tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-135971492024-03-07T21:30:48.960-06:00Postcards from Pamphotos and thoughtsPamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907226751158445556noreply@blogger.comBlogger568125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13597149.post-57792359327689593102011-09-16T21:58:00.003-05:002011-09-16T22:03:20.799-05:0024 hours later<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioYH0HhpYNRRFhIX1dBt44dSYjXcZQQrBVwDxBQRdXfd6CD-3AhkEejmY3P6UtIlBhQGA25PY23lL4DVg00R-W3oCBaMkQoNwOw6AzuOVcQ8-JWgJtzI6zIenub4mlE7IStF_E8Q/s1600/IMG_0016+%2528Small%2529.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioYH0HhpYNRRFhIX1dBt44dSYjXcZQQrBVwDxBQRdXfd6CD-3AhkEejmY3P6UtIlBhQGA25PY23lL4DVg00R-W3oCBaMkQoNwOw6AzuOVcQ8-JWgJtzI6zIenub4mlE7IStF_E8Q/s320/IMG_0016+%2528Small%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653158228385134738" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMhyphenhyphenfWjvV9YT-fw3-nYySp7GVTzJI2UOleRTt1IwbTlqjgPLlx2zk4N1KNL0YcvMYKM1nPF3K3pBmW43ry7ZTry3F464XO17vnlC2zM6RrszEdi5UXpgzK528urugIac5M61liwQ/s1600/IMG_0004+%2528Small%2529.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMhyphenhyphenfWjvV9YT-fw3-nYySp7GVTzJI2UOleRTt1IwbTlqjgPLlx2zk4N1KNL0YcvMYKM1nPF3K3pBmW43ry7ZTry3F464XO17vnlC2zM6RrszEdi5UXpgzK528urugIac5M61liwQ/s320/IMG_0004+%2528Small%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653158219631290722" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7Raizvorj5mwrjNMFLrO4FnFX7tdi5Kn1i-4G1wc4cu3UUdG9u7hTSeVdSHGoX2t6FSw-qZY4hdmT9fO_QI8FCc8TQFQt6Hu_Acpg5S-chexEcSolq1i31dM80Ov1o-89RVEinw/s1600/IMG_0016+%2528Small%2529.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7Raizvorj5mwrjNMFLrO4FnFX7tdi5Kn1i-4G1wc4cu3UUdG9u7hTSeVdSHGoX2t6FSw-qZY4hdmT9fO_QI8FCc8TQFQt6Hu_Acpg5S-chexEcSolq1i31dM80Ov1o-89RVEinw/s320/IMG_0016+%2528Small%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653158211588737954" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg87OveNEQIXStsoLswAWTbX2t7DEr3GNBh5vOy6etjUiaIBQ3fULxzEKe9LFU9ZQJOf3s9Ni0H5_n34b8Bi2bTyTjwLf_oekpQrBWyS_pGTvLdM89WJYqZ1cQAkND1GfJDrLJOSQ/s1600/IMG_0019+%2528Small%2529.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg87OveNEQIXStsoLswAWTbX2t7DEr3GNBh5vOy6etjUiaIBQ3fULxzEKe9LFU9ZQJOf3s9Ni0H5_n34b8Bi2bTyTjwLf_oekpQrBWyS_pGTvLdM89WJYqZ1cQAkND1GfJDrLJOSQ/s320/IMG_0019+%2528Small%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653158230144875842" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Nearly 24 hours old, and still all I can say is PERFECTION!<br />Note to Grandma B: bringing prints and dinner for all of you tomorrow.<br /></div>Pamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907226751158445556noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13597149.post-73276870779686010722011-09-15T21:55:00.003-05:002011-09-15T22:07:21.093-05:00God smiled on us today!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCha8DPQtqIKfbFSekvsp9IljAJ2z956BrI3czX74ex2u_t-oNHItEQYtcOR-PSBXIWVQI04OeG-ESpaesqx6aGF941tFiMoEl45BXisuoq2NzVUN6euqt4MEl40TXazILaL78Rg/s1600/IMG_0015+copy+%2528Small%2529.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCha8DPQtqIKfbFSekvsp9IljAJ2z956BrI3czX74ex2u_t-oNHItEQYtcOR-PSBXIWVQI04OeG-ESpaesqx6aGF941tFiMoEl45BXisuoq2NzVUN6euqt4MEl40TXazILaL78Rg/s320/IMG_0015+copy+%2528Small%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652787338546446754" border="0" />The newest branch on our family tree was born today.</a><br />Ben William arrived at 4:04 pm weighing in at 7 pounds 7 ounces<br />21.5 inches long. He is the most beautiful baby I've ever seen and<br />it was love at first site for all of us. <br />Congratulations to the new parents, Abby and Joey.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQdwM4vZlqGzqzSqQE9xCtyruOfTbI4pjAA4iATxhlC73eoD2JUwaeiaW04PF8LuZJCdrnoTAMpdvwu3qiQNx5oruw7kWFusfSt-49h147y5RnK7cefvJvfzzUstaeduO4r1lq6g/s1600/IMG_0037+copy+%2528Small%2529.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQdwM4vZlqGzqzSqQE9xCtyruOfTbI4pjAA4iATxhlC73eoD2JUwaeiaW04PF8LuZJCdrnoTAMpdvwu3qiQNx5oruw7kWFusfSt-49h147y5RnK7cefvJvfzzUstaeduO4r1lq6g/s320/IMG_0037+copy+%2528Small%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652787329752527538" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ6tR5QmKZBrtG3AYtnpqCqD8tVZRPGTu0AVo4dY5AA4VnZVnrYgOvCIM_MfzwJb0MbJkKrUw9btG3jfu66psV1JmQG2G46XcCiEeVa0O0wlqVWrEW8KaGo_csDf4vDoms2wYDfg/s1600/IMG_0070+copy+%2528Small%2529.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ6tR5QmKZBrtG3AYtnpqCqD8tVZRPGTu0AVo4dY5AA4VnZVnrYgOvCIM_MfzwJb0MbJkKrUw9btG3jfu66psV1JmQG2G46XcCiEeVa0O0wlqVWrEW8KaGo_csDf4vDoms2wYDfg/s320/IMG_0070+copy+%2528Small%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652787323385527666" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu5XNUXhOKvewWrWHd7O2NlvXoAg1S92ufqmYITwoVS8UPplgHjrdZEcPwH9JYOfwHRTNM5I47-OFHc7TxEcEdLy2vAMp8S811E2Jedq5Wo38FRrq4uLJkc_b-sMM4vCCtWtHJig/s1600/IMG_0096+copy+%2528Small%2529.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu5XNUXhOKvewWrWHd7O2NlvXoAg1S92ufqmYITwoVS8UPplgHjrdZEcPwH9JYOfwHRTNM5I47-OFHc7TxEcEdLy2vAMp8S811E2Jedq5Wo38FRrq4uLJkc_b-sMM4vCCtWtHJig/s320/IMG_0096+copy+%2528Small%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652787341032446034" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbPC0y2KAYb52MOqygIXBmJ66MtnltODNPecKgTtsdNYIa5RNWYT27QVjVr1kvFaU0yzlF9MyJD_x2-Cahzw04ebpXRQitrNRpUJ7ZeIZuDX__efAGz6cqZvIEi7av82LsE64pHQ/s1600/IMG_0032+copy+%2528Small%2529.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbPC0y2KAYb52MOqygIXBmJ66MtnltODNPecKgTtsdNYIa5RNWYT27QVjVr1kvFaU0yzlF9MyJD_x2-Cahzw04ebpXRQitrNRpUJ7ZeIZuDX__efAGz6cqZvIEi7av82LsE64pHQ/s320/IMG_0032+copy+%2528Small%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652786974483194706" border="0" /></a><br />Abby's first call was to her sister, Katie.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxWsUwLlNGEHBe5TkGi48oVFAUwxp8ZrBww8rX6CZ8C7amYITWQVB5MB6NaqU61Y14CvYfuQPtdGPI4TJgSFrK-8igOJTHaaEOvKkZ81QxR8vPaFTnzHu2YVEHsxSe0mfbZRxRPg/s1600/IMG_0094+copy+%2528Small%2529.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxWsUwLlNGEHBe5TkGi48oVFAUwxp8ZrBww8rX6CZ8C7amYITWQVB5MB6NaqU61Y14CvYfuQPtdGPI4TJgSFrK-8igOJTHaaEOvKkZ81QxR8vPaFTnzHu2YVEHsxSe0mfbZRxRPg/s320/IMG_0094+copy+%2528Small%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652786966130537490" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-fw6booOs2yeE3vQAcH5waGJplGFhNBxwVZO1lEKiBoNU1nid6L3NUPSQyxlwWbcXhHpoGDl1viRTedP2F78IOu3VBwQVAiP6CgXTJr-J5LbXvooLNre38trBPCkeZrPrpFZnaw/s1600/IMG_0027+copy+%2528Small%2529.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-fw6booOs2yeE3vQAcH5waGJplGFhNBxwVZO1lEKiBoNU1nid6L3NUPSQyxlwWbcXhHpoGDl1viRTedP2F78IOu3VBwQVAiP6CgXTJr-J5LbXvooLNre38trBPCkeZrPrpFZnaw/s320/IMG_0027+copy+%2528Small%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652786960994186370" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHHhHls6PC20LYZCuMXCPWIS_LqlIERiga5syB1yLHAx8raLqh2HbIIYv0UXUmzBlGfYw9FHOwrRxDmKsbkaLtuFDEsrQil_LyOkJlSKJdfe_YMdcT1ziGoY3Nh1OlrGwZLCBveQ/s1600/IMG_0082+copy+%2528Small%2529.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHHhHls6PC20LYZCuMXCPWIS_LqlIERiga5syB1yLHAx8raLqh2HbIIYv0UXUmzBlGfYw9FHOwrRxDmKsbkaLtuFDEsrQil_LyOkJlSKJdfe_YMdcT1ziGoY3Nh1OlrGwZLCBveQ/s320/IMG_0082+copy+%2528Small%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652786954998679922" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZabQSMBraejtqZ7rasxOWSPJLp1mhVRiBsaLmjtGv5AJmLWsDVkKCS_da0T5jAoaviTVGbsYvmUaVhPHVoI9t7xGUaN4aRRf2nPuRswWl9cwtOKrxI5L0CwKcW0YhvAw2QcoNKg/s1600/IMG_0039+copy+%2528Small%2529.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZabQSMBraejtqZ7rasxOWSPJLp1mhVRiBsaLmjtGv5AJmLWsDVkKCS_da0T5jAoaviTVGbsYvmUaVhPHVoI9t7xGUaN4aRRf2nPuRswWl9cwtOKrxI5L0CwKcW0YhvAw2QcoNKg/s320/IMG_0039+copy+%2528Small%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652786977090544658" border="0" /></a><br />Happy Birthday sweet baby Ben.<br /><br /></div>Pamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907226751158445556noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13597149.post-90390570905912234322011-07-31T22:00:00.003-05:002011-07-31T22:06:54.284-05:00Hello again!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1L4WFb9al3cNeblitFEULLR3_Q8VuOxcY44WXmfue_1SfB2h8HYo-h7ojNLQEb4uDIbJ-C02QswQMbPeEFTCZvLfzfPPjG6hkCyhG9ofkUr0DtYwnU-0tNcEzHN8CY8rTYxSGRA/s1600/IMG_0411+%2528Medium%2529.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq7EER_P79SWk_YrOPikhFQmzsDYFeqCrZyqYU2B5xc_3-sSiBzhyfu0lC7LXJcw3nJIoEYD40gq58G0s2G9HlGKq41uAULfLM5Op3LBFwWG4sZinDuRAOmfMoWWV1ITelecEEWg/s400/IMG_0399+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635718434083067970" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzEEhCiQBBhSkzMuTNlgN0a1HZhiaAcjFt_6XOn-ymqnCuftczYGv7gpI7glrz3Tc7uQ7yyFaQ_O2H_VGFolqHBf2_DzsigEOmiY9azJH6iuR60txvlWKWo7kg_C9TGtrQzltBIQ/s1600/IMG_0398+%2528Medium%2529.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzEEhCiQBBhSkzMuTNlgN0a1HZhiaAcjFt_6XOn-ymqnCuftczYGv7gpI7glrz3Tc7uQ7yyFaQ_O2H_VGFolqHBf2_DzsigEOmiY9azJH6iuR60txvlWKWo7kg_C9TGtrQzltBIQ/s400/IMG_0398+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635718428416772930" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbsJ-uanGGkTlwX_-HqGclufp0bO4LxjXsUdhcm8POYQZFwN75VzMM14xyLf3i0J_X0gNqyCJHsmyUyza02PuAuyVlblJu2Q_RO74Q8xdSBQMRxZPbGZvLxpwetp-9D6pA8j5c0A/s1600/IMG_0321+%2528Medium%2529.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbsJ-uanGGkTlwX_-HqGclufp0bO4LxjXsUdhcm8POYQZFwN75VzMM14xyLf3i0J_X0gNqyCJHsmyUyza02PuAuyVlblJu2Q_RO74Q8xdSBQMRxZPbGZvLxpwetp-9D6pA8j5c0A/s400/IMG_0321+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635718448103933138" border="0" /></a><br />It's been far too long since my last postcard.<br />A lot has happened during that time which<br />you can read about on facebook, but I miss<br />my blog.<br />Doing the Shimelle's Explore class has<br />inspired me to get back here, so I will<br />start with the project she has me working on.<br />Oh, and have you met *him? My newest little gem.Pamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907226751158445556noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13597149.post-56734236814990320092010-06-22T02:21:00.002-05:002010-06-22T02:26:39.445-05:00When you don't want to be on a boat<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjO9Mj6ZpkKC4cNuygV8Lp1D26xr07bfccPyy0IJio-g5OdOZ1l7X-Wt1Ll73n6muVg9uBZPU3Ds_8BYR9zMv33h4Hn2DWNZVJVqiYKQbbyNh0G0QdNAkzMHEklBe35N2HEAWS_w/s1600/storm+collage+june+2010.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjO9Mj6ZpkKC4cNuygV8Lp1D26xr07bfccPyy0IJio-g5OdOZ1l7X-Wt1Ll73n6muVg9uBZPU3Ds_8BYR9zMv33h4Hn2DWNZVJVqiYKQbbyNh0G0QdNAkzMHEklBe35N2HEAWS_w/s400/storm+collage+june+2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485495207226397330" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Being out on the lake all day is a nice, relaxing place to be<br />until someone says,<br />"Look at that!"<br />and you look over your shoulder to see<br />the most unusual cloud you have ever seen.<br />That was the end of our three hour tour.<br /></div>Pamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907226751158445556noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13597149.post-26861358846568016142010-05-27T23:37:00.003-05:002010-05-27T23:59:08.022-05:00Options in an Instant<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGImEFcY5rj-NIMW1Mn0LfYasMbVP5dMBHJLrMws05UIDU8koLhrIZNkg5dPPck4V43mrEVWjo_vE8EQ8GH8kEOdEdv2Z4RBiVvfEuvw2_00spqKcnalIOqL1X5RX_bAevpVG1Ig/s1600/IMG_0089+copy+2+%28Large%29.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGImEFcY5rj-NIMW1Mn0LfYasMbVP5dMBHJLrMws05UIDU8koLhrIZNkg5dPPck4V43mrEVWjo_vE8EQ8GH8kEOdEdv2Z4RBiVvfEuvw2_00spqKcnalIOqL1X5RX_bAevpVG1Ig/s400/IMG_0089+copy+2+%28Large%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476176122697609522" border="0" /></a><br />Black and white<br />or<br />color?<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1aZg7AfFp2F3z1A9kMwlx1OOKwiRzVnSG3Wwc-Qtio8ri3SEdojrEbidp4ceN8eYKMYz6MPpBQdHgoShBW2qUthP01dLx1xQL0O3YtpjxceK43TCPYKEI0f2o-vIj4GlwrMlBPQ/s1600/IMG_0089+%28Large%29.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1aZg7AfFp2F3z1A9kMwlx1OOKwiRzVnSG3Wwc-Qtio8ri3SEdojrEbidp4ceN8eYKMYz6MPpBQdHgoShBW2qUthP01dLx1xQL0O3YtpjxceK43TCPYKEI0f2o-vIj4GlwrMlBPQ/s400/IMG_0089+%28Large%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476176115817142610" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Black and white?<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkpcQdNPPC801gdvDjSoKRfTP6jlzfrQLL3WQzncNo3KfjRvia3LBrmuZeWDrmD8zFjCkY-562n4qsV8-pntYTRr5NHcLiYToHFWGXgkzBCqWI5gpsUslG97H92shWO6Uzh5FJCg/s1600/IMG_0043+copy+bw+%28Large%29.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkpcQdNPPC801gdvDjSoKRfTP6jlzfrQLL3WQzncNo3KfjRvia3LBrmuZeWDrmD8zFjCkY-562n4qsV8-pntYTRr5NHcLiYToHFWGXgkzBCqWI5gpsUslG97H92shWO6Uzh5FJCg/s400/IMG_0043+copy+bw+%28Large%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476176108635003746" border="0" /></a><br />or color?<br /><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMKuzZvLPR8yrqhPeXAeGfO1no-Yy4Rn4VRQtDowJY_f-WMGvXHsJ-Tx2Z-MZx0C6lS7Kaw4NpsiLw1FBnxZn-B7OtJqckdqGI3rbGC9-3tDsPUIM-akKkglr7gnLt7YCTUyip9w/s1600/IMG_0043+copy+5x7+%28Large%29.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMKuzZvLPR8yrqhPeXAeGfO1no-Yy4Rn4VRQtDowJY_f-WMGvXHsJ-Tx2Z-MZx0C6lS7Kaw4NpsiLw1FBnxZn-B7OtJqckdqGI3rbGC9-3tDsPUIM-akKkglr7gnLt7YCTUyip9w/s400/IMG_0043+copy+5x7+%28Large%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476176103705189282" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Recently I pulled out my film camera after finding a roll of black & white film<br />in the deep recesses of my fridge.<br />I haven't used my old film camera for a few years<br />but it felt good in my hands.<br />I put on my favorite lens and went outside.<br />The little neighbor boys were playing in the backyard.<br />I went over to them and asked them if I could take a few pictures.<br />They are such cute little guys, with these heartwarming smiles.<br />Their baby sister and mom came out and posed with them.<br />Without giving much direction to them I started shooting.<br />Those 24 exposures went by fast!<br />I had to laugh when the youngest brother asked to see them<br />(on the back of my camera).<br />I explained that this was a different camera and they would<br />have to wait to see the photos.<br />That statement even struck me funny.<br />We are so used to the instant gratification of viewing what we shot<br />just seconds after the capture, that it seemed foreign to have to wait.<br />When I finally got them back, I pulled them out of the envelope right away.<br />The look, the feel, the texture, the NEGATIVES......<br />I wondered why I ever deserted film for digital.<br />There is just a quality (in black & white) film that I<br />cannot seem to achieve in digital.<br /><br />Until tonight.<br /><br />The orange lillies are in full bloom under my cherry tree.<br />I grabbed my camera, switched to the macro lens and started shooting.<br />I had the sprinkler on earlier and all the little droplets of water<br />falling from the tree landed all over the lillies.<br />I don't think I would have got the shot I wanted without<br />the luxury of checking the led screen and the histogram, telling me<br />that I had to change the aperature down a couple of stops.<br />Finally, after way more than 24 exposures I got about 5 shots I loved.<br /><br />Then my little girlfriend walks over with her paci and pink blankie.<br />BAM! One single shot and I got this one that makes me smile.<br />With a macro lens!<br /><br />Knowing that I can easily change the color to b&w sitting here at<br />my computer made me happy that I have options.<br /><br />I still plan on shooting the rolls of film I purchased the other day.<br />I think it's good to keep a hand in it to keep me on my toes.<br />But it's always nice to have options.<br /></div>Pamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907226751158445556noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13597149.post-79729426940230813382010-05-18T19:58:00.002-05:002010-05-18T20:04:03.535-05:00Baseball Fever<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIbkZbN8_z0sMQRJvKnOorKI4xVF69m_XtG9BdGkiLMLAjsJaJH9XZmhbSU2_oSumx5R1HGVrMDWjcS4z0u4JjDEejUganqQcDOoeHjiwZNojVlt9tfvw_iyyG4_KK8V88dkBrAw/s1600/IMG_0329+copy+3+for+web+%28Medium%29.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIbkZbN8_z0sMQRJvKnOorKI4xVF69m_XtG9BdGkiLMLAjsJaJH9XZmhbSU2_oSumx5R1HGVrMDWjcS4z0u4JjDEejUganqQcDOoeHjiwZNojVlt9tfvw_iyyG4_KK8V88dkBrAw/s400/IMG_0329+copy+3+for+web+%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472779657803749010" border="0" /></a><br />I have been photographing this little guy since he was a baby. <br />The parents are religious in contacting me on his birthdays<br />for an updated portrait.<br />He just turned four years old so it was time for a session.<br />I think this set has been my favorite of him so far.<br />Such personality and energy he has!<br />He loves baseball and has a very good, level swing.<br />The above is one of several that I just love<br />so had to share.<br />Happy Birthday Dominic!<br /></div>Pamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907226751158445556noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13597149.post-55801172150882490362010-04-25T14:59:00.002-05:002010-04-25T15:18:28.868-05:00A Little Piece of Peace<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ2a0Z8UQKi-6DxoNSQ6ROWxMhYLPDERRINHdcR5vzqKlrb_RglVYolhD_cR7wsW18wLzcO5zRdwhnONWFfPJ7rnu84FtghW_q5Z_-Lya6w6pOYBQsKiNCCyuPUqW2IasAaLoEdg/s1600/IMG_0023+%28Medium%29.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ2a0Z8UQKi-6DxoNSQ6ROWxMhYLPDERRINHdcR5vzqKlrb_RglVYolhD_cR7wsW18wLzcO5zRdwhnONWFfPJ7rnu84FtghW_q5Z_-Lya6w6pOYBQsKiNCCyuPUqW2IasAaLoEdg/s400/IMG_0023+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464167832534451474" border="0" /></a><br />Isn't this a beautiful view?<br />It is what my bff and her man look at<br />every day, right out their back door.<br />Calm, peaceful, beautiful.<br /><br />But - it doesn't come easy.<br />They work hard to keep it looking so nice.<br />In fact, my bff's life seemed to be endangered<br />just last week when her trusty tractor began smoking.<br />Thankfully, she escaped unharmed.<br />It meant she was in shape to prepare<br />a delicious meal and entertain a group<br />of close friends last evening.<br />We came armed with chocolate cake and<br />fishing gear (after a stop at the expensive plastic<br />worm store, where I was WAY overdressed).<br /><br />We arrived to warm greetings.<br />Sure, it rained a little.<br />Yes, there was a threat of severe thunderstorms<br />and a possible tornado.<br />Actually, when I asked D. where we were on<br />that storm map they show on tv, he<br />pointed to the highlighted red triangle,<br />the eye of the storm.<br /><br />It's funny how relaxed you can be in that<br />situation with a group of friends<br />and a few margaritas under the belt.<br /><br />I thought it was beautiful out after the storm passed.<br /><br />Just look............<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWgmM3jPr5j2ehe63QLYOB1eDfy8tCfjURgwrBivrzv0Z4f7tivqoCkZdQI0feSivG3spo7o-_SghCDegxUrsV0tf0jHvYVC1bJzw3YKqB1dK0x6L6VSJIYLV2hP-bxxbWV-R5yA/s1600/IMG_0018+%28Medium%29.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWgmM3jPr5j2ehe63QLYOB1eDfy8tCfjURgwrBivrzv0Z4f7tivqoCkZdQI0feSivG3spo7o-_SghCDegxUrsV0tf0jHvYVC1bJzw3YKqB1dK0x6L6VSJIYLV2hP-bxxbWV-R5yA/s400/IMG_0018+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464167823881553378" border="0" /></a><br />We even saw a huge rainbow, with the moon<br />just over the top right corner.<br />You don't see that here in this photo<br />because I had left my camera in the car.<br />(That's <span style="font-style: italic;">why</span> I needed it, dh)<br />J. was kind enough to retrieve it for me,<br />but by the time he returned the<br />rainbow was gone.<br />But I saw it.<br /><br />Then we saw this...........<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioT84J0wv2w0wGCZNRl_RlS4BBg5_DypWUW39yHUBjXdBWQZ7WuuSEBxod7_qaD0eAYQ7NR2rjyv0Me-JLQInovSmPTogaDl-r-PIjCJDwiZXqqaRIqLIzgJT8zJTBCOt5XXPsQA/s1600/IMG_0020+%28Medium%29.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioT84J0wv2w0wGCZNRl_RlS4BBg5_DypWUW39yHUBjXdBWQZ7WuuSEBxod7_qaD0eAYQ7NR2rjyv0Me-JLQInovSmPTogaDl-r-PIjCJDwiZXqqaRIqLIzgJT8zJTBCOt5XXPsQA/s400/IMG_0020+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464167819539138978" border="0" /></a><br />I really love stormy days.<br />Days that you can curl up and sit on a swing,<br />chat with friends sitting next to you,<br />eat, drink and be merry.<br /><br />It was a very nice day.<br />A little piece of peace.<br /><br /><br /></div>Pamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907226751158445556noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13597149.post-41299561420391207122010-02-22T00:32:00.003-06:002010-02-22T00:40:52.903-06:00Stress Relief<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB39LLWTSUsGEjPr3cEoC6WpF0HLWklXNIO7d5U36mKuNFOP_hc30M9vChmID0bW-KtqzhLhCb07DUV3SGfWwoJt7GpBALhB8uRKwjPB3lpCJKSBJ947gyzhLeOIO5prxl8LA3Pg/s1600-h/orchids+2010+set+1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB39LLWTSUsGEjPr3cEoC6WpF0HLWklXNIO7d5U36mKuNFOP_hc30M9vChmID0bW-KtqzhLhCb07DUV3SGfWwoJt7GpBALhB8uRKwjPB3lpCJKSBJ947gyzhLeOIO5prxl8LA3Pg/s400/orchids+2010+set+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440952461936566594" border="0" /></a><br />There is nothing as calming as strolling down the<br />paths of Paris while the orchids are in bloom<br />(even if it is a "mock Paris" at the Botanical Garden).<br /><br />Come and take a look at what Deb & I saw on<br />our mission to de-stress last week.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtRcU21rH-2n_315IIUxlsg_S6vy9phg9-YP9Bzq7Re_GOUFw8qJzt6rVzGaK_twcLDWI-VgGwvIAwRJsrnYk6hYs2kjya6glC9HbiDE89y13ukEyCTV1bUN2YON3yOrhJSJXihw/s1600-h/orchid+2010+set+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 222px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtRcU21rH-2n_315IIUxlsg_S6vy9phg9-YP9Bzq7Re_GOUFw8qJzt6rVzGaK_twcLDWI-VgGwvIAwRJsrnYk6hYs2kjya6glC9HbiDE89y13ukEyCTV1bUN2YON3yOrhJSJXihw/s400/orchid+2010+set+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440952460509837826" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Did you think there were so many types, colors,<br />shades, and shapes of this lovely flower?<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkFB8LpyXiKKARrEEj1Ien-tZCU5WwOnL-sxTAufRyy7de8RF1ay1qpqBCAIiLx1FfEWKQVHJt0k3b6aMULEQXckcgTNgUxb9gc_ufoTCzXgVFbopdShioJYlhSnT7toH3x6NddA/s1600-h/orchid+2010+set+3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkFB8LpyXiKKARrEEj1Ien-tZCU5WwOnL-sxTAufRyy7de8RF1ay1qpqBCAIiLx1FfEWKQVHJt0k3b6aMULEQXckcgTNgUxb9gc_ufoTCzXgVFbopdShioJYlhSnT7toH3x6NddA/s400/orchid+2010+set+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440952456113754962" border="0" /></a><br />One was more beautiful and unique<br />than the other.<br /><br />We even got to see one of our favorites<br />in the stages of bloom.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV7WbBsHRiRSGV-R86ZFrCk5iLRLMqRgeIZxsd3giE15_hxZhUuz4eJ_WwcRmNotvCxw0j0VHkeM8y3rsHr_DSYuUCLJO0xJEEwYt6Z9tv76iNDnMkygg3DM8B7XEayt7GEi8aaQ/s1600-h/orchid+2010+set+4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 222px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV7WbBsHRiRSGV-R86ZFrCk5iLRLMqRgeIZxsd3giE15_hxZhUuz4eJ_WwcRmNotvCxw0j0VHkeM8y3rsHr_DSYuUCLJO0xJEEwYt6Z9tv76iNDnMkygg3DM8B7XEayt7GEi8aaQ/s400/orchid+2010+set+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440952447192646722" border="0" /></a><br />The RX for stress-relief worked.<br />We both walked out happy from our little journey,<br />each of us bringing home our own potted orchid<br />to remind us of the beauty we saw today.<br /></div>Pamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907226751158445556noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13597149.post-14416299053394242052010-02-19T16:57:00.002-06:002010-02-19T17:03:09.837-06:00Camillia in Bloom<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhQh0mPwPDsiELW281L4Jb2958_8XiHythQepS8MCBDfC7hLU1KO-pDHRPhKH5nMcQb0nk9WC-Tr4Mf0R3UUKjxXpzGHVf7hTbR10ykG8EXUvPICT_l7iJjq0XYsFycjN9OPy6XA/s1600-h/IMG_0161+web.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhQh0mPwPDsiELW281L4Jb2958_8XiHythQepS8MCBDfC7hLU1KO-pDHRPhKH5nMcQb0nk9WC-Tr4Mf0R3UUKjxXpzGHVf7hTbR10ykG8EXUvPICT_l7iJjq0XYsFycjN9OPy6XA/s400/IMG_0161+web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440093606627494834" border="0" /></a><br />My sweet little Chloe's middle name is Camille.<br />We took her to see all the pretty<br />Camillia's in bloom at the botanical gardens<br />last week. She was so excited to see<br />her namesake flower.<br />I still think she is the prettiest one in bloom.<br /></div>Pamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907226751158445556noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13597149.post-42909085251193790452010-02-09T19:56:00.004-06:002010-02-09T20:04:56.309-06:00If I were Rich & Skinny<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/images/020910cutawaybooties_ban2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 191px;" src="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/images/020910cutawaybooties_ban2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/category.jsp?navAction=jump&navCount=19&id=SHOESBAGS-OUTFIT2">This</a> is what you would see me wearing on the first day of Spring.<br />I <span style="font-style: italic;">love</span> those boots. <br />But, since I can't seem to kick my m&m addiction,<br />or have a spare $790 laying around for a single outfit<br />I guess I'll just stick with<br />my cut off sweats and flip flops.<br /><br />Must be the cold weather and all this snow getting to me.<br /></div>Pamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907226751158445556noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13597149.post-4582372372339981122010-02-07T00:29:00.003-06:002010-02-07T00:41:56.316-06:00The Postman Rang Twice<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuju520u_K6Zu2uxNP6kBilXtb_oJtzJfnsL5tKeFXMp_svCUJOdq5tq43dVndhfaq3RTh7_DCUnMyDnWQnZlJ0UB0QUXySi0b1W19HeaHk8TzzkIFpzV1FaDLI7IyfVXSnQ1bjw/s1600-h/IMG_0001+copy+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuju520u_K6Zu2uxNP6kBilXtb_oJtzJfnsL5tKeFXMp_svCUJOdq5tq43dVndhfaq3RTh7_DCUnMyDnWQnZlJ0UB0QUXySi0b1W19HeaHk8TzzkIFpzV1FaDLI7IyfVXSnQ1bjw/s400/IMG_0001+copy+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435385478995870770" border="0" /></a><br />Chloe loves to get packages in the mail.<br />Today she hit the jackpot.<br />Not one, but TWO packages<br />came addressed to her.<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC6sauFkF6bJ8-NxqmRWMRrv572ohg8CTCfJfVIFkf_lt9bbx5anQNHx45KIChKSKMC8htlkk8aDN6dJmBecT181mjsJQhFPOEu1b_2t4242jXsFX3HXtRG1AL6saruE8ZjCYjew/s1600-h/IMG_0010+copy+3w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC6sauFkF6bJ8-NxqmRWMRrv572ohg8CTCfJfVIFkf_lt9bbx5anQNHx45KIChKSKMC8htlkk8aDN6dJmBecT181mjsJQhFPOEu1b_2t4242jXsFX3HXtRG1AL6saruE8ZjCYjew/s400/IMG_0010+copy+3w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435385471390181042" border="0" /></a><br />The content had been anticipated.<br />Flat Petunia was returning from her<br />visit to JoLynn way across the<br />other side of the state.<br />JoLynn and Flat Petunia had some<br />wonderful adventures,<br />including a trip through two other states.<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWZgDl6r-DApb1m8acyY77NqpsGMPI8Gwx7Pq9pb5ta_zVb83tldm6jzWK2P_XWv9P45-bVC0vct4trxJ9Xa5DrP2en2LSxw3WfsTg_ZjjVDoNsFvFx2noWcfAAVlwdUNC31wLvg/s1600-h/IMG_0020+copy+2+w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWZgDl6r-DApb1m8acyY77NqpsGMPI8Gwx7Pq9pb5ta_zVb83tldm6jzWK2P_XWv9P45-bVC0vct4trxJ9Xa5DrP2en2LSxw3WfsTg_ZjjVDoNsFvFx2noWcfAAVlwdUNC31wLvg/s400/IMG_0020+copy+2+w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435385463506829154" border="0" /></a><br />She traveled all over, learning about<br />things that were made in Kansas City,<br />gathering chocolates from their factories,<br />visiting a Presidential library,<br />working in the Pembrook Hill School bookstore,<br />taking a trip to Crown Center,<br />seeing the beautiful fountains,<br />going to a minor league stadium,<br />checking out the best barbecue spots in town,<br />and visiting some very fancy shops and lunch spots.<br />She even got stranded in a snow storm in<br />Iowa with JoLynn and her other friend, Loydene!<br />She was exhausted when she returned home.<br /><br />I wonder, if I lay under a steam roller,<br />would I flatten out enough to be mailed<br />in an envelope?<br /><br />Thanks so much, dear JoLynn,<br />for making this a wonderful and educational<br />experience for my little girlfriend.<br />You're the best!<br /></div>Pamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907226751158445556noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13597149.post-90604426332354018482010-02-05T19:51:00.002-06:002010-02-05T19:56:36.907-06:00Contemplation<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMZB_COnUBIPH6DHlDTxIGicGfMPckUvds5wb_BNlbHXJLzjjabaL8C2wdDiU3udYLFtOozWAX5oG4hdivttUvgh54_GcsM9x1F49uLspPVdsumvayJZ2O1YY-_tjhbPjfhEhISQ/s1600-h/IMG_0239+copy+choc+ss+web.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMZB_COnUBIPH6DHlDTxIGicGfMPckUvds5wb_BNlbHXJLzjjabaL8C2wdDiU3udYLFtOozWAX5oG4hdivttUvgh54_GcsM9x1F49uLspPVdsumvayJZ2O1YY-_tjhbPjfhEhISQ/s400/IMG_0239+copy+choc+ss+web.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434942619349456434" /></a>Pamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907226751158445556noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13597149.post-16068211586750410292010-02-01T22:39:00.004-06:002010-02-01T22:48:59.593-06:00Isaboo<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9oowsxSGKu_O0bPhZPhv8nVhd24FAia2QVQp35JR0q-DoXSg7yapoQn2qlv2JXi0NhfJ1q2zFCnME44ZFaZPceXvsAPX090Rxf7EhAMbIKElj22q2oIvoQo749sq32aqHIlwzvA/s1600-h/IMG_0406+copy+%28Medium%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9oowsxSGKu_O0bPhZPhv8nVhd24FAia2QVQp35JR0q-DoXSg7yapoQn2qlv2JXi0NhfJ1q2zFCnME44ZFaZPceXvsAPX090Rxf7EhAMbIKElj22q2oIvoQo749sq32aqHIlwzvA/s400/IMG_0406+copy+%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433501675054582338" border="0" /></a><br />This little girl worked for her chocolate.<br />She wasn't really in the mood to pose that day<br />until I showed her the tube of m&m's I had<br />hidden (from her mom) in my pocket.<br />Just scroll on down and you will see that<br />I am the one who was rewarded.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy8qUmRDU2TD5lwb54ahiQ3-wWZx4YjBNhyphenhyphenjctQPGspIqJPm9fsDlrRWbJ2ZQdOP44LT4jBePybUbeDO_HjgLWikEdR1Epozx4KtqkZ4rfhQMWHv-V-BWSgH1ZfD1ZDj8yyDF9Yg/s1600-h/falling+from+grace+%28Medium%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 222px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy8qUmRDU2TD5lwb54ahiQ3-wWZx4YjBNhyphenhyphenjctQPGspIqJPm9fsDlrRWbJ2ZQdOP44LT4jBePybUbeDO_HjgLWikEdR1Epozx4KtqkZ4rfhQMWHv-V-BWSgH1ZfD1ZDj8yyDF9Yg/s400/falling+from+grace+%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433501671598702690" border="0" /></a><br />free-falling<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibjx0topnCg22l7EMYit2BuJxTlenEIZ-peyDpi7OPVMoSQZeoZuv6utNIQmveqoecNWiHSaxJBf0qXA05lAo6IrUjW2PC-CPy8By2DYrtqvyNvlSlFxqdzmLH_Ue_nnard5HisA/s1600-h/IMG_0131+copy+5x5+%28Medium%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibjx0topnCg22l7EMYit2BuJxTlenEIZ-peyDpi7OPVMoSQZeoZuv6utNIQmveqoecNWiHSaxJBf0qXA05lAo6IrUjW2PC-CPy8By2DYrtqvyNvlSlFxqdzmLH_Ue_nnard5HisA/s400/IMG_0131+copy+5x5+%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433501447809107282" border="0" /></a><br />her beloved Belle<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbFJfS-82s2G_ySzbqQHVYLjV8EzVueA7afdenVb3sshQ48mVZUWY31NFqjErfguJFYjBHXMbvBy6zfkeZoqMl6ODtL5LvtH7OCzG5uo7FS5KGEVcQvb2XOdyfvqXHKn57elwB8Q/s1600-h/IMG_0319+copy+%28Medium%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbFJfS-82s2G_ySzbqQHVYLjV8EzVueA7afdenVb3sshQ48mVZUWY31NFqjErfguJFYjBHXMbvBy6zfkeZoqMl6ODtL5LvtH7OCzG5uo7FS5KGEVcQvb2XOdyfvqXHKn57elwB8Q/s400/IMG_0319+copy+%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433501444830300354" border="0" /></a><br />champion twirler<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnSE-mvdu2iKVIZKQLbGLVzYhEt6okRJc0iB159TBhOHwN0GuSoYcySKjSXnL_jnixv0T2PJUowDmZqSCdxaxfhyphenhyphenTqHlpHjiawzwYrzlgbxQTqigJtaXjFp8L-At_wNs57aQvixw/s1600-h/IMG_0235+copy+%28Medium%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnSE-mvdu2iKVIZKQLbGLVzYhEt6okRJc0iB159TBhOHwN0GuSoYcySKjSXnL_jnixv0T2PJUowDmZqSCdxaxfhyphenhyphenTqHlpHjiawzwYrzlgbxQTqigJtaXjFp8L-At_wNs57aQvixw/s400/IMG_0235+copy+%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433501439785889314" border="0" /></a><br />this pose got her a bonus extra handful<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHtNmILFOewQH9gyAhKbDYSIaJ07DBr4ftA9FwcwGivHqkIPncJkWuNYr0sJkJnPdP17qtLRESjFQEr3pAwtkegnNLjQAafGO3M1tMJ8bVzTi_nYA8GGqNijcj8br23q8dkm_Iig/s1600-h/IMG_0176+copy+%28Medium%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHtNmILFOewQH9gyAhKbDYSIaJ07DBr4ftA9FwcwGivHqkIPncJkWuNYr0sJkJnPdP17qtLRESjFQEr3pAwtkegnNLjQAafGO3M1tMJ8bVzTi_nYA8GGqNijcj8br23q8dkm_Iig/s400/IMG_0176+copy+%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433501429666860034" border="0" /></a><br />loving the fancy tutu<br /><br />Thank you, Isaboo, for sharing<br />your Saturday afternoon with me.<br />I sure had fun.<br />xoxo<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDv6OkdinPqRNAxwNwuABx0JtUzrAoDOArgBB3sW6Ib5t77lE77iAg6qe_fdFDUhQ96mU7P4VOu9OhbuAe90oCRyUp10ybwnKjUNn3hAyGMN0PSLn4Ev8mdZHzOUCSdGoEyLXfJQ/s1600-h/IMG_0010+copy+%28Medium%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDv6OkdinPqRNAxwNwuABx0JtUzrAoDOArgBB3sW6Ib5t77lE77iAg6qe_fdFDUhQ96mU7P4VOu9OhbuAe90oCRyUp10ybwnKjUNn3hAyGMN0PSLn4Ev8mdZHzOUCSdGoEyLXfJQ/s400/IMG_0010+copy+%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433501428052731074" border="0" /></a></div>Pamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907226751158445556noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13597149.post-5844713884283089152010-01-25T18:56:00.002-06:002010-01-25T19:02:30.564-06:00The Little Girl<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMtHsFULgi3rzvxgnn_62ZG3d7Q07-KYRiSlxIxjZgppuyqCKWrIBsFJL9VOi-dAKqzmYoOhG6dVQOkSs_CEVwaYTYJtYdqSzqpxEQxuiw3V2WLTzAUr2X4lEGw7VbGj6LPzHbag/s1600-h/bebe+beethoven+copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 222px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMtHsFULgi3rzvxgnn_62ZG3d7Q07-KYRiSlxIxjZgppuyqCKWrIBsFJL9VOi-dAKqzmYoOhG6dVQOkSs_CEVwaYTYJtYdqSzqpxEQxuiw3V2WLTzAUr2X4lEGw7VbGj6LPzHbag/s400/bebe+beethoven+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430846613858702850" border="0" /></a><br />I had the pleasure of my little girl's company today.<br />She is a busy little thing, but so good.<br />She asked me if I would like a piano concert<br />and I got a front row seat.<br />Such talent at 18 months old!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsrEY9fR4O4oy1q_oVbScBH6K02rMH4g89hv1yFD2JCYJE9mA0kCw7PWJZ3S_kxB6F0ejukrcnRiXTR9f1IBsmFrmZUcU3mqNbYk3s6ppQd43ZiafjixD1j6cyEbDg03Cdec63DQ/s1600-h/baby+in+the+window+copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 222px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsrEY9fR4O4oy1q_oVbScBH6K02rMH4g89hv1yFD2JCYJE9mA0kCw7PWJZ3S_kxB6F0ejukrcnRiXTR9f1IBsmFrmZUcU3mqNbYk3s6ppQd43ZiafjixD1j6cyEbDg03Cdec63DQ/s400/baby+in+the+window+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430846604873858690" border="0" /></a><br />After the concert she pushed a chair to the window.<br />She doesn't like to miss any of the action going on around her.<br />When she takes that "pas" out of her mouth<br />you get to see those cute little teeth.<br /><br />Life would be boring without this little midget.<br /></div>Pamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907226751158445556noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13597149.post-23208258306125005992010-01-25T10:57:00.003-06:002010-01-25T11:02:52.884-06:00Emerging<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRTzJMEbTkx4NkmEcg784QfPwdU-OZUOI-jbpeHsnXI0BUu2lokP9tN-5g3EgtS5riXWibrjjKYrJ5vHdZnxgBuvoxC2XD7M4MTtMICs7EIaEcbVARPPyectzkQODqG_PErxgPfA/s1600-h/growing+up+%28Medium%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRTzJMEbTkx4NkmEcg784QfPwdU-OZUOI-jbpeHsnXI0BUu2lokP9tN-5g3EgtS5riXWibrjjKYrJ5vHdZnxgBuvoxC2XD7M4MTtMICs7EIaEcbVARPPyectzkQODqG_PErxgPfA/s400/growing+up+%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430722891418329954" border="0" /></a>As I was shooting this photo I was struck by how this little girl<br />is growing up.<br />Gone is that sweet round face and the toothless grin of yesterday.<br />Today, when I saw this through the lens, I could see the beautiful<br />young lady that she is becoming. <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Is it possible to be happy-sad?<br /></div>Pamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907226751158445556noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13597149.post-84808524009183796752010-01-23T23:03:00.004-06:002010-01-23T23:09:42.427-06:00New Project<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.onehundredphotos.blogspot.com/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 103px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgai2GIOKkAWfFCPuCrTzMZYJdbGXaTsNPWJh2WATn3B5O1cFr2z-_RqplnzfoXEbuzeHsT5MbYMHdXeBRojils01PmfzVupUjrOWqzbEftKs7-R9mEusdcEd2w-nXoJqFqDs3qxw/s400/100photos2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430167766153190594" border="0" /></a>What is this, you ask?<br />It is something I found on this very cool blog<br /><a href="http://www.onehundredphotos.blogspot.com/">One Hundred Photos</a><br />I am going to do it.<br /><br />I don't have a theme yet,<br />but here is a photo I shot today.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLzVP689bhZ5-3ohztl5unxbFk-uaB166x7D1mKCAJa79mNEbYeU5DxKAi2eN-vigbHnN6ZPMOajOX9d05xInjHEbYAJkkjl7BHQGcUkA5fC8YOG8WOWMcgLrLgxt-KCv4qSF2aw/s1600-h/chloe+and+kennedy+%28Large%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLzVP689bhZ5-3ohztl5unxbFk-uaB166x7D1mKCAJa79mNEbYeU5DxKAi2eN-vigbHnN6ZPMOajOX9d05xInjHEbYAJkkjl7BHQGcUkA5fC8YOG8WOWMcgLrLgxt-KCv4qSF2aw/s400/chloe+and+kennedy+%28Large%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430168574554782402" border="0" /></a>Two delightful girls<br />who served me breakfast in bed<br />this morning.<br /><br />Maybe my theme will be<br />Nice Things<br />or<br />Things that make me happy.<br />I'll have to sleep on it.<br /><br /><br /></div>Pamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907226751158445556noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13597149.post-59442008530437525302010-01-17T19:54:00.003-06:002010-01-17T20:04:59.331-06:00It's a Lucky Dog's Life<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEindgoVg-2jQyxZGGAj2HuF5rlTPaxbMqZfTcYRr6qV4SzeslLl6tjaENZ3XUzPfkPpuaau9AcODCBJ6PsQXTatZ0oRwH5mg-RYsf67c8sF4X2PDplLVrluf66oQsTM7TdS2nQALw/s1600-h/Dog's+life.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEindgoVg-2jQyxZGGAj2HuF5rlTPaxbMqZfTcYRr6qV4SzeslLl6tjaENZ3XUzPfkPpuaau9AcODCBJ6PsQXTatZ0oRwH5mg-RYsf67c8sF4X2PDplLVrluf66oQsTM7TdS2nQALw/s400/Dog's+life.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427892947102294610" border="0" /></a>Meet Jackson.<br />He's is the very pampered pet of my friend, Sandy.<br />A full sized standard poodle, he stands taller than me<br />on his two back legs.<br />He is gentle enough to let her dress him up at will.<br />Today, it was this very colorful, eclectic knit scarf.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinZ0n_ifSCkZSS9g0zGMuZ6CSkPWCYp69kYH1F_QEPcqvrUKs1k4wd8Ff5blvk7JoqvZDXY4h1FwZeU8gpN4gXTqBwXk3nhiEoHI6ZQhS-PswpxtDGJojDmzqQsM6ZlY95An44-w/s1600-h/kip+%28Large%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinZ0n_ifSCkZSS9g0zGMuZ6CSkPWCYp69kYH1F_QEPcqvrUKs1k4wd8Ff5blvk7JoqvZDXY4h1FwZeU8gpN4gXTqBwXk3nhiEoHI6ZQhS-PswpxtDGJojDmzqQsM6ZlY95An44-w/s400/kip+%28Large%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427892942798585474" border="0" /></a>And here is Kip.<br />He is the other very pampered dog of Sandy's.<br />Kip will tolerate a bandana,<br />but no scarf for him.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNFeRweBytHsU17xvm2dDJ3f2Bn7IBk5xKXmh02I9BiNdApjS73sVljglRVvKamxCLsE2xk2q_5zRjgCfvSZG6_vkfIP5O_VVGv7i304DpopNKvk5e0sOnt_tCdGD6iRFYG4BqVw/s1600-h/IMG_0034+copy+%28Large%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNFeRweBytHsU17xvm2dDJ3f2Bn7IBk5xKXmh02I9BiNdApjS73sVljglRVvKamxCLsE2xk2q_5zRjgCfvSZG6_vkfIP5O_VVGv7i304DpopNKvk5e0sOnt_tCdGD6iRFYG4BqVw/s400/IMG_0034+copy+%28Large%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427892938209173906" border="0" /></a><br />And here are all three of the pampered pooches,<br />watching their mamma leave.<br />Notice Beanie in the lower right window?<br />He doesn't like anyone near him.<br />Jackson is on the far left,<br />standing on the bench with his head<br />touching the ceiling.<br />Bye-bye mamma! We'll be waiting for you right here.<br /></div>Pamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907226751158445556noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13597149.post-70937004534129042882010-01-11T21:09:00.003-06:002010-01-11T21:15:11.045-06:00Delicious!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0H59pjYq3VMO2nQP9gZnl1858Yc3B0ShddICjeK4jBevIdGu6ewwEwn-9rchmiBcMnp0dsUfcQHBw2wou07trVLb5WB80E1XlfzRvzQIK50ZNlesuNT-kQZXykVsbNwzoLBsf4A/s1600-h/the+perfect+meal.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0H59pjYq3VMO2nQP9gZnl1858Yc3B0ShddICjeK4jBevIdGu6ewwEwn-9rchmiBcMnp0dsUfcQHBw2wou07trVLb5WB80E1XlfzRvzQIK50ZNlesuNT-kQZXykVsbNwzoLBsf4A/s400/the+perfect+meal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425685398228730258" border="0" /></a><br />My friend, Colleen, is known far and wide for her famous brisket.<br />I drool when she tells me she is making a brisket.<br />Her family risks life and limb to grab a piece before it is served.<br />She made one last week.<br />Guess who it was for?<br />ME ME ME!<br />I couldn't wait to dig in and savor each bite!<br />Not only did she send me the brisket,<br />but a fruit salad with my favorite - blackberries,<br />the buns, provel cheese,<br />and a yummy rice casserole!<br /><br />As I was heating the brisket last night<br />people started coming over.<br />What? You're hungry?<br />That smell? I don't know what you're talking about.<br /><br />Okay. I had to share, but nobody got to eat anything<br />until I made this perfect little plate for me<br />and took a photo of it.<br /><br />My tribute to Colleen.<br />Queen of Brisket (and many other things).<br /><br />Thank you, dear friend.<br />We enjoyed every single bite.<br /></div>Pamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907226751158445556noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13597149.post-19935175806050338452010-01-10T14:43:00.004-06:002010-01-10T14:50:55.919-06:00The Big Chill<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7V2dGNfb9St7OdH_w4yezfb7g7O6BubLhFpW_pnVbEdOeFBUPVjsW4Uvi50MzO3nXwiBZ8R78dgLgfvMz7GYUt42Aq69Afw6YFQrOJEtWU-tuyg4V01ImB4B3mqtDctKyPyPLnA/s1600-h/IMG_0083+copy+%28Large%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7V2dGNfb9St7OdH_w4yezfb7g7O6BubLhFpW_pnVbEdOeFBUPVjsW4Uvi50MzO3nXwiBZ8R78dgLgfvMz7GYUt42Aq69Afw6YFQrOJEtWU-tuyg4V01ImB4B3mqtDctKyPyPLnA/s400/IMG_0083+copy+%28Large%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425214988502468290" border="0" /></a>Isn't this a beautiful sunset? <br />I took it while illegally parked down along the river.<br />Across the road there was an open field with over 20 deer grazing.<br />It was all just breathtaking.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiX4YuWk58Cq14Bp5ONOt1e3RaVQUICXDBSSkduLC_j_BAb0_BGFb4fb2scbPCI1hfKuwUulmAbVBEryUVZBcFtyLUXl067sHQ1oDNpF9agRiyCTno0EF9Z3gEHwjOxOSdIC3Csg/s1600-h/IMG_0073+copy+%28Large%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiX4YuWk58Cq14Bp5ONOt1e3RaVQUICXDBSSkduLC_j_BAb0_BGFb4fb2scbPCI1hfKuwUulmAbVBEryUVZBcFtyLUXl067sHQ1oDNpF9agRiyCTno0EF9Z3gEHwjOxOSdIC3Csg/s400/IMG_0073+copy+%28Large%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425214874587943618" border="0" /></a>It's hard to imagine that there is beauty to be found<br />in the frigid temperatures we are having.<br />Glen found this for me and I went back late yesterday to shoot it.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It is my statement of January.<br /><br />Tomorrow I will be sharing on of the most thoughtful,<br />nicest gifts that I received for my birthday.<br />It came from my very best friend,<br />who also shares her birthday with me.<br />Happy belated birthday Colleen.<br />Hope you enjoy your books as much<br />as I will enjoy your gift!<br /><br />Another birthday shout out to my friend, Kayte.<br />She also shares the same birthday as me.<br /><br />Go Capricorn girls!<br /></div>Pamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907226751158445556noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13597149.post-38107435468028695952010-01-07T23:56:00.003-06:002010-01-08T00:04:16.727-06:00Too Late<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwL9I0bPgaCuZ9a5a50khJtrEaIaftW46LiPQ8DBwwW2PNI8KlIxoSs5x2e-KQd-tTio-Igns0LP1zK0DPZyTOWr5SbMUM0ezyk08E6m8sY4Y70WpcpC5jrzrzJEewtNi8BWnfiw/s1600-h/IMG_0005+copy+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwL9I0bPgaCuZ9a5a50khJtrEaIaftW46LiPQ8DBwwW2PNI8KlIxoSs5x2e-KQd-tTio-Igns0LP1zK0DPZyTOWr5SbMUM0ezyk08E6m8sY4Y70WpcpC5jrzrzJEewtNi8BWnfiw/s400/IMG_0005+copy+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424244591712261266" border="0" /></a>Seeing that I wasn't my old self this fall<br />I was too late<br />putting my clay pots away for the winter<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV3TSEZig6WP20d-i9p3CAk_vdcEYcFi-ACHX-cqKpegJWy0EplEIEn8ocNs1h_E5W1ANIAOt9wQV0cN968MBmOYliuqZzqmLfnNDmJFAxVaUJSThrdrrPzA0IgvGmYZygWRqjLw/s1600-h/IMG_0011+copy+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV3TSEZig6WP20d-i9p3CAk_vdcEYcFi-ACHX-cqKpegJWy0EplEIEn8ocNs1h_E5W1ANIAOt9wQV0cN968MBmOYliuqZzqmLfnNDmJFAxVaUJSThrdrrPzA0IgvGmYZygWRqjLw/s400/IMG_0011+copy+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424244581887542258" border="0" /></a><br />getting the bird feeders cleaned and repaired<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin21rfgkDEGCTFQ-7Vvg7iOdNbVHPxk8cOL16VEzJVP7fYCRDrFnwdmHez9l0IKVPQXvsv3onYO-n04da-UEZxfGlmbmmSq1srHpx_KTPlayh-98se5fnmdGjAiSJQcWqrzpbCGQ/s1600-h/IMG_0008+copy+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin21rfgkDEGCTFQ-7Vvg7iOdNbVHPxk8cOL16VEzJVP7fYCRDrFnwdmHez9l0IKVPQXvsv3onYO-n04da-UEZxfGlmbmmSq1srHpx_KTPlayh-98se5fnmdGjAiSJQcWqrzpbCGQ/s400/IMG_0008+copy+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424244576697909634" border="0" /></a><br />bringing in my little stone statues and furniture cushions<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMXPRpYE06UypGRy3pYC6XKr5bjsZmyt52w1IuDfXFfWIWWuIeiXT57_gXCbOk5BmUq7lyU3ZkxBRAc_HVlDRSpz8LejBV6uwP7tA9317BYoHsZFs0RNLcCcZPG4gVOYBbQbEJdg/s1600-h/IMG_0007+w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMXPRpYE06UypGRy3pYC6XKr5bjsZmyt52w1IuDfXFfWIWWuIeiXT57_gXCbOk5BmUq7lyU3ZkxBRAc_HVlDRSpz8LejBV6uwP7tA9317BYoHsZFs0RNLcCcZPG4gVOYBbQbEJdg/s400/IMG_0007+w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424244568232488450" border="0" /></a><br />covering the patio furniture and umbrella<br />(isn't that the most awesome window hanging? <br />a gift from my best pal, Colleen)<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihfWpIiOCUKgqtWGWJAl2D29_yGLQeUkc_sGpdpcXqFzXyiA8AJvQZpiatkeqbitUm-W6L4-PQ899OVHjx8GteXrcEh39iSuZiY-IxrKbRzVQ4qoODIBHn3Zj_e_P1Du9IXLCzTA/s1600-h/IMG_0014+copy+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihfWpIiOCUKgqtWGWJAl2D29_yGLQeUkc_sGpdpcXqFzXyiA8AJvQZpiatkeqbitUm-W6L4-PQ899OVHjx8GteXrcEh39iSuZiY-IxrKbRzVQ4qoODIBHn3Zj_e_P1Du9IXLCzTA/s400/IMG_0014+copy+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424244562888226946" border="0" /></a><br />and lastly, getting in my new garden of Spring bulbs.<br />I wonder what the conditions are of that "guaranteed to grow" promise?<br /><br />Maybe next year.<br /></div>Pamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907226751158445556noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13597149.post-20200609063927230272010-01-04T23:24:00.003-06:002010-01-04T23:31:06.700-06:00Snow Berries<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj60ahvFl2kTrpg7SDElqBwYFq_Slfjl8LwLCf6ZUIWou551H6FhWbhmZPwmFd-rIBCRHyGIyd6PayT38KsJ7aWflTkBwWVVpBrLMCB_Q75-bRosz6IldSSjuxkp3Za8xoltAA_MQ/s1600-h/snow+bweeies+%28Large%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj60ahvFl2kTrpg7SDElqBwYFq_Slfjl8LwLCf6ZUIWou551H6FhWbhmZPwmFd-rIBCRHyGIyd6PayT38KsJ7aWflTkBwWVVpBrLMCB_Q75-bRosz6IldSSjuxkp3Za8xoltAA_MQ/s400/snow+bweeies+%28Large%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423122654780453298" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;" >You have to leave the city of your comfort and go into the wilderness of your intuition. What you'll discover will be wonderful. What you'll discover is yourself. ~Alan Alda</span><br /></div>Pamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907226751158445556noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13597149.post-47385513266229871802010-01-04T00:08:00.004-06:002010-01-04T00:21:47.895-06:00My 2010 Word<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjyWOawBbq0zk_0Rm4m-iveMx8KuRNH5mtxag9HCDeEakwrl_MWMUHAYVyynxeMO4aM2U333Xvczx24E4VAS_J8jjMk1pDYgLHw1h93AjJfCU1GOnCKgLnIORndOQZLjV9aDOYcQ/s1600-h/transition+%28Medium%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjyWOawBbq0zk_0Rm4m-iveMx8KuRNH5mtxag9HCDeEakwrl_MWMUHAYVyynxeMO4aM2U333Xvczx24E4VAS_J8jjMk1pDYgLHw1h93AjJfCU1GOnCKgLnIORndOQZLjV9aDOYcQ/s400/transition+%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422762986394280242" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">TRANSITION.<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span></span><span class="pg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:78%;">[noun - movement, passage, or change<br />from one position, state, stage, subject<br />concept, etc., to another]</span><br /></span> </span> <table style="width: 577px; height: 48px;" class="luna-Ent"><tbody><tr><td class="dnindex" width="35"><br /></td> <td><span class="pg"></span><table class="luna-Ent"><tbody><tr><td class="dnindex" width="35"><br /></td><td><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /></td><td style="vertical-align: top;"><br /></td><td style="vertical-align: top;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>That is my 2010 word.<br />I have decided to write another chapter in my life.<br />Step onto a new path.<br />Finally, finally become dead serious about my passion.<br /><br /><br />And also, I vow to stay out of Barnes & Noble for a month.<br /></div>Pamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907226751158445556noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13597149.post-88517459494677168342010-01-02T22:01:00.003-06:002010-01-02T22:57:53.723-06:00Miles of Memories<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYhRTmTNnmoyEPW1ZX8c5eJN0rEyIOZ369gXEVf50GEnlAqHHB0_5LunukgNPuUcbXq8kPpiNiX5q8We8z3bgKIH3Eza0Yq1LhQPdut9a11BpAQU0jjQbrjSXr9nWMBelJw1rtQg/s1600-h/Rest+in+peace+%28Medium%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYhRTmTNnmoyEPW1ZX8c5eJN0rEyIOZ369gXEVf50GEnlAqHHB0_5LunukgNPuUcbXq8kPpiNiX5q8We8z3bgKIH3Eza0Yq1LhQPdut9a11BpAQU0jjQbrjSXr9nWMBelJw1rtQg/s400/Rest+in+peace+%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422370569612222626" border="0" /></a>Ode to Chloe's Pink Shoes<br /><br />These little pink shoes, so loved and so cherished<br />Had to be put to rest as the shine did perish.<br />Sadly, they no longer fit the little girl who loved them so.<br />They took her many places, with so many more to go.<br />One day they were shiny and new<br />but the miles were hard on those pink shoes.<br />They traveled to school, on field trips, to church,<br />shopping, and movies, then home on their perch.<br />They jumped rope, rode a bike,<br />fast on a scooter, took many hikes.<br />They were good sturdy shoes for the girl's little feet<br />but now it is time<br />for this little shrine<br />to be put in the scrapbook of mine.<br /></div>Pamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907226751158445556noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13597149.post-12690901210351350812010-01-01T23:59:00.003-06:002010-01-02T00:29:20.138-06:00Welcome 2010<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT3kbWhUIFnrYzLVkaHvRlHMVJC93I24f5D8KHqtNHn1_sfltrz6uuUwgqL9CfdvkfHjsSNfJtpp8ZKjV_RFiVyyww5w2LH4wzgpP07sqPozE2OPYeMi7z2-9riZKSqnm4ImRu3g/s1600-h/IMG_0790+copy+horses+copy+w+pan.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT3kbWhUIFnrYzLVkaHvRlHMVJC93I24f5D8KHqtNHn1_sfltrz6uuUwgqL9CfdvkfHjsSNfJtpp8ZKjV_RFiVyyww5w2LH4wzgpP07sqPozE2OPYeMi7z2-9riZKSqnm4ImRu3g/s400/IMG_0790+copy+horses+copy+w+pan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422023689642955970" border="0" /></a>My mother was sweet enough to notice that I had brought my camera along<br />when we had to run out to do some errands. <br />After the errands were done, she asked me if I had wanted to take some photos.<br />Of course, if she didn't mind driving in the snow. (she's getting pretty brave)<br />I had this place in mind to shoot the big old tree. <br />What a bonus it was when she went down a side road, looking for a good<br />spot to park, that these four beautiful horses were feeding!<br />As I was aiming my camera out the window, the black one in the<br />pretty red coat turned, looked straight at me, as if to pose.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0MqrKJklpiUtjePSvbEB8n-wtPDLYW7zZliLn5shmJpnnJ0HN7DA6ogOl0XB6qeItnbbuLmNvHJGScsNUKLXDpFkV2nJIiAf3BdkLn5wxMM7f4c8pOJuqVNCJm4b923xewjc96Q/s1600-h/horses+in+the+snow+copy+w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0MqrKJklpiUtjePSvbEB8n-wtPDLYW7zZliLn5shmJpnnJ0HN7DA6ogOl0XB6qeItnbbuLmNvHJGScsNUKLXDpFkV2nJIiAf3BdkLn5wxMM7f4c8pOJuqVNCJm4b923xewjc96Q/s400/horses+in+the+snow+copy+w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422023650600285858" border="0" /></a>It was as if he was saying "Here you go. Take this photo that will get<br />you really excited. I'm not going to stand here all day like this."<br /><br />Thank you, black beauty! What a great way to start my 2010 portfolio!<br /><br />Happy New Year to All.Pamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907226751158445556noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13597149.post-83082360095316500432009-12-30T16:19:00.005-06:002009-12-30T16:38:09.722-06:00Chef Academy<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhedDzVcgpXf5y52CMyCjJescSft_ug28wCqGUANhdWc-mxDvvNX9A77swmXA2OonMN4Mmu_J0A7n-TZ8i2fNLVnohj74FLqjLnozVOqExRY-QLce9L0A3UCLTECFzSuxdpISk1pg/s1600-h/IMG_0160+copy+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhedDzVcgpXf5y52CMyCjJescSft_ug28wCqGUANhdWc-mxDvvNX9A77swmXA2OonMN4Mmu_J0A7n-TZ8i2fNLVnohj74FLqjLnozVOqExRY-QLce9L0A3UCLTECFzSuxdpISk1pg/s400/IMG_0160+copy+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421158536152163874" border="0" /></a>For years my sister's culinary skills have been, how can I say this nicely,<br />a little below sub-standard level.<br />Take the time that she proudly served pork chops that had been<br />breaded with Raisin Bran (she thought it was like Corn Flakes).<br />Not to mention that my nieces and nephews thought for years<br />that the smoke alarm was the dinner bell.<br />You can imagine the shock and delighted surprise I had<br />when she proudly walked in with this beautiful platter of<br />home-made items. <br />And they were GOOD! I mean really good!<br />For two weeks she would come home from work every day<br />and bake or make some kind of treat.<br />All of us got something, but I think mine was the best.<br />I'm so proud of you, little sister!<br />Just wait until next Thanksgiving.<br />No more "just bring soda" for you.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxY2MRCscscpzbu4nJu3s-Gn3QZgsPKV2RRBn5v-m0IZmpFB7CAqW-0TTfqCGItCOESsdCYRZ0dPGp-6YF6LLZP7M57yVGQEirkZRx-EnoRxPHtvi8a02z0F4A3S_ArxgAtfNww/s1600-h/IMG_0217+copy+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxY2MRCscscpzbu4nJu3s-Gn3QZgsPKV2RRBn5v-m0IZmpFB7CAqW-0TTfqCGItCOESsdCYRZ0dPGp-6YF6LLZP7M57yVGQEirkZRx-EnoRxPHtvi8a02z0F4A3S_ArxgAtfNww/s400/IMG_0217+copy+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421158534735642706" border="0" /></a>I, on the other hand, have always loved to cook and bake.<br />When I saw the movie Julie & Julia I just had to get my hands<br />on that cookbook.<br />Let me just say.........this book was published in 1961 when most<br />women were home all day and could start dinner at 1 o'clock in<br />the afternoon.<br />I planned a special meal for my special husband.<br />His favorite vegetable is asparagus. <br />According to Julia, asparagus is no good unless it is peeled.<br />By hand. With a paring knife.<br />I had bought 2 bunches, so it took me 45 minutes just to do that task.<br />I soaked them in one pot as I peeled them, while a second pot<br />was on the stove with the water preparing to boil for cooking.<br />After ransacking the house for twine, I tied the asparagus into<br />their little bundles and dropped them in the pot.<br />On to the hollandaise sauce. <br />Actually, mine turned out perfect the first time, but took<br />forever to make, and again, several dirty dishes in the making of it.<br />The beef was wonderful.<br />Add some plain buttered noodles, a salad<br />(with bottled dressing) and we had a wonderful meal.<br />Glen was absolutely impressed and appreciative.<br />I was exhausted. My kitchen was a disaster.<br />Last night we had sandwiches.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0unNwqv2ruKb6izaJd_GJCx4DqCosKZMuZH-Jcy6a0ea9FztBsCuddJhkXJ8RQB5gh56fqgmtOF1SSSTFT5xsW-PnlUbBoz9OSHT442WW_Pa0y-ulgvBDVyGkCP7P69jXjAQfgA/s1600-h/IMG_0175+copy+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0unNwqv2ruKb6izaJd_GJCx4DqCosKZMuZH-Jcy6a0ea9FztBsCuddJhkXJ8RQB5gh56fqgmtOF1SSSTFT5xsW-PnlUbBoz9OSHT442WW_Pa0y-ulgvBDVyGkCP7P69jXjAQfgA/s400/IMG_0175+copy+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421158529801701682" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">So, sister, here's to us.<br />I think this is what we were really cut out for anyway.<br />Ball gowns and (good) beer.<br /></div>Pamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14907226751158445556noreply@blogger.com1