tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23044674907919698072024-02-20T08:10:18.130-05:00The Adventures of Tippy the TurtleThis is the story of Tippy the Turtle as she makes her way around the world visiting The Surfing Sisters of Delta Zeta. Please check back to see all of the wonderful sisters that she meets and the places that she goes.Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08066937423126688937noreply@blogger.comBlogger119125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2304467490791969807.post-63562752033394570642008-01-18T23:59:00.000-05:002008-03-10T00:21:07.728-05:00I went to Vegas with Hope Corizzo!!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R9TDbLt-mmI/AAAAAAAAA-o/aCFT1F0__RQ/s1600-h/VEGAS+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175976743525063266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R9TDbLt-mmI/AAAAAAAAA-o/aCFT1F0__RQ/s320/VEGAS+003.jpg" border="0" /></a> Arrived via tote bag on Friday evening, January 18th. This picture was taken out of tote bag for initial pictures of me and my hotel room view.<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R9TDDrt-mlI/AAAAAAAAA-g/pvj0noH4JUY/s1600-h/VEGAS+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175976339798137426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R9TDDrt-mlI/AAAAAAAAA-g/pvj0noH4JUY/s320/VEGAS+004.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R9TCsbt-mkI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/x3Ci-9txyYQ/s1600-h/VEGAS+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175975940366178882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R9TCsbt-mkI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/x3Ci-9txyYQ/s320/VEGAS+006.jpg" border="0" /></a> Hope wasn't very nice, as she put me back in her tote bag, citing some Nevada law about no wild animals in casinos. She went out gambling, and, ha ha, she lost money, so there was more room for me in her tote. She did manange to feel guilty and took me out for some fresh air.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R9TBgLt-mjI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/fOBz9bLMc9E/s1600-h/VEGAS+015.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175974630401153586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R9TBgLt-mjI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/fOBz9bLMc9E/s320/VEGAS+015.jpg" border="0" /></a> I'm in front of our hotel - the Flamingo Las Vegas - VERY PINK, and in front of Ceasars Palace. Then I went back into the tote. We left on Monday, but I can't tell you how, because I was in the tote. I'm still there. I didn't like this trip very much. Hope isn't very friendly to her laminated sisters.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R9TBLbt-miI/AAAAAAAAA-I/HHKr24y6o9U/s1600-h/VEGAS+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175974273918868002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R9TBLbt-miI/AAAAAAAAA-I/HHKr24y6o9U/s320/VEGAS+005.jpg" border="0" /></a> Hope deigned to take a picture with me. It was great to meet Hope. Hopefully she will not loose so much money the next time I see her. Where to next??<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2304467490791969807.post-64123615928182833402007-11-22T17:36:00.000-05:002007-12-31T11:33:03.029-05:00I went to NYC to spend Thanksgiving with Jen C!!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hAX-6rCYI/AAAAAAAAAsU/LyzsMKiWCdA/s1600-h/tgiving-potatohead.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149936954668419458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hAX-6rCYI/AAAAAAAAAsU/LyzsMKiWCdA/s320/tgiving-potatohead.jpg" border="0" /></a> At 60 degrees, it was a *perfect* day for a parade! We saw Mr. Potatohead ...<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hAQO6rCXI/AAAAAAAAAsM/WvK0-EMfW5M/s1600-h/tgiving-shrek.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149936821524433266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hAQO6rCXI/AAAAAAAAAsM/WvK0-EMfW5M/s320/tgiving-shrek.jpg" border="0" /></a> ... and Shrek ...<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hAD-6rCWI/AAAAAAAAAsE/0LDi3-ESH14/s1600-h/tgiving-kermit.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149936611071035746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hAD-6rCWI/AAAAAAAAAsE/0LDi3-ESH14/s320/tgiving-kermit.jpg" border="0" /></a> ... and Kermit the Frog! Now there's a guy who can relate to me--I always says it's not easy bein' green.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3g_6-6rCVI/AAAAAAAAAr8/FFTKdV3a1BQ/s1600-h/tgiving-dora.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149936456452213074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3g_6-6rCVI/AAAAAAAAAr8/FFTKdV3a1BQ/s320/tgiving-dora.jpg" border="0" /></a> We saw Dora ...<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3g_1u6rCUI/AAAAAAAAAr0/GCYZiWN8hKU/s1600-h/tgiving-wynonna.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149936366257899842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3g_1u6rCUI/AAAAAAAAAr0/GCYZiWN8hKU/s320/tgiving-wynonna.jpg" border="0" /></a> ... and Wynonna ...<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3g_v-6rCTI/AAAAAAAAArs/zr22y4cwwss/s1600-h/tgiving-bleu.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149936267473652018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3g_v-6rCTI/AAAAAAAAArs/zr22y4cwwss/s320/tgiving-bleu.jpg" border="0" /></a> ... and Corbin Bleu! I wasn't really sure who that was, but the other kids were pretty excited, so I figured he must be important.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3g_pu6rCSI/AAAAAAAAArk/jn3jFYHJsUg/s1600-h/tgiving-santa.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149936160099469602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3g_pu6rCSI/AAAAAAAAArk/jn3jFYHJsUg/s320/tgiving-santa.jpg" border="0" /></a> Then we saw the most important parade celeb of them all!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3g_e-6rCRI/AAAAAAAAArc/8SCUIuy4H4w/s1600-h/tgiving-imagine.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149935975415875858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3g_e-6rCRI/AAAAAAAAArc/8SCUIuy4H4w/s320/tgiving-imagine.jpg" border="0" /></a> After the parade, they headed out to Strawberry Fields. Did you know I am a huge Lennon fan??<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3g_ZO6rCQI/AAAAAAAAArU/cN-VU8SN8cM/s1600-h/artecafe.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149935876631628034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3g_ZO6rCQI/AAAAAAAAArU/cN-VU8SN8cM/s320/artecafe.jpg" border="0" /></a> After their traditional Thanksgiving Day movie, the C'sand I headed to Arte Cafe...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3g_Su6rCPI/AAAAAAAAArM/PjqcA06xoBU/s1600-h/tgiving-fam.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149935764962478322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3g_Su6rCPI/AAAAAAAAArM/PjqcA06xoBU/s320/tgiving-fam.jpg" border="0" /></a> ... for a slightly non-traditional Thanksgiving feast!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3g_L-6rCOI/AAAAAAAAArE/Sd-w-x9DnV4/s1600-h/tgiving-champage.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149935648998361314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3g_L-6rCOI/AAAAAAAAArE/Sd-w-x9DnV4/s320/tgiving-champage.jpg" border="0" /></a> They kicked off their celebration with a little champagne toast!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3g-uu6rCNI/AAAAAAAAAq8/a27a_ytWzoA/s1600-h/tgiving-phyllis.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149935146487187666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3g-uu6rCNI/AAAAAAAAAq8/a27a_ytWzoA/s320/tgiving-phyllis.jpg" border="0" /></a> They met Phyllis at the next table--she's a sorority girl too! Phyllis pledged a local sorority at Brooklyn College in 1942. Whenever Phyllis saw a sister on campus, she had to stand on one foot and spin her airborne foot in a circle and say "it's a joy and honor to be in your presence!" She also told me about the time Eleanor Roosevelt came to speak at her campus. I thought Phyllis was way cool.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3g-qu6rCMI/AAAAAAAAAq0/fmELo1UoUPk/s1600-h/tgiving-food.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149935077767710914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3g-qu6rCMI/AAAAAAAAAq0/fmELo1UoUPk/s320/tgiving-food.jpg" border="0" /></a> Then dinner was served! Turkey, of course!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3g-f-6rCLI/AAAAAAAAAqs/2wCFHiPuLSk/s1600-h/tgiving-bill.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149934893084117170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3g-f-6rCLI/AAAAAAAAAqs/2wCFHiPuLSk/s320/tgiving-bill.jpg" border="0" /></a> It was a really great New York-style Thanksgiving. And the C's was even nice enough to pick up the bill.</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2304467490791969807.post-65880567022949469992007-11-21T16:41:00.000-05:002007-12-31T11:33:19.108-05:00I went to NYC to spend Thanksgiving with Jen C!!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gYvO6rCKI/AAAAAAAAAqk/Ly8CLmouACY/s1600-h/nicks.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149893373635266722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gYvO6rCKI/AAAAAAAAAqk/Ly8CLmouACY/s320/nicks.jpg" border="0" /></a> I arrived on the Upper East Side on Wednesday afternoon--the same time as the rest of the C family--just in time for pizza at Nick's. Here I am with Jen and her little sis, Nay. Nay is also a DZ!<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gYqu6rCJI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ykHa6-LP9Kk/s1600-h/tgiving-nicks1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149893296325855378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gYqu6rCJI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ykHa6-LP9Kk/s320/tgiving-nicks1.jpg" border="0" /></a> And here I am with Mom and Dad C at Nick's.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gYj-6rCII/AAAAAAAAAqU/fynJWvyUgJ8/s1600-h/inlation-5th72nd.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149893180361738370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gYj-6rCII/AAAAAAAAAqU/fynJWvyUgJ8/s320/inlation-5th72nd.jpg" border="0" /></a> Next, it was time to check out the big balloon inflation on the Upper West Side. So I and the whole C family hopped in a taxi. Unfortunately, the taxi driver was a big cranky jerk who didn't want to go to the inflation, so he dropped everyone off at 5th and 72nd so they could walk across Central Park.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gYe-6rCHI/AAAAAAAAAqM/z3Mk-Ko_k0s/s1600-h/inflation-turtlepond.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149893094462392434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gYe-6rCHI/AAAAAAAAAqM/z3Mk-Ko_k0s/s320/inflation-turtlepond.jpg" border="0" /></a> And even more unfortunately, the C's and Igot a little lost in the dark. But I knew it would all be okay when I found the Turtle Pond.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gYXe6rCGI/AAAAAAAAAqE/nahRPyEmHG8/s1600-h/inflation-crowd.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149892965613373538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gYXe6rCGI/AAAAAAAAAqE/nahRPyEmHG8/s320/inflation-crowd.jpg" border="0" /></a> Eventually, the gang made it to the UWS. And boy, was it crowded. I never saw so many people in my life. Neither had the C's. They weren't too excited about this part of their NYC adventure.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gYH-6rCFI/AAAAAAAAAp8/qZIy0yj06J0/s1600-h/inflation-star.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149892699325401170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gYH-6rCFI/AAAAAAAAAp8/qZIy0yj06J0/s320/inflation-star.jpg" border="0" /></a> But finally we made it!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gYD-6rCEI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UG2n3oZdzCA/s1600-h/inflation-scooby.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149892630605924418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gYD-6rCEI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UG2n3oZdzCA/s320/inflation-scooby.jpg" border="0" /></a> We saw Scooby Doo...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gX8u6rCDI/AAAAAAAAAps/4iEqT1seDt4/s1600-h/inflation-potatohead.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149892506051872818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gX8u6rCDI/AAAAAAAAAps/4iEqT1seDt4/s320/inflation-potatohead.jpg" border="0" /></a> ... and Mr. Potato Head ...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gX2e6rCCI/AAAAAAAAApk/sSBNgY3gk2w/s1600-h/inflation-shrek.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149892398677690402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gX2e6rCCI/AAAAAAAAApk/sSBNgY3gk2w/s320/inflation-shrek.jpg" border="0" /></a> ... and Shrek!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gXre6rCBI/AAAAAAAAApc/2DGdxaBl3bI/s1600-h/inflation-sunbelt.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149892209699129362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gXre6rCBI/AAAAAAAAApc/2DGdxaBl3bI/s320/inflation-sunbelt.jpg" border="0" /></a> Mr. C thought it was pretty cool his company's generators were there to provide plenty of light for the inflation.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gXQe6rCAI/AAAAAAAAApU/OejEELhj2N8/s1600-h/inflation-break.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149891745842661378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gXQe6rCAI/AAAAAAAAApU/OejEELhj2N8/s320/inflation-break.jpg" border="0" /></a> Fighting the crowd was pretty exhausting, so the C's took a break on the steps of the Museum of Natural History ...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gXGe6rB_I/AAAAAAAAApM/Y4KmsIGLhfU/s1600-h/inflation-copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149891574043969522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gXGe6rB_I/AAAAAAAAApM/Y4KmsIGLhfU/s320/inflation-copy.jpg" border="0" /></a> ... while I flirted with one of NYC's finest. I love the men in blue. I'm a sucker for cuties with dimples too.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gW_O6rB-I/AAAAAAAAApE/4K4E4RS86IQ/s1600-h/crowesnest-kat.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149891449489917922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gW_O6rB-I/AAAAAAAAApE/4K4E4RS86IQ/s320/crowesnest-kat.jpg" border="0" /></a> Next the C's headed back to the UES for a few cold ones at The Crowe's Nest. That's where they met barmaid Kat...<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gW3e6rB9I/AAAAAAAAAo8/mdxTf8RDMBY/s1600-h/crowesnest-carbomb.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149891316345931730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gW3e6rB9I/AAAAAAAAAo8/mdxTf8RDMBY/s320/crowesnest-carbomb.jpg" border="0" /></a> ... who served Tippy her first Irish Car Bomb. Boy, was Tippy feelin' tippy after that! So were the rest of the C's. They woke up a *little* late for the big parade.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gWpu6rB8I/AAAAAAAAAo0/RKsgPFPzCeI/s1600-h/subway-96th.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149891080122730434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3gWpu6rB8I/AAAAAAAAAo0/RKsgPFPzCeI/s320/subway-96th.jpg" border="0" /></a> The next morning they cabbed it to the east side and took the subway down to the parade.<br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2304467490791969807.post-37082065902733715062007-11-20T22:10:00.000-05:002007-12-30T22:17:52.351-05:00Gail took me for a tour in Kansas!!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hedu6rCxI/AAAAAAAAAvc/KSXK0o_SFTA/s1600-h/IMG_2817.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149970038801500946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hedu6rCxI/AAAAAAAAAvc/KSXK0o_SFTA/s320/IMG_2817.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3heWe6rCwI/AAAAAAAAAvU/WGfhR-iyapw/s1600-h/IMG_2818.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149969914247449346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3heWe6rCwI/AAAAAAAAAvU/WGfhR-iyapw/s320/IMG_2818.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />For Thanksgiving, I traveled with Gail's family to Lincoln, Nebraska for Thanksgiving. Their Thanksgiving is pretty small, yet I feasted on turkey, potatoes, green beans, pecan & pumpkin pies. While in Nebraska, I was able to see Nebraska lose another game and watch as Tom Osborne took the lead of the University of Nebraska's athletic program. I was also able to watch Kansas lose its very first football game of the season. Hey, 11-1! That is awesome. KU is very excited to be playing in the Orange Bowl. <br /><br />I am ready for her next adventure. Gail hopes that I am able to meet Santa and spend time with another wonderful sister.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3heN-6rCvI/AAAAAAAAAvM/ibnlzhmuYkg/s1600-h/IMG_2819.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149969768218561266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3heN-6rCvI/AAAAAAAAAvM/ibnlzhmuYkg/s320/IMG_2819.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3heG-6rCuI/AAAAAAAAAvE/9eRbzg8MYV8/s1600-h/IMG_2820.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149969647959476962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3heG-6rCuI/AAAAAAAAAvE/9eRbzg8MYV8/s320/IMG_2820.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2304467490791969807.post-78628003311454208692007-11-19T22:03:00.000-05:002007-12-30T22:10:47.085-05:00Gail took me for a tour in Kansas!!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hdIe6rCtI/AAAAAAAAAu8/-dtTwIRlVy0/s1600-h/IMG_2823.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149968574217652946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hdIe6rCtI/AAAAAAAAAu8/-dtTwIRlVy0/s320/IMG_2823.JPG" border="0" /></a> Shortly after I arrived in Kansas, the girls decided to stop by. Gail daughter's, Iris, just had to have a tea party with me and the girls. Iris, the girls and the pink dinosaur (Sara Elizabeth - notice the shirt) all had a wonderful time drinking tea and eating cookies. Needless to say, there are many flamingoes all over Gail's house.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hdAu6rCsI/AAAAAAAAAu0/PU2YMKKY1ho/s1600-h/IMG_2804.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149968441073666754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hdAu6rCsI/AAAAAAAAAu0/PU2YMKKY1ho/s320/IMG_2804.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hcpu6rCrI/AAAAAAAAAus/J9U2DYi7zsI/s1600-h/IMG_2807.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149968045936675506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hcpu6rCrI/AAAAAAAAAus/J9U2DYi7zsI/s320/IMG_2807.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hcSe6rCqI/AAAAAAAAAuk/3o9T0jSOtyk/s1600-h/IMG_2808.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149967646504716962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hcSe6rCqI/AAAAAAAAAuk/3o9T0jSOtyk/s320/IMG_2808.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div></div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2304467490791969807.post-52777859515909562192007-11-18T21:01:00.000-05:002007-12-30T22:03:21.276-05:00Gail took me for a tour in Kansas!!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hbFO6rCpI/AAAAAAAAAuc/kB9bR6wQzRI/s1600-h/IMG_2813.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149966319359822482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hbFO6rCpI/AAAAAAAAAuc/kB9bR6wQzRI/s320/IMG_2813.JPG" border="0" /></a> I arrived at my house (Gail Sherron) in Baldwin City, Kansas in November. Since I was in the area of the University of Kansas, I decided to take a tour of the campus with prospective students. I learned all about the educational opportunities at KU and was introduced to many of the schools traditions --- including "waving the wheat" and meeting the beloved Jayhawk. Waving the Wheat traditionally occurs after a touchdown or something just a fabulous. I am "waving the wheat" with about 100 prospective students & parents and me. I'm sure these people thought Gail was nuts waving the wheat with a cut-out turtle, but hey --- at least they are smiling and pretending to have fun. If you did not know, the Jayhawk is a mythical bird. It is a combination of a sparrow hawk (stealth fighter) and blue jay (noisy, quarrelsome bird). Never turn your back on the Jayhawk. The term "jayhawk" goes back to pre-Civil War era. Kansas was a free territory and Missouri was pro-slavery territory. There were many fights along the states' borders. In fact, Lawrence was raided by a band of Missourians who killed 183 Lawrence residents. No, we have never forgotten this. Gail hates Missouri! KU is the only college in the country that uses the Jayhawk. If you see a Jayhawk on a car or shirt, you know that they have ties to Lawrence, Kansas. When you see the Jayhawk, wave the wheat and think of Gail. Or heck, send your kid to KU --- Gail would love to meet you.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3ha8-6rCoI/AAAAAAAAAuU/G32wCkgC-gI/s1600-h/IMG_2815.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149966177625901698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3ha8-6rCoI/AAAAAAAAAuU/G32wCkgC-gI/s320/IMG_2815.JPG" border="0" /></a> I went shopping in Weston, MO with Hope Corizzo and Gail. We had a great day shopping for others. Although, it was very difficult for me not to purchase a few things for myself. I have to travel light you know. There was an excellent opportunity to take a photo with Santa, but the camera's battery was dead. <br /><br /><div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2304467490791969807.post-42057409394550115852007-11-16T22:05:00.000-05:002008-01-13T22:26:11.765-05:00I got to visit Alison Bates at her Opera!!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R4rUI-6rElI/AAAAAAAAA94/86jM_sA6708/s1600-h/100_2769.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155165974272086610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R4rUI-6rElI/AAAAAAAAA94/86jM_sA6708/s320/100_2769.jpg" border="0" /></a> I really enjoyed the lights of the dressing room. Don't I look great!!<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R4rUAu6rEkI/AAAAAAAAA9w/u_pMx3S70YM/s1600-h/100_2772.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155165832538165826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R4rUAu6rEkI/AAAAAAAAA9w/u_pMx3S70YM/s320/100_2772.jpg" border="0" /></a> I had my picture taken by the dressing room door<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R4rT8e6rEjI/AAAAAAAAA9o/UmS26jamdVE/s1600-h/100_2773.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155165759523721778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R4rT8e6rEjI/AAAAAAAAA9o/UmS26jamdVE/s320/100_2773.jpg" border="0" /></a> Close-up picture of me by the names on Alison's dressing room door. It also shows the names of the company and the opera.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R4rT4e6rEiI/AAAAAAAAA9g/Ei7bDumfhoU/s1600-h/100_2776.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155165690804245026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R4rT4e6rEiI/AAAAAAAAA9g/Ei7bDumfhoU/s320/100_2776.jpg" border="0" /></a>Here I am by the sign pointing to the backstage area of the Ordway Center for the Performing Arts, where Alison performs.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R4rTqe6rEhI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/UVlBMRes2ig/s1600-h/100_2777.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155165450286076434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R4rTqe6rEhI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/UVlBMRes2ig/s320/100_2777.jpg" border="0" /></a> Alison and I in Alison's dressing room, ready to go into makeup.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R4rTlu6rEgI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/HlCx-iYQGcU/s1600-h/100_2778.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155165368681697794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R4rTlu6rEgI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/HlCx-iYQGcU/s320/100_2778.jpg" border="0" /></a> Another picture of Alison and I in the dressing room.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R4rTfu6rEfI/AAAAAAAAA9I/S2YYO3ZLpxQ/s1600-h/100_2788.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155165265602482674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R4rTfu6rEfI/AAAAAAAAA9I/S2YYO3ZLpxQ/s320/100_2788.jpg" border="0" /></a> Alison in full makeup, wig, and costume with wonderful little me.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R4rS0u6rEeI/AAAAAAAAA9A/7J3dfeNIFbo/s1600-h/100_2789.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155164526868107746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R4rS0u6rEeI/AAAAAAAAA9A/7J3dfeNIFbo/s320/100_2789.jpg" border="0" /></a> Full-length shot of Alison's beautiful costume with me again. Can't wait for my next journey.<br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2304467490791969807.post-85630727935977137762007-11-09T23:52:00.000-05:002008-03-09T23:59:17.050-05:00The Alum Academy in Dallas<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R9S_vrt-mhI/AAAAAAAAA-A/jBuTXZOGbSc/s1600-h/HPIM2337.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175972697665870354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R9S_vrt-mhI/AAAAAAAAA-A/jBuTXZOGbSc/s320/HPIM2337.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I attended this with Niki. We had a great time. It was good to see so many Surfing Sisters in one place. We even had time to whip out kolaches (Thanks Callie) and Queso Dip (Thanks Cassie). Above is the proof!</div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2304467490791969807.post-54264913856300493702007-11-02T00:25:00.000-05:002008-01-03T00:34:07.721-05:00I went to visit Steph Long!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xzee6rEbI/AAAAAAAAA8s/-mv5-W01q9I/s1600-h/TippywScarecrows.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151119041337430450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xzee6rEbI/AAAAAAAAA8s/-mv5-W01q9I/s320/TippywScarecrows.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div>Here I am with the scarecrows!!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xyu-6rEaI/AAAAAAAAA8k/19XlHouoOqY/s1600-h/TippyWScarecrow.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151118225293644194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xyu-6rEaI/AAAAAAAAA8k/19XlHouoOqY/s320/TippyWScarecrow.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xydu6rEZI/AAAAAAAAA8c/8g-IQfGeBTI/s1600-h/TippyLeavesAtTGiving.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151117928940900754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xydu6rEZI/AAAAAAAAA8c/8g-IQfGeBTI/s320/TippyLeavesAtTGiving.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xyHO6rEXI/AAAAAAAAA8M/be2_i87cuGQ/s1600-h/TippyLookingForTheRabbit.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151117542393844082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xyHO6rEXI/AAAAAAAAA8M/be2_i87cuGQ/s320/TippyLookingForTheRabbit.JPG" border="0" /></a> THey have a little grey rabbit that has made a home in their shrubs in front. The rabbit also seemed to like the faux corn Steph had put out. LOL!<br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2304467490791969807.post-24118752891431071912007-11-01T22:08:00.000-05:002008-01-03T00:25:53.362-05:00I went to visit Steph Long!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xw-u6rEWI/AAAAAAAAA8E/marfqMqyUmA/s1600-h/TippyWTombstones.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151116296853328226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xw-u6rEWI/AAAAAAAAA8E/marfqMqyUmA/s320/TippyWTombstones.JPG" border="0" /></a> Happy Halloween from the Longs and me!!<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xw1e6rEVI/AAAAAAAAA78/yuf0GnIv1oY/s1600-h/TippyWTheRCADog.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151116137939538258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xw1e6rEVI/AAAAAAAAA78/yuf0GnIv1oY/s320/TippyWTheRCADog.JPG" border="0" /></a> This RCA dog is a door stop on the inside of their front door.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xdNe6rEUI/AAAAAAAAA70/EShdV51CQCs/s1600-h/TippyWTheGargoyle.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151094560023843138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xdNe6rEUI/AAAAAAAAA70/EShdV51CQCs/s320/TippyWTheGargoyle.JPG" border="0" /></a> THey had purple lights around our door and several "spooky" gargoyles around the door.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xThO6rETI/AAAAAAAAA7s/vTnvb5NOjjQ/s1600-h/TippyVisitsSLong.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151083904209981746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xThO6rETI/AAAAAAAAA7s/vTnvb5NOjjQ/s320/TippyVisitsSLong.JPG" border="0" /></a> These are some more tombstones they made.<br /><div></div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2304467490791969807.post-88997408992678088812007-10-31T21:59:00.000-05:002008-01-02T22:08:36.215-05:00I went to visit Steph Long!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xRM-6rESI/AAAAAAAAA7k/J4oZounfTwI/s1600-h/TippyAndTheMonster.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151081357294375202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xRM-6rESI/AAAAAAAAA7k/J4oZounfTwI/s320/TippyAndTheMonster.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is one of the tombstones James and Steph painted for Halloween.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xQ7u6rERI/AAAAAAAAA7c/q_WLS9x3SjE/s1600-h/TippyAtHalloween.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151081060941631762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xQ7u6rERI/AAAAAAAAA7c/q_WLS9x3SjE/s320/TippyAtHalloween.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xQ0-6rEQI/AAAAAAAAA7U/vPZTyNrlj6I/s1600-h/TippyAtHalloweenII.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151080944977514754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xQ0-6rEQI/AAAAAAAAA7U/vPZTyNrlj6I/s320/TippyAtHalloweenII.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xQH-6rEOI/AAAAAAAAA7E/OwPMxi2ClSk/s1600-h/TippyWGhost.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151080171883401442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xQH-6rEOI/AAAAAAAAA7E/OwPMxi2ClSk/s320/TippyWGhost.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here I am visiting some of Steph's decorations.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xP4-6rENI/AAAAAAAAA68/V06ybhHxr74/s1600-h/TippyWPumpkins.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151079914185363666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xP4-6rENI/AAAAAAAAA68/V06ybhHxr74/s320/TippyWPumpkins.JPG" border="0" /></a> These are the pumpkins Steph raffled off for the Halloween Social that she attended.<br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2304467490791969807.post-88434555662913066922007-10-31T08:16:00.000-05:002008-01-02T21:59:10.979-05:00I went to visit Steph Long!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xPLO6rEMI/AAAAAAAAA60/MgENETj3ByM/s1600-h/TippyCelebratesBCancer.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151079128206348482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3xPLO6rEMI/AAAAAAAAA60/MgENETj3ByM/s320/TippyCelebratesBCancer.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3jsje6rDzI/AAAAAAAAA3s/nqyUdNsqoQc/s1600-h/dogs.jpg"></a>She came to me in Oct., which is breast cancer month. These are some flowers James gave me for doing a Breast Cancer walk.</div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2304467490791969807.post-37464866102705535472007-10-30T01:08:00.000-05:002007-12-31T01:43:00.496-05:00I went to Lyman Orchards with Niki Rittenhouse.<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3iMvu6rDvI/AAAAAAAAA3M/dF7qv5sQfr8/s1600-h/DSCF1319.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150020925574024946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3iMvu6rDvI/AAAAAAAAA3M/dF7qv5sQfr8/s320/DSCF1319.JPG" border="0" /></a> We spent the day in the Beautiful New england Countryside. Gotta love Fall in Connecticut.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3iL7u6rDuI/AAAAAAAAA3E/lH7ByxZ3IvU/s1600-h/DSCF1322.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150020032220827362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3iL7u6rDuI/AAAAAAAAA3E/lH7ByxZ3IvU/s320/DSCF1322.JPG" border="0" /></a> Look!! Niki found an apple she liked.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3iKqu6rDtI/AAAAAAAAA28/sjAdSzfsHh8/s1600-h/DSCF1340.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150018640651423442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3iKqu6rDtI/AAAAAAAAA28/sjAdSzfsHh8/s320/DSCF1340.JPG" border="0" /></a> I helped Niki reach an apple that was just out of her reach. Where to next??</div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2304467490791969807.post-52972594979600828812007-10-29T00:51:00.000-05:002007-12-31T01:08:33.558-05:00I went to Old Sturbrudge Village with Niki Rittenhouse.<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3iGe-6rDsI/AAAAAAAAA20/FsrtIUP2bjo/s1600-h/DSC01568.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150014040741449410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3iGe-6rDsI/AAAAAAAAA20/FsrtIUP2bjo/s320/DSC01568.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here I am with Niki and her DBF Chris as we start o explore Sturbridge village in MA. It is Niki's Birthday!!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3iGM-6rDrI/AAAAAAAAA2s/05SS7vwLKdU/s1600-h/DSC01573.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150013731503804082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3iGM-6rDrI/AAAAAAAAA2s/05SS7vwLKdU/s320/DSC01573.JPG" border="0" /></a> Niki and I played a game of checkers with her mom.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3iGF-6rDqI/AAAAAAAAA2k/eufqftO46Z4/s1600-h/DSC01589.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150013611244719778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3iGF-6rDqI/AAAAAAAAA2k/eufqftO46Z4/s320/DSC01589.JPG" border="0" /></a> Look!! I met a fake cow. <br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3iF9-6rDpI/AAAAAAAAA2c/qhLhjuObONI/s1600-h/DSCF1168.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150013473805766290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3iF9-6rDpI/AAAAAAAAA2c/qhLhjuObONI/s320/DSCF1168.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here, Chris is playing badminton with me. Look. Real feathers.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3iFr-6rDoI/AAAAAAAAA2U/hBlAT96WwRE/s1600-h/DSCF1237.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150013164568120962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3iFr-6rDoI/AAAAAAAAA2U/hBlAT96WwRE/s320/DSCF1237.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here Niki and I are standing out side of an old mill. The water wheel was huge!!!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3iFaO6rDnI/AAAAAAAAA2M/5rhT0Npv_i8/s1600-h/DSCF1238.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150012859625442930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3iFaO6rDnI/AAAAAAAAA2M/5rhT0Npv_i8/s320/DSCF1238.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2304467490791969807.post-17241990740738057142007-10-28T20:22:00.000-05:002007-12-30T20:31:16.976-05:00IWent to visit Meredith Simpson for a special occasion!!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hFee6rCbI/AAAAAAAAAss/wZgEuqNjyEA/s1600-h/breaking_out.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149942563895708082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hFee6rCbI/AAAAAAAAAss/wZgEuqNjyEA/s320/breaking_out.jpg" border="0" /></a> After the trip back to NC from DC, I went Trick or Treating with Meredith's kids. I didn't have to dress up to blend in here!<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hFae6rCaI/AAAAAAAAAsk/WQEx67o7tbE/s1600-h/walkingthestreets.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149942495176231330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hFae6rCaI/AAAAAAAAAsk/WQEx67o7tbE/s320/walkingthestreets.jpg" border="0" /></a> Connor and Grayson showed me the neighborhood!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hFWO6rCZI/AAAAAAAAAsc/PrqdA-kBIxg/s1600-h/babies0014-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149942422161787282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hFWO6rCZI/AAAAAAAAAsc/PrqdA-kBIxg/s320/babies0014-1.jpg" border="0" /></a> I made one last stop with the Simpsons. Grayson had a blast with me at the zoo.<br /><div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2304467490791969807.post-72019319369319423752007-10-27T20:31:00.000-05:002007-12-30T20:45:46.768-05:00IWent to visit Meredith Simpson for a special occasion!!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hISO6rCiI/AAAAAAAAAtk/lBC4462dkBI/s1600-h/babies0011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149945651977194018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hISO6rCiI/AAAAAAAAAtk/lBC4462dkBI/s320/babies0011.jpg" border="0" /></a> After a long night at the ball, I traveled with Meredith and Neal to the Marine Corps Marathon. We saw some of the DC sights too! Here I am at the Holocaust Museum.<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hIKe6rChI/AAAAAAAAAtc/PdYpzqEHttk/s1600-h/babies0013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149945518833207826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hIKe6rChI/AAAAAAAAAtc/PdYpzqEHttk/s320/babies0013.jpg" border="0" /></a> Before he ran the marathon route, Neal had to walk it! So, Meredith and I tagged along. As you can see, the scenery was great!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hHde6rCgI/AAAAAAAAAtU/Qg0XQUTH2sk/s1600-h/babies0019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149944745739094530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hHde6rCgI/AAAAAAAAAtU/Qg0XQUTH2sk/s320/babies0019.jpg" border="0" /></a> Finally, the finish line! We are all set for the morning run. Thank goodness for my shell, because it was awfully cold!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hHYe6rCfI/AAAAAAAAAtM/pdLpYHD3_-A/s1600-h/babies0020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149944659839748594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hHYe6rCfI/AAAAAAAAAtM/pdLpYHD3_-A/s320/babies0020.jpg" border="0" /></a> My alarm went off super early to make it to the start line. Meredith and I got a great spot to view the beginning of the race.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hHQ-6rCeI/AAAAAAAAAtE/eDyL40TQhZ4/s1600-h/babies0027.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149944530990729698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hHQ-6rCeI/AAAAAAAAAtE/eDyL40TQhZ4/s320/babies0027.jpg" border="0" /></a> And they're off! Meredith and I are equally slow! We decided that they were more into spectator sports.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hHNO6rCdI/AAAAAAAAAs8/kKNlhfOswnA/s1600-h/babies0029.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149944466566220242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hHNO6rCdI/AAAAAAAAAs8/kKNlhfOswnA/s320/babies0029.jpg" border="0" /></a> I helped Meredith cheer for her DH along the route. Here he comes!<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hHJO6rCcI/AAAAAAAAAs0/IE69kxajsog/s1600-h/babies0030.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149944397846743490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hHJO6rCcI/AAAAAAAAAs0/IE69kxajsog/s320/babies0030.jpg" border="0" /></a> After the race, I met Brianne Sherwood and Meagan Vargas.<br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2304467490791969807.post-5007020986168068832007-10-26T20:45:00.000-05:002007-12-30T20:59:30.963-05:00IWent to visit Meredith Simpson for a special occasion!!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hKwe6rCnI/AAAAAAAAAuM/rl_DfuDXcOc/s1600-h/102_0186.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149948370691492466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hKwe6rCnI/AAAAAAAAAuM/rl_DfuDXcOc/s320/102_0186.jpg" border="0" /></a> I attended the United States Marine Corps Ball with Meredith and her DH, Neal. The Ball celebrates the birthday of the Marine Corps. It is the most formal event for the Marines each year. Meredith and her DH stayed at a B&B before the ball. I especially liked the jacuzzi tub and HUGE bed!<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hKqe6rCmI/AAAAAAAAAuE/jcLPIuiV_ko/s1600-h/102_0187.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149948267612277346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hKqe6rCmI/AAAAAAAAAuE/jcLPIuiV_ko/s320/102_0187.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I arrived safely at the Ball. There wasn't a seat saved for me, so I had to share with Meredith.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hKmu6rClI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vq8e4PHBll0/s1600-h/102_0188.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149948203187767890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hKmu6rClI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vq8e4PHBll0/s320/102_0188.jpg" border="0" /></a> The ceremony starts when the USMC band walks in. I had to hide under the napkin because it was so loud!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hKi-6rCkI/AAAAAAAAAt0/7B_iXwJiyOU/s1600-h/102_0190.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149948138763258434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hKi-6rCkI/AAAAAAAAAt0/7B_iXwJiyOU/s320/102_0190.jpg" border="0" /></a> I enjoyed the USMC birthday cake. It is tradition that the oldest Marine present cut and serve a piece of cake to the youngest Marine present. It signifies the passing of tradition to the future of the Marine Corps.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hKeu6rCjI/AAAAAAAAAts/MXtAST5KI0I/s1600-h/102_0192.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149948065748814386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hKeu6rCjI/AAAAAAAAAts/MXtAST5KI0I/s320/102_0192.jpg" border="0" /></a> Here I am again at the table. <div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2304467490791969807.post-38628250434519843622007-10-25T10:36:00.000-05:002007-12-31T10:45:38.584-05:00I got to visit with Amanda Atchley!!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kOme6rELI/AAAAAAAAA6s/tbilPQNyzpk/s1600-h/00074.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150163703171846322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kOme6rELI/AAAAAAAAA6s/tbilPQNyzpk/s320/00074.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kONe6rEKI/AAAAAAAAA6k/wx2YayA09SE/s1600-h/00076.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150163273675116706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kONe6rEKI/AAAAAAAAA6k/wx2YayA09SE/s320/00076.jpg" border="0" /></a> Amanda was thrilled about going to the State Fair!! Maybe she ate too much!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kN2-6rEJI/AAAAAAAAA6c/Q1lyHwK4H9o/s1600-h/00077.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150162887128060050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kN2-6rEJI/AAAAAAAAA6c/Q1lyHwK4H9o/s320/00077.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I went at the State Fair (first with Amanda's DH before we went in, then playing games, then going through the candy warehouse, then with the prize I won at the squirt game and then having yummy funnel cake)<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kNqu6rEII/AAAAAAAAA6U/gFdYkVZhs94/s1600-h/00079.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150162676674662530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kNqu6rEII/AAAAAAAAA6U/gFdYkVZhs94/s320/00079.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kNce6rEHI/AAAAAAAAA6M/zVyL2LK_HRU/s1600-h/00082.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150162431861526642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kNce6rEHI/AAAAAAAAA6M/zVyL2LK_HRU/s320/00082.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kNO-6rEGI/AAAAAAAAA6E/o7po5P0weUw/s1600-h/00084.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150162199933292642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kNO-6rEGI/AAAAAAAAA6E/o7po5P0weUw/s320/00084.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div></div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2304467490791969807.post-9868263055115645862007-10-24T10:31:00.000-05:002007-12-31T10:36:43.833-05:00I got to visit with Amanda Atchley!!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kMH-6rEFI/AAAAAAAAA58/_54KWsMQcv0/s1600-h/00069.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150160980162580562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kMH-6rEFI/AAAAAAAAA58/_54KWsMQcv0/s320/00069.jpg" border="0" /></a> I am scrapbooking with Amanda and her friend!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kL8u6rEEI/AAAAAAAAA50/seL3MTa03K8/s1600-h/00071.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150160786889052226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kL8u6rEEI/AAAAAAAAA50/seL3MTa03K8/s320/00071.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kLwe6rEDI/AAAAAAAAA5s/yEaG2FBrvPI/s1600-h/00072.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150160576435654706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kLwe6rEDI/AAAAAAAAA5s/yEaG2FBrvPI/s320/00072.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Here I am at Sam's Club drinking a drink that is bigger than I is!<br /><div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2304467490791969807.post-61796967677836681452007-10-23T10:12:00.000-05:002007-12-31T10:31:44.147-05:00I got to visit with Amanda Atchley!!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kLLe6rECI/AAAAAAAAA5k/iLcptQM5iNg/s1600-h/00064.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150159940780494882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kLLe6rECI/AAAAAAAAA5k/iLcptQM5iNg/s320/00064.jpg" border="0" /></a> I thought I would cath up on what you SSers are doing while I am traveling all over.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kKX-6rEAI/AAAAAAAAA5U/njo_Lhi7-lI/s1600-h/00065.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150159056017231874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kKX-6rEAI/AAAAAAAAA5U/njo_Lhi7-lI/s320/00065.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I went to visit the campus of NC State (where Amanda's DH goes to school).<br />I am sitting in a parabola (there are two far apart from each other) and you whisper on one end and hear it loud and clear on the other. Something about the way the thing is shaped sound travels to a focal point on the other side.<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kJ_O6rD_I/AAAAAAAAA5M/5xHO5VwDljM/s1600-h/00067.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150158630815469554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kJ_O6rD_I/AAAAAAAAA5M/5xHO5VwDljM/s320/00067.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kJv-6rD-I/AAAAAAAAA5E/Gj26g2Mn6ZA/s1600-h/00068.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150158368822464482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kJv-6rD-I/AAAAAAAAA5E/Gj26g2Mn6ZA/s320/00068.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2304467490791969807.post-18553769047098224772007-10-22T08:50:00.000-05:002007-12-31T10:12:38.480-05:00I got to visit with Amanda Atchley!!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kFDO6rD9I/AAAAAAAAA48/QAs6SqG9fx0/s1600-h/00052.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150153201976807378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kFDO6rD9I/AAAAAAAAA48/QAs6SqG9fx0/s320/00052.jpg" border="0" /></a> Here are photgraphs of my arrival!!<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kEge6rD8I/AAAAAAAAA40/HDd-Lb2BfQI/s1600-h/00054.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150152604976353218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kEge6rD8I/AAAAAAAAA40/HDd-Lb2BfQI/s320/00054.jpg" border="0" /></a> Amanda and her DH were very happy to see me!!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kEDO6rD7I/AAAAAAAAA4s/PqiS6Xob3rw/s1600-h/00056.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150152102465179570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kEDO6rD7I/AAAAAAAAA4s/PqiS6Xob3rw/s320/00056.jpg" border="0" /></a> For Dinner we went out to Danny's BBQ.<br /><div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kCYu6rD5I/AAAAAAAAA4c/nR-_yPpK8BI/s1600-h/00058.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150150272809111442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3kCYu6rD5I/AAAAAAAAA4c/nR-_yPpK8BI/s320/00058.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3j6N-6rD4I/AAAAAAAAA4U/rPdnWwdC1d4/s1600-h/00059.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150141292032495490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3j6N-6rD4I/AAAAAAAAA4U/rPdnWwdC1d4/s320/00059.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3j51u6rD3I/AAAAAAAAA4M/2pbdsQGDp0U/s1600-h/00060.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150140875420667762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3j51u6rD3I/AAAAAAAAA4M/2pbdsQGDp0U/s320/00060.jpg" border="0" /></a> Here is what was for dinner!<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3j5oe6rD2I/AAAAAAAAA4E/Y-qN7AAMEcQ/s1600-h/00061.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150140647787401058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3j5oe6rD2I/AAAAAAAAA4E/Y-qN7AAMEcQ/s320/00061.jpg" border="0" /></a> While Amanda went to the bathroom, I had to try her dessert....maybe I ate too much??<br /><br /><div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3j4vu6rD0I/AAAAAAAAA30/v205TKZJRhw/s1600-h/00063.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150139672829824834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3j4vu6rD0I/AAAAAAAAA30/v205TKZJRhw/s320/00063.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2304467490791969807.post-19773183996506347342007-10-21T23:02:00.000-05:002007-12-30T23:04:46.669-05:00I went to visit Amanda Cullip!!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hqIe6rC6I/AAAAAAAAAwk/HIBgS91PWtQ/s1600-h/PICT0086.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149982867868814242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hqIe6rC6I/AAAAAAAAAwk/HIBgS91PWtQ/s320/PICT0086.JPG" border="0" /></a> I am at Bam's, the best restraunt in Lago Vista. Home of the Stuffed Burger. Here I am photographed with the owner, a good friend and Amanda's DBF.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hqAO6rC5I/AAAAAAAAAwc/q_xp-vDGZWM/s1600-h/PICT0087.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149982726134893458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hqAO6rC5I/AAAAAAAAAwc/q_xp-vDGZWM/s320/PICT0087.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here I am also at Bam's with another local resident of Lago Vista, Tx. Time for my next trip!<br /><br /><div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2304467490791969807.post-20507561190885863152007-10-20T22:58:00.000-05:002007-12-30T23:02:20.396-05:00I went to visit Amanda Cullip!!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hpLO6rC4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/SWlomVZd5cQ/s1600-h/PICT0081.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149981815601826690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hpLO6rC4I/AAAAAAAAAwU/SWlomVZd5cQ/s320/PICT0081.JPG" border="0" /></a> I got to go see a play called The Mousetrap. A wonderful murder mystery performed by the Lago Vista Players Club.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hpAO6rC3I/AAAAAAAAAwM/aBlPS55yKBA/s1600-h/PICT0078.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149981626623265650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hpAO6rC3I/AAAAAAAAAwM/aBlPS55yKBA/s320/PICT0078.JPG" border="0" /></a> I was a guest at the Lion's Club of Point Venture Meeting. Here Tippy is with Amanda on the left and a fellow Lion.</div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2304467490791969807.post-58213821990034467342007-10-20T00:28:00.005-05:002008-03-10T00:35:35.260-05:00I went to visit Joan Patterson!!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R9TIjLt-msI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/-ZORZUp-LhU/s1600-h/20oct-spa.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175982378522155714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R9TIjLt-msI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/-ZORZUp-LhU/s320/20oct-spa.jpg" border="0" /></a> Today was Carrieās wedding! Early in the day, I scheduled a luxurious spa treatment.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R9TISLt-mrI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/gUu9GxzDl4g/s1600-h/20oct-gowns.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175982086464379570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R9TISLt-mrI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/gUu9GxzDl4g/s320/20oct-gowns.jpg" border="0" /></a> The ceremony and reception were really nice. As you can see, the gowns were beautiful. I had my own chair at the reception, and I chose filet mignon as my entree. There was live music and a lot of dancing; it appears that a good time was had by all.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R9TIFbt-mqI/AAAAAAAAA_I/O1bSkFXU7gU/s1600-h/20oct-chair.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175981867421047458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R9TIFbt-mqI/AAAAAAAAA_I/O1bSkFXU7gU/s320/20oct-chair.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><div> </div></div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2304467490791969807.post-6067983897139742812007-10-19T22:20:00.000-05:002007-12-30T22:58:04.221-05:00I went to visit Amanda Cullip!!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hoH-6rC2I/AAAAAAAAAwE/pGEZ6s0kQmk/s1600-h/PICT0085.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149980660255624034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hoH-6rC2I/AAAAAAAAAwE/pGEZ6s0kQmk/s320/PICT0085.JPG" border="0" /></a> My visit to The Village of Point Venture<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hn8-6rC1I/AAAAAAAAAv8/6NUE14daLbw/s1600-h/PICT0089.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149980471277062994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hn8-6rC1I/AAAAAAAAAv8/6NUE14daLbw/s320/PICT0089.JPG" border="0" /></a> A small village of only 657 people<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hnx-6rC0I/AAAAAAAAAv0/KN7Gij-5yRA/s1600-h/PICT0079.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149980282298501954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hnx-6rC0I/AAAAAAAAAv0/KN7Gij-5yRA/s320/PICT0079.JPG" border="0" /></a>Our brand new grocery store Super S. Before the Super S I would have had to drive 45 minutes to get groceries.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hnlO6rCzI/AAAAAAAAAvs/6980P1sUvVg/s1600-h/PICT0082.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149980063255169842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY1ZM9HGVR0/R3hnlO6rCzI/AAAAAAAAAvs/6980P1sUvVg/s320/PICT0082.JPG" border="0" /></a> I loved my lunch at the floating restraunt, The Pier. I even got to feed the giant catfish that hang around the restraunt. <div></div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0