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gw4_AE4q43g/Ttz1-oxK48I/AAAAAAAAHik/MMZAqmfKYuo/s400/DSC_0087.JPG" width="287" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian got some compliments from the cashier at Walmart, she fancied his sweater vest and thought she was going to pick one up too...too bad she wasn't going to be wearing it to a Tacky Sweater Party, she was going to wear it with pride. Bless her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8tdwDWy9cZM/Ttzxry4EbeI/AAAAAAAAHiE/4TOmGab1sXs/s1600/DSC_0087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8tdwDWy9cZM/Ttzxry4EbeI/AAAAAAAAHiE/4TOmGab1sXs/s400/DSC_0087.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the only time the three of us ever get our photo taken together, we need to fix that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-4753835533835597450?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/4753835533835597450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=4753835533835597450' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/4753835533835597450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/4753835533835597450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/12/tacky-goodnessliving-tacky-life.html' title='Tacky Goodness...living the Tacky Life'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sDblzfjprXY/TtzxnH9GDRI/AAAAAAAAHhk/l9OxbGq-qXU/s72-c/DSC_0080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-2749632893693468729</id><published>2011-12-02T08:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T08:50:41.141-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five on Friday; Christmas'/><title type='text'>Five on Friday: Christmas Ornaments</title><content type='html'>Growing up every year around the holidays, my Mom used to take me to Yetters (a store/florist in a neighboring town) to pick out a tree ornament. I looked forward to that trip every single year and I hope to start a tradition like that with the girls, maybe this year is the year to kick it off, I can't wait to see what they pick out. But today I wanted to share with ya'll my Five Favorite Tree Ornaments.&amp;nbsp; Some of these are from my childhood, others I have purchased along the way for our family and some I have bought to help start the girls own ornament collections.&amp;nbsp; I hope that by the time the girls leave the house they each have a box full of ornaments to decorate their own trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1) Mickey Mouse Merry Christmas Ball - 1980&lt;/b&gt; - this just makes me smile, smile because we are taking the girls to Disney this year and it makes me smile to think about only being a year old when we put this on our Worden family tree for the first time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_VvWZcQRt8g/TtjW3-0o8_I/AAAAAAAAHfc/4saACWRDOLQ/s1600/DSC_0067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_VvWZcQRt8g/TtjW3-0o8_I/AAAAAAAAHfc/4saACWRDOLQ/s400/DSC_0067.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2) Baby's First Christmas 2009 Pea Pod&lt;/b&gt; - I bought this one for Avery, for her first Christmas. Olivia has several ornaments on the tree, she came first and naturally we went a bit overboard with "Olivia" ornaments before Avery came around so Avery is in catch-up mode, but this one just has a special place in my heart. It is sweet and makes me remember the days when Avery was a little bitty thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eCWow83e9aE/TtjW48qKyuI/AAAAAAAAHfk/KzC8ZFEZpTE/s1600/DSC_0068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eCWow83e9aE/TtjW48qKyuI/AAAAAAAAHfk/KzC8ZFEZpTE/s400/DSC_0068.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3) Handmade Christmas Tree&lt;/b&gt; - Brad's Mom gave me this ornament at one of my bridal shower's, one of her close friends threw me a Christmas Themed Shower and she wrapped up this ornament and when I opened it I got all teary, it was an ornament Brad had made when he was just a wee little tyke.&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/-IjKeNyHjDoM/TtjW5lFJAnI/AAAAAAAAHfs/O-LmK5xUd5Q/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IjKeNyHjDoM/TtjW5lFJAnI/AAAAAAAAHfs/O-LmK5xUd5Q/s400/DSC_0069.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4) Elf Ornaments - &lt;/b&gt;these remind me of my Grandparents.&amp;nbsp; My Dad's Parents had a few Elves that they hid around the house on Christmas Morning and as the only Grandchild it was my duty to find all the Elves, every year it got more difficult.&amp;nbsp; A few years ago my Parents found these Elf Ornaments that reminded me and them of the Worden Elves, which are now being hidden at my Parents house for the girls to search for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JT2QlSpKqas/TtjW7J7kAhI/AAAAAAAAHf8/NPPGgq2KqUk/s1600/DSC_0071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JT2QlSpKqas/TtjW7J7kAhI/AAAAAAAAHf8/NPPGgq2KqUk/s400/DSC_0071.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5) Fenway Ball &lt;/b&gt;- this one just reminds me of home, good ol' Fenway Park, home of the Red Sox, and so much of my childhood was spent watching the Red Sox and keeping score during the games while I watched them on TV. And I happen to think that this ornament is very pretty!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uos19UjAjcM/TtjW6g9BfoI/AAAAAAAAHf0/KrhkgA3QLoQ/s1600/DSC_0070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uos19UjAjcM/TtjW6g9BfoI/AAAAAAAAHf0/KrhkgA3QLoQ/s400/DSC_0070.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can imagine my favorites will change over the years, the girls are starting to bring home some handmade ornaments from school and I can imagine they will make the list next year. What are your Five Favorite Ornaments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Weeks Five on Friday topic will be Five Christmas/Holidays Traditions&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-2749632893693468729?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/2749632893693468729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=2749632893693468729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/2749632893693468729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/2749632893693468729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/12/five-on-friday-christmas-ornaments.html' title='Five on Friday: Christmas Ornaments'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_VvWZcQRt8g/TtjW3-0o8_I/AAAAAAAAHfc/4saACWRDOLQ/s72-c/DSC_0067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-3981741174919288242</id><published>2011-12-01T09:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T09:50:00.182-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>About Giving...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rwb3ez8GGmE/TtWbDc-zGaI/AAAAAAAAHfM/53LVfmokkjU/s1600/DSC_0037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rwb3ez8GGmE/TtWbDc-zGaI/AAAAAAAAHfM/53LVfmokkjU/s400/DSC_0037.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't mind the facial expression - how embarrassing.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Every year we try and do little things to show the girls that the Holiday Season is more so about giving than it is about receiving, and that since we are fortunate to have a home, and two jobs, it is our duty to give to others that don't have the fortunes that we have been blessed with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we donated a meal around Thanksgiving time through their Pre-School just like we did last year through Church and for Christmas I grabbed two angels off the Angel Tree at work for us to shop for.&amp;nbsp; I purposely chose two little girls, age 5 and age 6 and they both wanted a bike, so I thought it would be pretty cool to get them a bike.&amp;nbsp; At Capital One we do a TON for the Angel Tree, last year on the pick up day I would guess we had a few hundred bikes lined up to load onto the truck, and it gave me the chills thinking about all those little faces on Christmas Morning...so I figured this would be a good year to do our part.&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/-KNEn6a2a6WE/TtbkrKOmInI/AAAAAAAAHfU/qzYsvjO5JUw/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KNEn6a2a6WE/TtbkrKOmInI/AAAAAAAAHfU/qzYsvjO5JUw/s1600/photo.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo above was taken as I was running to a meeting and this is just a fraction of the loot from one of our 8 buildings, so you can imagine what it will all look like tomorrow when the truck comes. Makes me all warm and fuzzy thinking about it. I hope that year after year we give more, and that the girls see the power in giving, if we can give that gift to the girls we will be doing something right.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-3981741174919288242?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/3981741174919288242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=3981741174919288242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/3981741174919288242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/3981741174919288242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/12/about-giving.html' title='About Giving...'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rwb3ez8GGmE/TtWbDc-zGaI/AAAAAAAAHfM/53LVfmokkjU/s72-c/DSC_0037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-5352094228555002010</id><published>2011-11-30T09:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T09:20:00.674-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Tree Trimming...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dA0dC5p4V1U/TtWTwtV6PoI/AAAAAAAAHek/ezI-L5T0rK0/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dA0dC5p4V1U/TtWTwtV6PoI/AAAAAAAAHek/ezI-L5T0rK0/s400/DSC_0027.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year the girls and I put up the tree on Sunday Morning while Brad was out for a ride.&amp;nbsp; The tree itself had been up for a few days but we had yet to trim it. It was a hoot watching these two pick out the ornaments to hang. We had a system going, I would get them out of the boxes, lay them on the ottoman and the girls would choose which one they wanted to hang, and by hang, I mean, cover the bottom half of the tree.&amp;nbsp; At least this year we didn't have multiple ornaments hanging from the same branch like in years past.&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/--eZ_ch3bj5c/TtWTx6lUKEI/AAAAAAAAHes/misTOAjG-6w/s1600/DSC_0029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--eZ_ch3bj5c/TtWTx6lUKEI/AAAAAAAAHes/misTOAjG-6w/s400/DSC_0029.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And then it came time to pose for a photo....and the madness started....&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/-Xl2xz7wkEcY/TtWTzulT0oI/AAAAAAAAHe0/Og_8FHk5fdk/s1600/DSC_0030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xl2xz7wkEcY/TtWTzulT0oI/AAAAAAAAHe0/Og_8FHk5fdk/s400/DSC_0030.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Are they 4 and 2 years old OR 14 and 12 years old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8kMggv34Ts/TtWT0rkmezI/AAAAAAAAHe8/s0jtROj37WY/s1600/DSC_0031-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8kMggv34Ts/TtWT0rkmezI/AAAAAAAAHe8/s0jtROj37WY/s400/DSC_0031-1.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at all of that attitude...we are in for it. I am planning to do a Five on Friday post about my Five Favorite Ornaments this Friday so I will save the detailed photos for that post, but here is the finished product after I moved a few around to give the bottom branches some relief. You will notice its still a little bottom heavy, but I am a-okay with that, the girls did it, and I wanted to leave it that way as much as I could.&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/-xHZiPtD2ts0/TtWT15tkyqI/AAAAAAAAHfE/f8eE7lRLkJc/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xHZiPtD2ts0/TtWT15tkyqI/AAAAAAAAHfE/f8eE7lRLkJc/s400/DSC_0033.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad always takes a wonderful photo of the tree on Christmas Eve with the lights on, just after Santa has come, so I can't wait to see what the photo will look like this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-5352094228555002010?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/5352094228555002010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=5352094228555002010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/5352094228555002010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/5352094228555002010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/11/tree-trimming.html' title='Tree Trimming...'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dA0dC5p4V1U/TtWTwtV6PoI/AAAAAAAAHek/ezI-L5T0rK0/s72-c/DSC_0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-3904389832528500926</id><published>2011-11-30T08:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T08:29:01.001-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordy Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordy Wednesday: 10 Prayers to Carry You Through...</title><content type='html'>Courtesy of my peeps at Good Housekeeping, I thought I would share with you a feature I read in the most recent issue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 - Give me Simplicity&lt;/b&gt; - If the only prayer you ever say in your entire life is "thank you", it will be enough. - Meister Eckhart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 -&amp;nbsp; Give me Open Eyes&lt;/b&gt; - "For each new morning with its light, For rest and shelter of the night, For health and food, For love and friends, For everything Thy goodness sends." - Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3 - Give me a Break!&lt;/b&gt; - "God, grant me the power to out of this shower" - Monica Sheeham from Prayers for All Occasions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 - Give me Warmth&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; - "For All Warm Things" by Marjorie Holmes from Home Me Up a Little Longer, Lord.&amp;nbsp; What I took away from this prayer was that not only does a home and fireplace keep you warm, but the warmth of smiles and the warm greetings you can receive and bestow on the ones you care for, and even strangers are all about&amp;nbsp; the warmth of the Holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 - Give me Mindfulness&lt;/b&gt; - a prayer for living slowly "God help us to live slowly, To move simply, To look softly, To allow emptiness, To let the heart create for us.&amp;nbsp; Amen" Michael Leunig from When I Talk to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6 - Give me Joy&lt;/b&gt; - a don't take it all so seriously prayer - "Give me a sense of humor, Lord, and also things to laugh about.&amp;nbsp; Give us the grace to take a joke against ourselves, And to see the funny side of the things we do.&amp;nbsp; Save us from annoyance, bad temper, resentfulness against our friends.&amp;nbsp; Hlep us to laugh even in the face of trouble.&amp;nbsp; Fill our minds with the love of Jesus; for his name's sake" A.G. Bullivant - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 - Give me Faith&lt;/b&gt; - a prayer for control freaks - "If you put your whole trust in God, as you ought, He most certainly will give you sustenance, as He doth the birds' they come out hungry in the morning but return full to their nests. " the prophet Muhammad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*I have to admit, I am a control freak but this one didn't really hit home like I would have liked, perhaps a comparison to anything other than birds and it might have hit the mark, but I loathe birds, I am terrified they will peck my eyes out. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8 - Give me Perseverance&lt;/b&gt; - a prayer that's inspired everyone from Mother Teresa to Martina McBride &lt;i&gt;- heck, I read this at a school assembly my junior year in high school. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"People are illogical, unreasonable, and self-centered.&amp;nbsp; Love them anyway. &lt;br /&gt;If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish ulterior motives.&amp;nbsp; Do good anyway.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;If you are successful, you will win false friends and true enemies.&amp;nbsp; Succeed anyway.&lt;br /&gt;The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; Do good anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Honest and frankness make you vulnerable.&amp;nbsp; Be honest and frank anyway.&lt;br /&gt;The biggest men and women with the biggest ideas can be show down by the smallest men and women with the smallest minds.&amp;nbsp; Think big anyway.&lt;br /&gt;People favor underdogs but follow only top dogs.&amp;nbsp; Fight for a few underdogs anyway.&lt;br /&gt;What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight.&amp;nbsp; Build anyway.&lt;br /&gt;People really need help but may attack you if you do help them.&amp;nbsp; Help people anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Give the world the best you have and you'll get kicked in the teeth.&amp;nbsp; Give the world the best you have anyway.&amp;nbsp; - Kent M. Keith, Ed.D.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9 - Give me Optimism&lt;/b&gt; - a prayer for the ability to choose the sunny side of the street - "Whatsoever things are true, Whatsoever things are honest, Whatsoever things are just, Whatsoever things are pure, Whatsoever things are lovely, Whatsoever things are of good report; If there be any virtue, And if there be any praise, Think on these things.&amp;nbsp; - Philippians 4:8, the Bible, King James Version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 - Give me the Grace of Silent Night&lt;/b&gt; - a prayer for our dearest unspoken dreams and desires "I still think that the prayer without words is the best" - C.S. Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-3904389832528500926?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/3904389832528500926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=3904389832528500926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/3904389832528500926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/3904389832528500926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/11/wordy-wednesday-10-prayers-to-carry-you.html' title='Wordy Wednesday: 10 Prayers to Carry You Through...'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-6188629568608674144</id><published>2011-11-29T21:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T21:20:01.700-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><title type='text'>"Good Girl" Bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPPQjSIMhxY/TtWQxK9LHaI/AAAAAAAAHd8/6Ho4LHsa20I/s1600/DSC_0044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPPQjSIMhxY/TtWQxK9LHaI/AAAAAAAAHd8/6Ho4LHsa20I/s400/DSC_0044.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't mind the summery pink horse PJ's she is rocking, it has been 75 here lately....&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;It was time, time to kick the crib to the curb and move this little lady to her "good girl" bed (&lt;i&gt;that is what she calls it, we call it her "big girl" bed, but she is fairly stuck on "good girl" bed, so we let it fly.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m0Q9JVpqg_Q/TtWRlpalG4I/AAAAAAAAHeU/DHpFEydki40/s1600/Avery+Bedding+%2526+Olivia%2527s+Nursery+-+Feb+2009+014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m0Q9JVpqg_Q/TtWRlpalG4I/AAAAAAAAHeU/DHpFEydki40/s400/Avery+Bedding+%2526+Olivia%2527s+Nursery+-+Feb+2009+014.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;BEFORE: February 2009&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M1CT-V2eEtk/TtWRtTjz4rI/AAAAAAAAHec/xcfqoBJEaYI/s1600/Avery+Bedding+%2526+Olivia%2527s+Nursery+-+Feb+2009+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M1CT-V2eEtk/TtWRtTjz4rI/AAAAAAAAHec/xcfqoBJEaYI/s400/Avery+Bedding+%2526+Olivia%2527s+Nursery+-+Feb+2009+017.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I adored her crib bedding...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty darn excited about the timing of it, I love the holidays and all things decorating for them, so to be able to switch her over AND get to use her Holiday Bedding was just a double bonus for me. We have been debating the switch for quite some time, we thought about doing it right when we got back from the beach, but we just didn't think it was the right time, we didn't think she would stay in it, so we gave it some more time and then after a few weeks of terrible sleep and a few conversations with Dr. S we decided to take the plunge, and just give in. We had tried a few of the other things Dr. S suggested and this was one of the last ones. So when the girls left for Brad's Parents house last Sunday we decided that depending on how she did sleeping down there, we would make the move over the long weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eRGGsKYwkQQ/TtWQyMUtlsI/AAAAAAAAHeE/7IaU9Mb_m6U/s1600/DSC_0048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eRGGsKYwkQQ/TtWQyMUtlsI/AAAAAAAAHeE/7IaU9Mb_m6U/s400/DSC_0048.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad picked me up Tuesday Night and we stopped at good ol' Big Lots...do not laugh and do not knock it until you try it. We snagged a bomb diggity Serta Pillow Top that makes my back sing a sweet song for several hundred dollars less than had we procured it from a mattress warehouse-type place. I was thrilled with the deal and Brian and Brad picked it up on Saturday, so Saturday Night was the first night in the "good girl" bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you are chomping at the bit, wondering how it went....well, lets just say it went far better than I anticipated it would. She stayed in the bed, slept until close to 7:30am (knocking on wood, this child usually graces us with her cranky presence around 5:30am) and was a happy camper.&amp;nbsp; Everyone that came in the house had to make a trip upstairs to see her "good girl" bed. It was adorable to see her showing something off, for something to be about her, with her being the youngest, its usually Olivia doing the show &amp;amp; tell.&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/-AnyPFE3fsqA/TtWQyx4i5II/AAAAAAAAHeM/uLpwG2mNtYI/s1600/DSC_0057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AnyPFE3fsqA/TtWQyx4i5II/AAAAAAAAHeM/uLpwG2mNtYI/s400/DSC_0057.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Nap went well...but last two nights she has freaked. Bi-Polar Avery reared her ugly (yet cute) head, and she was terrified of her room and her bed again and didn't want to stay in it. So I "night-night side" her for a little while, we got a few books, she flopped around from headboard to foot board, and then finally she settled and fell asleep at the foot board on top of the covers - whatever floats her boat. And Monday morning she met me in the hallway around 6:30am and appeared a bit confused, and this morning she came into our room....it is so strange to see the door open and a little face poke around the door, Olivia has never come into our room, leave it to Avery! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little one is growing up...it was sad packing away the crib bedding and folding up the bedding accessories that I can now pass along to friends who are starting the journey into motherhood. &lt;i&gt;Sniff Sniff...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am already looking forward to pulling out her new big girl bedding. I have had it for a few years and while I don't love it, I really like it, and for now it will suit her just fine.&amp;nbsp; We are in talks about one day soon giving the girls the option of sharing a room (&lt;i&gt;of course, I just re-did Olivia's room&lt;/i&gt;) so until we make a final call on that one I won't be changing anything in Avery's room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-6188629568608674144?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/6188629568608674144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=6188629568608674144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6188629568608674144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/6188629568608674144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/11/good-girl-bed.html' title='&quot;Good Girl&quot; Bed'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPPQjSIMhxY/TtWQxK9LHaI/AAAAAAAAHd8/6Ho4LHsa20I/s72-c/DSC_0044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-1206485436081872780</id><published>2011-11-29T21:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T21:08:15.369-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Tour'/><title type='text'>Home Tour Tuesday: Kitchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r5FJuVgs_1s/TtWNNZlkWNI/AAAAAAAAHdM/ZZAGnQ6MBsU/s1600/Kitchen+2005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r5FJuVgs_1s/TtWNNZlkWNI/AAAAAAAAHdM/ZZAGnQ6MBsU/s400/Kitchen+2005.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kitchen 2005&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Everyone always says that you should love your kitchen, that families gather in their kitchens, and while I agree that is often times very true, I happen to want to love most of my house, so optimizing the kitchen hasn't been a priority for us, and that could be because we are pretty happy with it the way it is, outside of some cosmetic changes, we think it suits us just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p_YQxLRErHk/TtWNQfiEmZI/AAAAAAAAHdU/s_326LaIV-s/s1600/Kitchen+2005+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p_YQxLRErHk/TtWNQfiEmZI/AAAAAAAAHdU/s_326LaIV-s/s400/Kitchen+2005+%25232.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kitchen 2005&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;If I had to do it over again, I probably would have gone with white cabinets, but I still haven't the foggiest idea what I would have done for the counter tops. I struggle with clutter on the counter near the phone. We drop the mail there, notes get left there and piles of clutter just reproduce there. It is also our designated charging area for our phones and iPads, and that isn't idea, because the cords just drive me bonkers. Heck, maybe we need one of those charging station thingies...but here you have it. Our kitchen from 2005 and our kitchen today....not a lot of material changes, but a few small ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-02iEb7rmQpA/TtWN8uCp_KI/AAAAAAAAHdc/Fy7Njq9mgZw/s1600/DSC_0060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-02iEb7rmQpA/TtWN8uCp_KI/AAAAAAAAHdc/Fy7Njq9mgZw/s400/DSC_0060.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*There isn't as much stuff displayed on top of the cabinets - and frankly until I figure out how to actually display things for beauty instead of for storage purposes I would like to redo the entire top of cabinet strategy.&lt;br /&gt;*Christmas decorations are up in these photos and we have a lobster rug by the sink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZO43OnYIAM/TtWN-Zhc2LI/AAAAAAAAHdk/jaHQGzM2zco/s1600/DSC_0062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZO43OnYIAM/TtWN-Zhc2LI/AAAAAAAAHdk/jaHQGzM2zco/s400/DSC_0062.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*There is vinyl art to the right of the fridge and a bench from my parents house has been refinished and is now storage for the girls dress up clothes.&lt;br /&gt;*We now have two leather counter stools - while they are technically in the morning room, you can see the tops of them in this photo, with the very bright, can't wait for it to no longer be red, red walls of the morning room.&amp;nbsp; For the record, the flash blew it out and distorted all the colors, it really isn't that bright. &lt;br /&gt;*The menu chalkboard now hangs on the pantry door (the pantry is almost done, just need a few more supplies from Ikea, so I am waiting for Brad to make his next trip to NoVA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PBm27bSY3N0/TtWOAVQfgRI/AAAAAAAAHds/-uQ6ZqCR2jo/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PBm27bSY3N0/TtWOAVQfgRI/AAAAAAAAHds/-uQ6ZqCR2jo/s400/DSC_0061.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you what...that pot rack is a saving grace! Our cabinets, while we have quite a few of them, they are just not designed to be all that functional, and I can't imagine where we would store all the pots and pans if they weren't hanging from our ceiling.&amp;nbsp; It's funny though, when Brad gets up in the mornings and makes his way to the bathroom, the pans clank and announce that he is now awake and in the bathroom. HA!. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HZEqX8JqGow/TtWPiCeEAyI/AAAAAAAAHd0/EvEQBbSZ8rU/s1600/DSC_0063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HZEqX8JqGow/TtWPiCeEAyI/AAAAAAAAHd0/EvEQBbSZ8rU/s400/DSC_0063.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you'll see that I did some cleaning up around the phone area to minimize the charging mess, but picture this with a Blackberry and iPhone plugged in and charging. And notice my super cute Erin Condren weekly planner keeping us organized and on top of things - LOVE IT. If you recall from the things I would like to do differently you would recall a bright white kitchen and yes, that is a dream of mine, but to be honest, our kitchen does the job and I happen to fancy it just a smidgen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381935842604965147-1206485436081872780?l=richmondturners.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/feeds/1206485436081872780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1381935842604965147&amp;postID=1206485436081872780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/1206485436081872780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381935842604965147/posts/default/1206485436081872780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richmondturners.blogspot.com/2011/11/home-tour-tuesday-kitchen.html' title='Home Tour Tuesday: Kitchen'/><author><name>A Boy, His Girls &amp;amp; A Big Dog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447260063427018685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB6BaEmNFyc/TFWygMysbgI/AAAAAAAAFEw/hjytcsuzhT4/S220/DSC_0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r5FJuVgs_1s/TtWNNZlkWNI/AAAAAAAAHdM/ZZAGnQ6MBsU/s72-c/Kitchen+2005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381935842604965147.post-1333517641022361653</id><published>2011-11-28T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T10:00:52.371-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Menu Monday'/><title type='text'>Menu Monday: Gooey Butter Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xFjFxGJ987Y/TtOg7MZ7V4I/AAAAAAAAHdE/0j0cUs7nkKI/s1600/gooey_butter_cake_new-291x437.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xFjFxGJ987Y/TtOg7MZ7V4I/AAAAAAAAHdE/0j0cUs7nkKI/s320/gooey_butter_cake_new-291x437.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girl Paula did it again, this recipe is fan-tastic!!! And it is VERY easy to make. I plan to whip one up on Friday for the Tacky Sweater Party on Saturday. You can find this recipe on Paula Deen's Website &lt;a href="http://www.pauladeen.com/recipes/recipe_view/gooey_butter_cake/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; And there are several variations of this goodness, chocolate, toffee and pumpkin are a few I would love to try. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Servings: 6 to 8 servings&lt;br /&gt;Prep Time: 30 min&lt;br /&gt;Cook Time: 40 min&lt;br /&gt;Difficulty: Easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ingredients &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cake:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 18 1/4-ounce package yellow cake mix&lt;br /&gt;1 egg&lt;br /&gt;8 tablespoons butter, melted &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filling:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 8-ounce package cream cheese, softened &lt;br /&gt;2 eggs &lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla &lt;br /&gt;8 tablespoons butter, melted&lt;br /&gt;1 16-ounce box powdered sugar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Directions&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees F.&lt;br /&gt;2. Combine the cake mix, egg, and butter and mix well with an electric mixer. Pat the mixture into the bottom of a lightly greased 13 by 9-inch baking pan.&lt;br /&gt;3. In a large bowl, beat the cream cheese until smooth. Add the eggs, vanilla, and butter and beat together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. Next, add the powdered sugar and mix well. Spread over cake batter and bake for 40 to 50 minutes. &lt;/
