tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18761105041078773522024-03-05T03:27:02.318-05:00Everyday Life with All Its Crazinessa.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678992506184194027noreply@blogger.comBlogger142125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876110504107877352.post-37286035495849473842012-05-15T10:14:00.001-04:002012-05-15T10:14:12.498-04:00LostI fell like a hamster on a wheel going around and around, always doing the same thing. I have no idea where my life is headed, I have an idea of what I want but no real direction. Im not sure if we should make a really big decision affecting many people around us. I feel a little lost, a sense of uh is something missing? Am I really happy where I am right now? I need to find a direction and move towards it...<br />a.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678992506184194027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876110504107877352.post-26933673817939816642012-04-29T20:55:00.002-04:002012-04-29T20:55:52.967-04:00Blue Love<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKxT4OwYwvFJPatZihRo6C7FJ9NmyLvTEck6UAFRtYk-88NqEVDSoDyPaMOp-UkJtMJUrcVy6SwbbAHwVyrj1nGCCAkf68quZBGxAvHOHUyAncDTvL2j6d-urPvn1TyUXiZPuT3gxt4x8/s1600/tiffany+box.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKxT4OwYwvFJPatZihRo6C7FJ9NmyLvTEck6UAFRtYk-88NqEVDSoDyPaMOp-UkJtMJUrcVy6SwbbAHwVyrj1nGCCAkf68quZBGxAvHOHUyAncDTvL2j6d-urPvn1TyUXiZPuT3gxt4x8/s1600/tiffany+box.gif" /></a></div>
There is just something about this little blue box or any other special little box with a beautiful promise of a lifetime of love together and oh that ring! Im over the moon excited right now for that wonderful person with that promise on her left hand.a.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678992506184194027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876110504107877352.post-87310983840450185762012-04-08T18:00:00.003-04:002012-04-08T18:42:35.109-04:00Happy Spring<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgpXZ_XY1uRWMeCcNfeWg0J3QJI5EowyD4_KqRiOU-fVFYK0yeKYgEpgcKq8gj0-EVfZ1i7sMC1EYd2HNUuIZifwzpHV3Cq60THhpJc-dIUzUewjC-5NPnH21ayLEHU9lnhO6ZbiTQC18/s1600/untitled.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 256px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5729153985430823666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgpXZ_XY1uRWMeCcNfeWg0J3QJI5EowyD4_KqRiOU-fVFYK0yeKYgEpgcKq8gj0-EVfZ1i7sMC1EYd2HNUuIZifwzpHV3Cq60THhpJc-dIUzUewjC-5NPnH21ayLEHU9lnhO6ZbiTQC18/s320/untitled.png" /></a>Happy Easter! </div><div align="center">Easter really marks the beginning of Spring for me, like a fresh start, new beginnings. The Lord has risen this day and its a time of celebration of life and love.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">With spring comes the warmth of the sun shinning,</div><div align="center">new growth in nature that surrounds us. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaaLhtxnOz6ip7uvdW0vLUXj422bel1s6FOKcB0nnr5JX4s-Eh3rozxV7IG8akjJqFBDJUhakXEK4ISDmlcIyOyp4VnHb4EOynY8tbyGYy4d47qruCRDTQMLAGIGCudDXvpOk9FNwsZRk/s1600/spring.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 213px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5729153978087650738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaaLhtxnOz6ip7uvdW0vLUXj422bel1s6FOKcB0nnr5JX4s-Eh3rozxV7IG8akjJqFBDJUhakXEK4ISDmlcIyOyp4VnHb4EOynY8tbyGYy4d47qruCRDTQMLAGIGCudDXvpOk9FNwsZRk/s320/spring.jpg" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">and new life so what a perfect time of year to be blessed with the growth of a child in a mothers' womb (not me). I am beyond excited about the growth of this little one!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGM5LNrrF6REeKlnRFA2UhBPFlQHtHXeKrkz-rJq3dFjKslv4eoYr3NnIhCG4Ustp3y2x7SSH8qRYUAJrYS3SgJVXnGaKWPKgsxZ9Wna_F_hyaIK62yxE-VmF3SGzC0_7qZU21aCsKBx8/s1600/pregnant_belly.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 208px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5729153976274052130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGM5LNrrF6REeKlnRFA2UhBPFlQHtHXeKrkz-rJq3dFjKslv4eoYr3NnIhCG4Ustp3y2x7SSH8qRYUAJrYS3SgJVXnGaKWPKgsxZ9Wna_F_hyaIK62yxE-VmF3SGzC0_7qZU21aCsKBx8/s320/pregnant_belly.jpg" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div>a.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678992506184194027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876110504107877352.post-35510402363086607922012-04-01T18:44:00.003-04:002012-04-01T19:08:41.713-04:00I went away to visit my good friend in PEI and her little baby girl who is 6 months now. I was soo nice to catch up, enjoy each others company with plenty of girl bonding time. We went shopping, watch episodes of shows we both enjoy, played with baby lots and hung out with a few other friends, one on Skype(he's away). It was great!<br /><br />I read this funny diary type entry of a mother of 3 young kids and since I was on baby duty, watching little Chlo bear while her mama went out with the bf for the night, I thought I would do a similar one to my night taking a stab at motherhood.<br /><br />7:00pm feed baby cereal<br />7:30pm put baby in bath<br />7:47pm change baby<br /> put pj's on baby<br /> put pj's on myself<br /> feed baby<br /> burb baby<br />8:20pm put baby to bed<br />8:30pm worry baby is not breathing, check baby she is fine and sound asleep<br /> start watching a movie<br />9:23pm check on baby again<br />10:20pm check on baby<br /> go to bed<br />11:10pm still awake worrying I might not hear the baby, check that monitor is on and working<br />12:13am still not asleep, look at monitor light<br /> check baby<br />12:40am baby wakes up<br /> change baby<br /> feed baby<br /> burb baby<br />1:16am put baby back to bed<br /> go back to bed, hoping she will sleep till morning<br />ZZZZZ's<br />7:50am hear baby making coo-ing noises, jump up and get baby wondering on long she has been awake<br />change baby<br />thinking I need coffee and have to pee<br />feed baby<br />burp baby<br />play and talk with baby<br />8:34am pee<br /> get dressed<br /> play with baby<br />9:20am try consoling/playing with cranky baby<br />9:56am put baby to bed<br />10:10am her mom gets home and I'm off "duty"<br />10:20ish make coffee and relax ahha.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678992506184194027noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876110504107877352.post-12762169418897052602012-03-21T20:52:00.004-04:002012-03-21T21:08:03.954-04:00Its been very busy around here. We had a lovely, low key weekend going to the dog park and a sugar camp and then bam the week hit.<br /><br />I have been teaching all week :D at my favourite school and am there the rest of the week too! Overall, I have been teaching lots lately and loving every minute of it.<br /><br />So far this week I have been teaching everday, 4 tutoring sessions in the past 3 days and a French presentation(done tonight, got an A+, woo) and 2 workouts and personal training, busy, busy.<br /><br />I do wish that I had another time to workout other then 6am but I have to fit it in and the morning is great to get it over with and to start the morning.<br /><br />Im looking forward to tomorrow night when I can relax with my hubby *today is our 9 year anniversary since we began dating <3's<br /><br />This weekend I have a very special little girls birthday to attend, she is turning 2! I also need to make her cake...ah i better go shoppinga.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678992506184194027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876110504107877352.post-48480115613426962262012-03-14T21:31:00.002-04:002012-03-14T21:36:07.693-04:00A picture<div align="center">Today is a blah day, a f*%$ it all day, so to try and make me feel better</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">the best picture ever.....</div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYm8nYdpy9VC37R8Gq1wPfiTSRNKb8nqq4UoTY7plFnKJScRo5WiGjr-ifq4W9hXIxzjov5lo7b-y6sr0zKHLbfuhePHpBHiNX6BlgEDMs_eHQ-ql67wk_YgYEwMNcwqqr_1m5ZwD1mco/s1600/026.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719930687383986338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYm8nYdpy9VC37R8Gq1wPfiTSRNKb8nqq4UoTY7plFnKJScRo5WiGjr-ifq4W9hXIxzjov5lo7b-y6sr0zKHLbfuhePHpBHiNX6BlgEDMs_eHQ-ql67wk_YgYEwMNcwqqr_1m5ZwD1mco/s320/026.JPG" /></a> This picture represents fun, care-free, summer days enjoying the company of friends and family with a few drinks, lots of laughs and great memories!<br /><br /></div>a.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678992506184194027noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876110504107877352.post-52166425451174590042012-03-11T21:31:00.002-04:002012-03-11T21:56:08.865-04:00A typical Sunday<div align="center">Sundays are probably my favourite day of the week. They are almost always low key and relaxing, preparing for the week ahead. </div><br /><div align="center">Today was a typical Sunday....</div><br /><div align="center">slept in and snugled with my hubby as we awoke to the sun shinning in the window. </div><br /><div align="center">We brought our baby Dakota to the dog park and the sun didnt last long (there were flurries)</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">This afternoon I was in the kitchen baking cookies (3 dozen) and then no bake protein balls, while r. was watching the race.</div><br /><div align="center">We spent quality time together and had a relaxing Sunday. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyUD0wlofO1X9GOvxekOQEwSvjwg1Zzy_QVwEYgHw1f0BxAQ4iSq2Z0d3CB3RB4sOknC2Ucl-8fD9uzJiSf5-xI3EDiC4by3mqkhW_-oMiQC158aQOCipemPviLDPLDCVjnhbh6o_e9pE/s1600/v.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5718820380354013858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyUD0wlofO1X9GOvxekOQEwSvjwg1Zzy_QVwEYgHw1f0BxAQ4iSq2Z0d3CB3RB4sOknC2Ucl-8fD9uzJiSf5-xI3EDiC4by3mqkhW_-oMiQC158aQOCipemPviLDPLDCVjnhbh6o_e9pE/s320/v.jpg" /></a></div>a.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678992506184194027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876110504107877352.post-41121141389398022202012-02-26T14:33:00.001-05:002012-02-26T17:04:10.970-05:00Lots going on<div align="center">There is lots going on in my life right now,</div><br /><div align="center">teaching lots :D LOVE IT! </div><br /><div align="center">Tutoring, working on-call for Peel at the group homes(getting more hours lately), taking my French class and working on my fitness by going to the gym, working with a personal training and being more active and eating well. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Lots going on but its all good and I am taking more time to focus on me and my wellness.</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfb0KWhTlrbbJcGPjwLfkKoQxxDUXvLV0MoJQFZxAhwY6ZbEg0qwTn3OQt8SWcIsJvWZihRwo6k5DX1A3yML86ckPXaszws2FX66YbLbvnWUrobRwQoyo7ENpeCAa96_doDbLJPBGh9P4/s1600/Yoga_Sunset_Wallpaper_9dhui.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713530327571473938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfb0KWhTlrbbJcGPjwLfkKoQxxDUXvLV0MoJQFZxAhwY6ZbEg0qwTn3OQt8SWcIsJvWZihRwo6k5DX1A3yML86ckPXaszws2FX66YbLbvnWUrobRwQoyo7ENpeCAa96_doDbLJPBGh9P4/s320/Yoga_Sunset_Wallpaper_9dhui.jpg" /></a> </div><br /><div align="center">And enjoying a quiet afternoon at home with the hubby, sipping a lattee and relaxing.</div><br /><div align="center">Then we will be watching the Daytonna 500, of course.<br /></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiFJhwi3uaNbyhLW-mHKhNOPhSrc0Ihby7LGJsZymnpk2Y_Myvt3eJRC5aNd4CMHk77Qxv8PL8iGifwag446lPli1Cp1wLzooEZKqtAgx39H4qXSCzwf-5VLxrWxe879du6-bb1efaMZs/s1600/latte.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713530321203976898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiFJhwi3uaNbyhLW-mHKhNOPhSrc0Ihby7LGJsZymnpk2Y_Myvt3eJRC5aNd4CMHk77Qxv8PL8iGifwag446lPli1Cp1wLzooEZKqtAgx39H4qXSCzwf-5VLxrWxe879du6-bb1efaMZs/s320/latte.jpg" /></a> </div>a.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678992506184194027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876110504107877352.post-82580097578241951712012-02-19T19:02:00.002-05:002012-02-19T19:32:25.218-05:00Oh weekend<div align="center">What a great weekend! Ever have one of those fun filled, amazing weekends that fly by?</div><br /><div align="center">Ours was, it was splendid even though it didnt start till Saturday morning (I worked Friday evening). I woke up before 8am to bake a cake for my friends baby shower, then headed to the gym before going to a nice cafe for lunch with my mom and sis. </div><br /><div align="center">Once I got home I finished the cake and waited for my guests to come for a sleepover.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">These 2 little cuties:</div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjUHhbdAc8hJvAxafQi3okFPTjQaSzBggUT3kbFrE-IemX3UZajAcPsGFsfsUTmRvzm09dEHZ1FONa9qGOsuQCK07rkXnkY2gqcmaZTcchZ1lLae55VyXJ6sSt2FSnuAdVK8ZrThpzHrc/s1600/girls+on+the+hay+stack.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711002127778271490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjUHhbdAc8hJvAxafQi3okFPTjQaSzBggUT3kbFrE-IemX3UZajAcPsGFsfsUTmRvzm09dEHZ1FONa9qGOsuQCK07rkXnkY2gqcmaZTcchZ1lLae55VyXJ6sSt2FSnuAdVK8ZrThpzHrc/s320/girls+on+the+hay+stack.JPG" /></a> Their mom said they were literally bouncing off the walls waiting to come to my house. When they arrived, we played the wii a little, played an imaginary game(with their rules of course) and we baked cupcakes. M. was waiting for "ritchies" to come home and kept asking how much longer. Once he arrived home they were both excited to see him and said he was gone a long time, lol too cute. Then we decorated cupcakes of course we let them each eat one. </div><br /><div align="center">We played Mousetrap and then changed into our pjs and snuggled up to watch a movie and of course have chips ;) </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Around 8am this morning(Sunday) we heard 2 sets of little pitter patter feet sneak into our bedroom and whisper to wake us up. I pretended I was asleep and hubby told them it was ok to jump on the bed and wake me up, they did and had lots of giggles then I sprung up and they ran down the hall. We played and hubby chased them up and down the hall. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Then hubby made us breakfast and made the girls special heart and teddy bear pancakes:</div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvGsC_ODbVap7lb4GJNy7XkZkuABQizcOGCRU6LOrIXUizuE1n5HZzYrGW8LmAt34POQfI9UKvzRb1dxfdsiOZAzO61r7sdvuJ5N37G8kVwHBqEsmlrBnUu3YSgfV5zGMoFkDp7-MiEUY/s1600/IMG00613-20120219-0930.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711002110700165266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvGsC_ODbVap7lb4GJNy7XkZkuABQizcOGCRU6LOrIXUizuE1n5HZzYrGW8LmAt34POQfI9UKvzRb1dxfdsiOZAzO61r7sdvuJ5N37G8kVwHBqEsmlrBnUu3YSgfV5zGMoFkDp7-MiEUY/s320/IMG00613-20120219-0930.jpg" /></a>The are 2 of the sweetest kids and are very well behaved, well-manered little cutie pies. It was so nice having them visit and of course they asked if they could come back for a sleepover soon and said Thank yous. Hubby said having them really maked him want kids :D</div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><div align="center">This afternoon I attended a friends baby shower for her 2nd little bundle of joy, another girl! </div><br /><div align="center">I was asked to make her cake and am very proud of how it turned out...</div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaQoYmQt7xqP6o8yZvyo3tztozq_z0s0gD7a8PXP5vnkhEF-sXdiIQeqRaG-Tpw9oyZb_0YH5G1VtNP80x5qpMqOpx_u5ejCxOjrhrBBWCYZgI5qFJsGkKXlEtEEUjwHQ8nclNsx4WUZU/s1600/shannons+baby+shower+cake.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711002106626557170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaQoYmQt7xqP6o8yZvyo3tztozq_z0s0gD7a8PXP5vnkhEF-sXdiIQeqRaG-Tpw9oyZb_0YH5G1VtNP80x5qpMqOpx_u5ejCxOjrhrBBWCYZgI5qFJsGkKXlEtEEUjwHQ8nclNsx4WUZU/s320/shannons+baby+shower+cake.jpg" /></a> Vanilla soft sponge cake with buttercream icing and french vanilla fondant<br />I used a soccer ball cake mold for the belly and 2 cupcakes for the boobs<br /></div>a.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678992506184194027noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876110504107877352.post-69295199989737104542012-02-15T14:17:00.003-05:002012-02-15T15:05:58.994-05:00Happy Valentines!<div align="center">I hope everyone had a great Valentines Day. I love this day of hearts, and love and kisses and NOT for the flowers, chocolates, teddies, or jewelry(do people actually get diamonds for V-day?)</div><br /><div align="center">I love this day because of the little Valentines cards that kids pass out at school, because of the pinks and reds, because of the little treats, because the world seems full of love(I wish it would last longer)<br /></div><br /><div align="center">My hubby and I don't really do much on Valentines day, except give little chocolates to the kiddies in our lives. We normally have a nice low key meal at home and do a little something special for each other, maybe a card or something small. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">I put this in hubby's lunch:</div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5I07AukA1oHshM9N5m3OZEdNbVXn9cCv9BHnApjwKToN-YH-FEJ_uy8Zs7hQ0xiOujiTEBR4QqM5XoDh8ZTru5xvr739NZwJsKTpfKh6ZvrbrOylpxtz3to3Xb4NexzGocutWplvA1BY/s1600/IMG00606-20120213-1614.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709444521301219570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5I07AukA1oHshM9N5m3OZEdNbVXn9cCv9BHnApjwKToN-YH-FEJ_uy8Zs7hQ0xiOujiTEBR4QqM5XoDh8ZTru5xvr739NZwJsKTpfKh6ZvrbrOylpxtz3to3Xb4NexzGocutWplvA1BY/s320/IMG00606-20120213-1614.jpg" /></a><br />Made these for dessert, yum!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipWlUl0h6DusH89NciLAuFhn1vfKPY4kch_d6wNRFg2SD7fq2ymr-Ja4P7rp7fZv0-SqzGhz0fvYYnNH5N-4i9uzpN4JHYPKU_uSLC4Yvlka4K02BP8GaV2yQwsn8gDJTYXLUElJugcuE/s1600/IMG00605-20120213-1612.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709444512993880562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipWlUl0h6DusH89NciLAuFhn1vfKPY4kch_d6wNRFg2SD7fq2ymr-Ja4P7rp7fZv0-SqzGhz0fvYYnNH5N-4i9uzpN4JHYPKU_uSLC4Yvlka4K02BP8GaV2yQwsn8gDJTYXLUElJugcuE/s320/IMG00605-20120213-1612.jpg" /></a>My husband bought me new New Balance sneakers when he was away, he did a great job picking them out, they fit great and are very nice.<br /><br />Saw this little questionnaire to complete about my love and I.<br /><br /><strong>1. How long have you and your significant other been together?</strong><br />We started dating the year I was in grade 12. Its been 9 since we first became more than friends.<br /><strong>2. How did you meet? {What’s your “love” story?}</strong><br />We meet in high school through mutual friends. I was actually dating one of his friends. We became close friends and hung out all the time. After a couple years of being friends and falling in love we started dating :)<br /><strong>3. If married, how long have you been married?</strong><br />We are married :D, 9 months now.<br /><strong>4. If you are married, where did you get married? Big or small wedding?</strong><br />We got married in the same church my parents were married in and that I was baptized in our home town. We had a medium size wedding with about 190 guests.<br /><strong>5. Do you have any nick-names that you call one another? Do share</strong><br />We call each other babe. I call him hun a lot and he calls me hunny bear or sugar tits, haha yup sugar tits.<br /><strong>6. Name 3 things you love most about your honey.</strong><br />I love how considerate he is. Of me, my firends and family and everyone around us.<br />I love how funny and witty he is. He alway makes me laugh and we fun together being silly.<br />I love how supportive my honey is in every aspect, he has always been my rock.<br /><strong>7.. Give us one piece of advice of keeping a relationship strong and full of love.</strong><br />Have fun! Enjoy each other, have fun with one another, act silly, laugh a lot and dont take each other to seriously.<br /><strong>8. Tell us one thing you’d like to do with your significant other one day. If you could do anything? Go anywhere?</strong><br />Travel to various places together. Rent a villa/cottage somewhere for a month in a new place.<br /><strong>9. Tell us what you plan on doing on this Valentine’s Day.</strong><br />What we did was have dinner(his fav.), had chocolate covered strawberries and went to a friends place, thats about it.<br /><strong>10. Show us a picture of what love means to you</strong><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN5igUYzUjVokob5o3cQW_glSRodXbcCSEzdifwMTyf8UGd4frEYmCRshEl_QKIsTZx9q3Yx1dymbaqEQ7iYm4DnVcd24cL-B_9ZIcEcwG0TfQjZVwK-V8foBEjP52uFDVsXIdoW7TA5I/s1600/kiss+from+rich.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709444532679865298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN5igUYzUjVokob5o3cQW_glSRodXbcCSEzdifwMTyf8UGd4frEYmCRshEl_QKIsTZx9q3Yx1dymbaqEQ7iYm4DnVcd24cL-B_9ZIcEcwG0TfQjZVwK-V8foBEjP52uFDVsXIdoW7TA5I/s320/kiss+from+rich.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>a.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678992506184194027noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876110504107877352.post-32156416162558005722012-02-11T11:08:00.002-05:002012-02-11T11:20:56.312-05:00Spending my weekend......<div align="center">I am spending my weekend.....</div><br /><div align="center">in bed and on the couch because I am sick. </div><br /><div align="center">I have had a head cold for a few days and then the flu hit me yesterday while at the grocery store. I had to leave all my stuff at the cash and run to the washroom to vommit. </div><br /><div align="center">Great, at least when i returned the cashier had everything done and I just had to pay and leave. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">I came home, called in sick to work, put my pjs on and stayed in bed. </div><br /><div align="center">After A LOT of sleep, I feel better this morning and have all the supplies to fight this sickness:</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5eZch-7YHjddcBu16Z2et8ZrQoiuGjrP2TLqT4CrT3VuSX59Mr6WUj0wYYCOnyzc4Wtj0ckV3ceihBhWnahWxg6dJlalSuEK-EtX6guyxNYmpFCMU8-Xv1SaLOm5-N9vWtyE1V4r-rHE/s1600/IMG00603-20120210-1444.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707911105066618098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5eZch-7YHjddcBu16Z2et8ZrQoiuGjrP2TLqT4CrT3VuSX59Mr6WUj0wYYCOnyzc4Wtj0ckV3ceihBhWnahWxg6dJlalSuEK-EtX6guyxNYmpFCMU8-Xv1SaLOm5-N9vWtyE1V4r-rHE/s400/IMG00603-20120210-1444.jpg" /></a> Now I'm snuggled on the couch watching movies and waiting for my hubby to get home from the States. Im going to attempt eating a piece of toast and pray Im back to normal in the next couple days.<br /><br /></div>a.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678992506184194027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876110504107877352.post-43521697255210699622012-02-02T13:45:00.003-05:002012-02-02T14:02:57.575-05:00A Beauty?<div align="center">This afternoon, I stopped at the coffee shop by my place. Figured a coffee and some Pinterest would be the perfect quiet afternoon. I didn't expect a free coffee :) </div><br /><div align="center">A guy with an accent was behind me in line and told me I was a beauty. Uh what? me? I was definitely taken back. It went like this:</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">dude with the accent: "Miss, I must say you are a beauty"</div><br /><div align="center">me: awkward "umm, thanks"</div><br /><div align="center">accent: "let me get your coffee" and he handed the money to the cashier.</div><br /><div align="center">me: turned to him "thank you" then i took my coffee</div><br /><div align="center">accent: "a beauty and obviously well taken care of" as he glanced at my rings and then he took his coffee and said "enjoy your day" </div><br /><div align="center">me: "you too"</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Was I actually being hit on? When was the last time that happened? My husband "hitting" or complimenting me doesnt count as being hit on. Perhaps he was just a nice strange man, but telling me I was a beauty. I most certainly do not consider myself a beauty. Pretty at times sure but not a beauty, or a beautiful woman. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Now my rings are another thing, they truly are a beautiful sight. My hubby did an amazing job and what these rings represent, well they just make them even more beautiful.</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUI62dWsamqKhyphenhyphenCJYz8syMfbGtz_L90G_piTzW4uirjo3-7GZX9hSBWDyHUn1kuuoRYVtf4C2MYryoEMilXb8ZSQj0lXWzGweInr9J55zoTPulzTkfqZZWpBeGTiaaLluoi9kLIC5KjqE/s1600/my+rings%2521.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704611459918277522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUI62dWsamqKhyphenhyphenCJYz8syMfbGtz_L90G_piTzW4uirjo3-7GZX9hSBWDyHUn1kuuoRYVtf4C2MYryoEMilXb8ZSQj0lXWzGweInr9J55zoTPulzTkfqZZWpBeGTiaaLluoi9kLIC5KjqE/s400/my+rings%2521.jpg" /></a> The man with the accent, this stranger was correct. I am very well taken care of by my husband in many ways, each and everyday.<br /><br /><div align="center"></div></div>a.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678992506184194027noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876110504107877352.post-12493512674539228172012-01-28T09:30:00.002-05:002012-01-28T09:57:08.121-05:00Start the morning off right....Yummmy!Slept in this morning...ahh it was nice. When I woke up my husband was making a less than healthy breakfast and I said No i didnt want any. Instead I tried a new recipe, here is how it turned out:<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrPP3nacarNLTHHFYH1V1Vq2dVnb3oJBfUTrpmm7T1YSXfYyr2YfT40wpE06uX1bZWnFyabWfdeazeN4kc5SkDfj8AFdxfnmebQojCxMzKGSI3AB5U1T25JoOCuSSlRGM89GBAOAB1ahc/s1600/IMG00576-20120128-1022.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702690997879303922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrPP3nacarNLTHHFYH1V1Vq2dVnb3oJBfUTrpmm7T1YSXfYyr2YfT40wpE06uX1bZWnFyabWfdeazeN4kc5SkDfj8AFdxfnmebQojCxMzKGSI3AB5U1T25JoOCuSSlRGM89GBAOAB1ahc/s320/IMG00576-20120128-1022.jpg" /></a>"Oatmeal" without the oats?! Yes thats right and it was goood! Topped with fresh strawberries and Liberte yogurt, delish. Check out the recipe below.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="left">Now im heading out for a morning walk to the local coffee shop and coming back home to enjoy my coffee with some Pinterest ;)</div><br /><br /><br /><div>“Oatmeal” Minus the Oats<br />Ingredients:<br />1/4 cup chopped walnuts<br />2 tbsp ground flaxseed<br />1 tsp ground cinnamon<br />1 banana, mashed<br />3/4 cup liquid egg whites (or 3 egg whites) *I used 2 egg whites*<br />1/4 cup unsweetened almond milk (add more if desired)<br />1/2 tsp vanilla extract<br />Directions:<br />Whisk together egg whites and almond milk and then stir in walnuts, ground flax, banana, vanilla extract, and cinnamon; blend well.<br />In a medium saucepan, warm the mixture on the stove, stirring frequently, until the “oatmeal” reaches the desired consistency; this should only take a few minutes.<br />Top with berries, nut butter, seeds, or whatever else your little heart desires</div>a.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678992506184194027noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876110504107877352.post-26416215949518662132012-01-24T15:03:00.002-05:002012-01-24T15:18:13.640-05:00Waking Up is Hard to Do<div align="center">How do you go from this?......</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGFFmNr4_7Gh0CRB2413W5Dy0MUsIhf0n5F_9jmHNxnqmK7wBFhXBvrat1rzCdos18Hc6UfREDsT9LaHcN20jD_TNzF5pZeItuGlFK3sGrYBTXVvEedDTGxjfDWepSqXxd8Tqt0RRU-fY/s1600/guestroom.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701293387268121810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGFFmNr4_7Gh0CRB2413W5Dy0MUsIhf0n5F_9jmHNxnqmK7wBFhXBvrat1rzCdos18Hc6UfREDsT9LaHcN20jD_TNzF5pZeItuGlFK3sGrYBTXVvEedDTGxjfDWepSqXxd8Tqt0RRU-fY/s320/guestroom.jpg" /></a> to this:</div><br /><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtLUvDsdtvkT7VONeSfzuQYUj-Rg_RTQ2p0TkUmgQJ6tZv9W8z__9ge0ykgBMiKzCe3__40X0zBtnkrQuGcEnB5CsP_nI3zX8ColwNXNgz5pmsai_Md0SUJcmaKAFTQph9ZGOYJHu6Fl0/s1600/bigstockphoto_morning_run_29393.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701293386399898866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtLUvDsdtvkT7VONeSfzuQYUj-Rg_RTQ2p0TkUmgQJ6tZv9W8z__9ge0ykgBMiKzCe3__40X0zBtnkrQuGcEnB5CsP_nI3zX8ColwNXNgz5pmsai_Md0SUJcmaKAFTQph9ZGOYJHu6Fl0/s320/bigstockphoto_morning_run_29393.jpg" /></a><br />Determination!<br />I find it difficult to get out of my nice comfy, warm bed with our oversized duvet and start my day early. But I am determine to do just that. I wanna jump up outta bed and not think about it before I change my mind to stay nice and cozy.<br /><br />If I work in the morning or not, I will be starting my days earlier. My husband starts his at 4:20am and sometimes even an hour earlier -gawd.<br />I used to enjoy the mornings and be a morning person and I will get back to that. I feel so much more productive when I start my day early.<br />Tomorrow morning I will be starting this trend.<br /><br />Do you have trouble getting out of bed some mornings?<br /><br /><br /><br /></div>a.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678992506184194027noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876110504107877352.post-31854599539699476752012-01-20T16:08:00.003-05:002012-01-20T16:24:50.259-05:00Girl talk<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSyGjElbqimgC-EBnoGW7gNBX_0U7ZTa8PPploDl4PZlfQlNT0oCgBc43Lde1wjtVZYMBmUjtppxhJpm9cMslXIxaiaq4gIaSks5Ksnxtxx0lWK8-lP2VAtLYCvVSN3wEOyVheX6WXsJc/s1600/cosmos-sex-and-the-city.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699825239592239330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSyGjElbqimgC-EBnoGW7gNBX_0U7ZTa8PPploDl4PZlfQlNT0oCgBc43Lde1wjtVZYMBmUjtppxhJpm9cMslXIxaiaq4gIaSks5Ksnxtxx0lWK8-lP2VAtLYCvVSN3wEOyVheX6WXsJc/s320/cosmos-sex-and-the-city.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div>A friend recently wrote a post about Sex and the City, who doesn't love that show? </div><br /><div>I know, i love the glamour of living in New York, the fashion complete with fab shoes, dating adventures, and time with girl friends. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I have watched the show for years and always tune in when its on tv. I love how all the girls are so different and the best of friends.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I am fortunate enough to have many girl friends including all my closest girlies in the sorority. </div><br /><div>We don't seem to be as glamorous but still have lots of fun and are about triple in size(at least). </div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>My close friends that live near me and that I went to High School with, still get together but not as often as the gals in Sex and the City seem too. But the other night s., b. and I all went out for dinner and im sure it was like watching Carrie and the girls with our conversation about our men, sex but with a lot of talk of children and babies. (b. has 3 beautiful kiddies under 7 yrs. old and s. has a toddler and one on the way!) </div><br /><div>Think Sex and the City with more kids and as in the movie when Samantha is in LA, well sadly we were missing one of our girls because she lives the big city life in Toronto. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>The 4 of us have many fond memories from years ago and all the many boys we dated, parties we attended and girl talks we had. Its always a great time when we get together. </div><br /><div>Cherish your girl friends and make time for them. </div>a.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678992506184194027noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876110504107877352.post-3469268938569421892012-01-16T14:10:00.005-05:002012-01-16T14:31:35.844-05:00Goals<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr1gTWFSroQOS40ArFnpAqusLX061elKh85k_ck1ST_9N9u_hYwr4sEYxv6IKDOFpKe-jNppe-Vkl6A2YtBBd3thnwGfhM90VazYrLssCqTDkDtDKAiLZ8-OZaTyll6mj5r5Q7tIVgkzg/s1600/5813975197_558b77aabe_o.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698311378675527362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr1gTWFSroQOS40ArFnpAqusLX061elKh85k_ck1ST_9N9u_hYwr4sEYxv6IKDOFpKe-jNppe-Vkl6A2YtBBd3thnwGfhM90VazYrLssCqTDkDtDKAiLZ8-OZaTyll6mj5r5Q7tIVgkzg/s200/5813975197_558b77aabe_o.jpg" /></a>New Years resolutions or goals....Have you made them? Plan to? I have but not because its the New Year, which most commonly happens as people say this year I will, this year I plan etc.<br /><br /><br /><div>I believe it is important to make goals all year round and as you accomplish goals to move forward to others. So whether you made some for 2012 or just to set goals, Go for it!</div><br /><br /><br /><div>I have just started collecting things for my <a href="http://toneitup.com/blog.php?Your-Vision-Boards-5098">goals board </a>(also known as visions board), its a great visual to help you keep in mind those goals you set and reasons why you set those goals to keep you motivated :)</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>My goals mostly center around health and fitness because this is the biggest area that needs to improve and I have goals for. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>So for my goals:</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Health & Fitness:</div><br /><div>- Eat clean, wholesome foods including more veggies and fruits</div><br /><div>- do something active everyday</div><br /><div>- work out 3-4 times per week</div><br /><div>- start running/learn to run</div><br /><div>- lose weight</div><br /><div>-do yoga 2-3 times per week</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Professional:</div><br /><div>- get my name out there at more schools</div><br /><div>- continue my education with French courses</div><br /><div>- create a resource lesson plan binder</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Life: </div><br /><div>- read 1(mininum) book per month</div><br /><div>- plan a date night every 2 weeks with my hubby</div><br /><div>- spend more time at the dog park with our baby girl Dakota</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>$</div><br /><div>- save for our vacation this summer</div><br /><div>- pay down debt significantly ($5,000 by the summer) </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>What are your goals?<br /></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6aYPVJEHRz-oX199ofcjcV72XMM9EJAosmv3V745aPbWwOhnDHkBRi-RdFER0CSA_K0yk5Qb9jz1FbMagY4Ch2OCDYEktCBbJHb7txFD0dFDH5USYn_fmtN012UTNZZsX3QBpQbJD0KE/s1600/942138_42006736-640x250.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 78px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698309612374565762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6aYPVJEHRz-oX199ofcjcV72XMM9EJAosmv3V745aPbWwOhnDHkBRi-RdFER0CSA_K0yk5Qb9jz1FbMagY4Ch2OCDYEktCBbJHb7txFD0dFDH5USYn_fmtN012UTNZZsX3QBpQbJD0KE/s200/942138_42006736-640x250.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>a.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678992506184194027noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876110504107877352.post-9833338906585976902012-01-11T10:58:00.004-05:002012-01-11T11:11:23.361-05:00VisitI just had a great week with my bestie v. and her adorable baby girl! They came to visit last Wed. and left yesterday :( It was soo nice to have them stay with the hubby and I because v. is one of our very best friends and we never got to spend much time with baby Chloe and she is already over 3 months old. Leaving away from your friends sucks.<br /><br />When they arrived with piles of stuff and bags of things (mostly the baby's -theres a lot of stuff that comes with such a tiny person) I was so excited! I couldnt wait to get my hands on that sweetheart of a little girl and snuggle her and smother her with kisses. I couldn't wait until I chatted with my best friend and got caught up on life.<br /><br />While they visited, we went shopping a couple times, hung out with some other mom friends and their little ones, made suppers, had my parents, grandma and others(from away) come visit v. and the baby, played Monopoly(sadly only once), watch tv, v. helped me discover Pinterest(danger!), washed bottles, made formula, had bath times, nap times and all of the joys of having a baby and just hung out and talked. Thats what I liked the most just hanging out, being with each other. Its nice having friends that you can just hang out with and even do your own thing and not have to talk but just be with each other. I will miss her and the baby girl very much. Can't wait for them to come back and visit and for us to go to the island :)a.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678992506184194027noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876110504107877352.post-70217688233079131692012-01-02T20:32:00.004-05:002012-01-02T20:49:09.855-05:00Cherish Every Moment<div align="center">Last week was an extremely hard week. I received news that one of my sorority sisters died in a car accident. I heard the tragic news but I didn't believe it, there was nothing on the news(yet) or on facebook. I was in shock, how could this possibly happen to someone so young. </div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">Then I read her obituary the next day. It was so difficult to see my friend and sorority sister's name saying that she had passed. </div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">It is tragic. </div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">I made my plans immediately to head up to her home town for the funeral, where another very close friend of mine was and having a difficult time dealing with the news, as they were best friends. </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">this amazing young women(a year younger than me) had such a wonderful personality and a zest for life that many should try to acheive. She was intelligent, genuine, funny and a true friend. We spent a lot of time togetehr when we were in the same city and attended the same university. She is my sister. She will be greatly missed by all of those whose hearts she touched in her short life. </div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbyHz8gBo_bP00aIWvOC2J-7i6zvotKljwJGohb-_UPyBlso7K8DvI5weSo52uYCnz4Xl8YA-NOZU7qzBhy9vciN9duan0B5Fj-2202oMWhAnojNItThmbPUHOeJhoGrFRfm7k0haclMY/s1600/399075_10150471918964247_503999246_9421673_1013770687_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693213274029839698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbyHz8gBo_bP00aIWvOC2J-7i6zvotKljwJGohb-_UPyBlso7K8DvI5weSo52uYCnz4Xl8YA-NOZU7qzBhy9vciN9duan0B5Fj-2202oMWhAnojNItThmbPUHOeJhoGrFRfm7k0haclMY/s200/399075_10150471918964247_503999246_9421673_1013770687_n.jpg" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">{some of my IBX sisters}<br /></span><br />Cherish all that life gives you, never take anything for granted and live life with a purpose. </div>a.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678992506184194027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876110504107877352.post-91876198262720125272011-12-10T18:46:00.003-05:002011-12-10T19:13:39.627-05:00Tis' the Season<div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="center">The wonder of Christmas can be seen in the eyes of children.</div><br /><p><br /></p><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN_kQLxbeZx16UXGGhmvilqysSfENhBPdKx8ACxn5XWlxhmA4lNZuIBKLCJeQjF_7CEpgHV7vzU8qVO8mhRke8IuKjcOnR91gIULaaGVfm3INadiCcTYBtZSQ0z0Ez3TlvXNaVJtOv92g/s1600/the-wonder-of-a-first-christmas.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684650442437290418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN_kQLxbeZx16UXGGhmvilqysSfENhBPdKx8ACxn5XWlxhmA4lNZuIBKLCJeQjF_7CEpgHV7vzU8qVO8mhRke8IuKjcOnR91gIULaaGVfm3INadiCcTYBtZSQ0z0Ez3TlvXNaVJtOv92g/s200/the-wonder-of-a-first-christmas.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">1. Wrapping paper or gift bags? </span><span style="color:#009900;">Wrapping paper! I really love choosing fun colourful paper for kids and nice christmas-ey paper for others</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">2. Real tree or Artificial? </span><span style="color:#009900;">REAL! We always had a real tree growing up and my husband and I have gone to a tree farm and tagged our tree and then return closer to Christmas to cut it down (just got yours today!)</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">3. When do you put up the tree? </span><span style="color:#009900;">its up now, usually 3 weeks before Christmas</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">4. When do you take the tree down? </span><span style="color:#009900;">After New Years Day </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">5. Do you like eggnog? </span><span style="color:#009900;">Love it, but can't drink it :( I have to make it myself with Soy milk </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">6. Favorite gift received as a child? </span><span style="color:#009900;">a stuffed bunny with a little frilly dress that my mom made me and each of my sisters </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">7. Do you have a nativity scene? </span><span style="color:#009900;">No but would love to get one, Christmas gift maybe?</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">8. Hardest person to buy for? </span><span style="color:#009900;">My in-laws</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">9. Easiest person to buy for? </span><span style="color:#009900;">My sister Mandy </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">10. Mail or email Christmas cards? </span><span style="color:#009900;">Mail, shh I'm only finishing them tonight</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">11. Worst Christmas gift you ever received? </span><span style="color:#009900;">a jacket/sweater thing that it not really me, worn it twice</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">12. Favorite Christmas Movie? </span><span style="color:#009900;">Santa Claus and the cartoon Grinch</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">13. When do you start shopping for Christmas? </span><span style="color:#009900;">early for some people if i see a gift i like, usually October</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">14. Ever recycled a Christmas present? </span><span style="color:#009900;">probrably</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">15. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas? </span><span style="color:#009900;">all the baked goods only around Christmas -gingerbread men, shortbreads, PB balls, cherry winks </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">16. Clear lights or colored on the tree? </span><span style="color:#009900;">depends on the decorations, we have multi-coloured</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">17. Favorite Christmas song? </span><span style="color:#009900;">hehe, all of them! I love Christmas music. </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">18. Travel at Christmas or stay home? </span><span style="color:#009900;">stay home and only travel in our town</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">19. Can you name all of Santa's reindeer? </span><span style="color:#009900;">most of the time I can, Prancer, Dasher, Dancer, Donner, Blitzen, Comet, Cupid, Vixen and Rudolph</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">20. Angel on the tree top or a star? </span><span style="color:#009900;">angel at my parents but Im thinking a start this year for us</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">21. Open the presents Christmas Eve or morning? </span><span style="color:#009900;">we open 1 on Christmas Eve (usually our jammies) and the rest early Christmas morning</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">22. Most annoying thing about this time of year? </span><span style="color:#009900;">people who are Grinches</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">23. Favorite ornament, theme, or color? </span><span style="color:#009900;">traditional Christmas reds and greens. </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">24. What do you want for Christmas this year?</span> <span style="color:#009900;">New shoes, clothes and a balance ball</span> </p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Questions from </span><a href="http://www.simplysunshineanddaisies.com/2011/12/24-christmas-questions.html"><span style="font-size:78%;">Simply Sunshine and Daisies<br /></span></a></p>a.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678992506184194027noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876110504107877352.post-63053688132955528242011-12-08T22:05:00.003-05:002011-12-08T22:29:03.725-05:00My Baby C.<div align="center">*<em> I refer to all of my friends babies as "my" babies but I dont have any of my own yet just friends who have wonderful bundles of joy and love. </em></div><br /><div align="center"><em></em></div><br /><div align="center">Baby C. - Chloe is my best friend v.'s baby girl </div><br /><div align="center">v. is over at <a href="http://live--your--life.blogspot.com/">The Best Days of your Life</a></div><br /><div align="center">I love this baby girl so much, from the first time I held her in my arms. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">I wasnt there when she was born :( even though I called and tried to get around the hospital rules. This is something I will always regret. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">When I first met her, my heart filled with love. </div><br /><div align="center">She is a sweet tiny baby girl (she will prob be small like her momma) and I am trilled to watch her grow. I wish we lived closer and that I could see her and v. more but I plan to be there for every big event in her life. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Sometime in the New Year they will be coming to visit me and my family (who love v. like she is our family) and I can not wait to show off my little niece to everyone. </div><br /><div align="center">I may not always have money to shower Chloe with gifts but I can ALWAYS shower her with love and that is more important. </div><br /><div align="center">I want to be as good an auntie as I possibly can!</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div>a.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678992506184194027noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876110504107877352.post-47028072061414213372011-11-29T15:39:00.002-05:002011-11-29T16:11:03.530-05:00How I have changed...<div align="center">Since changes are coming in other areas, I decided to look back to <strong>1 year ago</strong> from right now and where I was, and then look at <strong>where I am today. </strong>I took this from the fabulous v. over at <a href="http://live--your--life.blogspot.com/">The Best Days of Your Life</a> and adapted it to see where I was 1 year ago. </div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left"><strong>1 year ago - 2010:</strong></div><strong></strong><br /><strong>I was </strong>Ashley C.<br /><br /><strong>My age </strong>25<br /><br /><strong>I lived </strong>with my fiance, renting my grandfathers house<br /><br /><strong>Some of my obsessions were </strong>wedding planning for the day off, wedding parties etc. Christmas decorating and online shopping for gifts<br /><br /><strong>I really enjoyed </strong>just moving out of my parents, watching the kids and dog across the street play in the snow, skate on the hockey rink<br /><br /><strong>I was watching </strong>Man vs. Food (my fiances idea), Cake Boss, Greys'<br /><br /><strong>What made me happiest was </strong>being engaged to a wonderful man, wedding planning and details, crafty wedding things<br /><br /><strong>I really hated </strong>living too far out of town where my friends were, having to keep the house spotless because it was for sale and not mine.<br /><br /><strong>My excitement </strong>was the Wedding!<br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Today 2011:</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>I am </strong>Ashley P.<br /><br /><strong>My age is </strong>almost 26 and a half (eek!)<br /><br /><strong>I live </strong>with my husband in our own condo apartment<br /><br /><strong>Some of my obsessions are </strong>my babies! well not mine but my friends babies, Brody and Chloe and my friend B.s 3 kids and S. little girl and another on the way. Babies and kids everywhere and my hubby and I are auntie and uncle to all of them!<br /><br /><strong>I really enjoy </strong>shopping for kids, my French class (even when it doesnt seem like it), going to Chapters and getting a latte at Starbucks, making our house a home, receiving and looking at pics of ma babies.<br /><br /><strong>I'm</strong> <strong>currently watching </strong>Gossip Girl, Greys, Desperate Housewife, The Vampire Diaries, Dawson's Creek(when I'm making supper).<br /><br /><strong>What would make me happiest is </strong>getting a long term supply contract, supply teaching more, and being financial secure.<br /><br /><strong>I really hate </strong>that my best friends live away and I dont see them as much as I wish, the current situations for teachers in NB.<br /><br /><strong>My current excitement </strong>is Christmas parties every weekend until Christmas day! K. and her bf coming home in less than 2 weeks<br /><br /><strong>By the time I do this again in 4 months I hope </strong>someone reminds me to do this haha! to be a fitter, healthier me, start painting or scrapbooking more.<br /><br />Check out the original at<br /><a href="http://live--your--life.blogspot.com/"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 153px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680520305379566226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgplTLlYLiGyXY4NdyjnCwrIs57OKcm5eqD0cEqlRB3i34cdsDH9VhMJ2j90Wdd9KX10x5QQLRQ0rvLrTxh_WDRp52KeVU_eelnjTQ02NuMwVvnnrHgB5jUdbCGa9DEMYLExr4yoboCR48/s200/change.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div></div>a.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678992506184194027noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876110504107877352.post-26155708843736360152011-11-26T13:40:00.002-05:002011-11-26T13:57:55.915-05:00Changes ahead<div align="center">This morning, I went to watch my sister and friend run in the Miss Movember run here in our home town. I was at the finish line waiting for them to finish and felt a pinch of regret and sadness. I was suppose to run in another 5km but my doctor advise me not to because of the pressure on my knees and that I should lose 30lbs and then can consider running. </div><br /><div align="center">I have problem with my knees and it sucks and i twisted my ankle last month and the again this month I sprained my ankle and broke a bone in my foot, so I am having more problems. </div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyYjFxpvH3X04N3dDOyTq2NCG3Y6toDw2UNmO3ibgaYtfWJTDoTmSiw7DHloS-c2oyE-9GtSnYWnPXa8kUIjt6X7fRGwYoiEkb8qsDwgC-wlfysfMRCKGaoJWI22Xrb0Ip6h714g2B_tY/s1600/942138_42006736-640x250.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679376478138582802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyYjFxpvH3X04N3dDOyTq2NCG3Y6toDw2UNmO3ibgaYtfWJTDoTmSiw7DHloS-c2oyE-9GtSnYWnPXa8kUIjt6X7fRGwYoiEkb8qsDwgC-wlfysfMRCKGaoJWI22Xrb0Ip6h714g2B_tY/s320/942138_42006736-640x250.jpg" /></a> My goal is to run both races next fall and maybe one sooner. I have started with a dietician and personal trainer to lose weight and change my life. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Changes are ahead and for the better. I am commited to be a healthier, more active person for myself and my future.<br /><br /></div>a.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678992506184194027noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876110504107877352.post-5831325376216071062011-11-22T21:20:00.002-05:002011-11-22T21:32:18.786-05:00CouponingWhile watching Extreme Couponing on TLC, I was wondering how many people coupon.<br />It seems to be easier in the US than in Canada because we don't receive many coupons in the paper/flyers, but lots of people still use coupons.<br />Do you use coupons?<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRiV4tPkF92AyqN9HFWDhc63AQjpSSrP4NjgdFkLP03rIBEpq4IzZVIczSRfHssJBirUIT9fBTUXKntW4w3YtVyfLpvIgdaxRrI3QnQpI4SkQzerYpMd7637OoSgNwsdx6To4Aac6LCoU/s1600/extreme-couponing-logo.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 147px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678011008907876562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRiV4tPkF92AyqN9HFWDhc63AQjpSSrP4NjgdFkLP03rIBEpq4IzZVIczSRfHssJBirUIT9fBTUXKntW4w3YtVyfLpvIgdaxRrI3QnQpI4SkQzerYpMd7637OoSgNwsdx6To4Aac6LCoU/s320/extreme-couponing-logo.gif" /></a> I do! I have really just started using coupons and I think its great if you can save money but i could never see myself spending the hours upon hours couponing as they do on Extreme Couponing or the amount of stock they have. When something is on sale or I have coupons and we use that product alot then I may get a few but never 20 at a time. I sometimes wonder about the expiry dates and whether people on the show check for that.<br /><br />I use coupons because its not much work on my part. I have noticed that coupons are not available or perhaps just not common for healthier foods. The most common coupons I receive or use are for cleaning, health and beauty products. For food items, it is usually things like granola bars, puddings, crackers, cereals.<br />I'll continue to use coupons but will not start obsessing or devoted hours on end to it.a.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678992506184194027noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876110504107877352.post-54170346030724415522011-11-04T15:02:00.003-04:002011-11-04T15:07:55.790-04:00NO!NO! Its a simple 2 letter word but I often find myself thinking no but saying yes. Its like NO doesnt exist in my vocabulary and others take advantage of this.<br />There is a lot going on lately and I seem very busy. I have also been a bit cranky. I feel like I need a break, a break for myself. I'm always being asked to do stuff and for a favor that its like I am always doing everything for everyone else, whats left for me? So I have changed my attitude because I don't have to be in this position where theres little to nothing left for me, no time or energy to do soemthing. I have the control and I can say NO! Which I will be doing more often and not to be mean or self-ish but I think its become necessary. So those of you who are used to me being a push-over, expect to hear no. For some people, it will mean that they need to step up. I have heard family members say "oh go ask ash, she'll do it". Everyone assumes that I will. Most of the time I still probrably will but when I want to I will be saying NO!a.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678992506184194027noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876110504107877352.post-2097394659378914732011-10-20T15:52:00.003-04:002011-10-20T15:59:22.593-04:00Letting life happen<div align="center">My husband and I have decided that there is no reason to say we are waiting until we have this, do that etc. to start a family. </div><br /><div align="center">We are ready to be parents when the time comes. </div><br /><div align="center">I believe that we will be blessed with a baby when the time is right.</div><br /><div align="center">That could be sooner than later or in a couple years. </div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXnzIM7IXIirKQkSyl-uSE1UOonbcpZ6QARx6thdfksUEw_0Me8M3hIoJTlnf1JHcK2qhHFQOHY1dnw_zzdw7cdazAtxHHD7pmOmQjBJlUPJZdA3cqaiqt5Ey8nUYUErsWbj260XZ-o0A/s1600/pregnant_belly.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665665319204543762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXnzIM7IXIirKQkSyl-uSE1UOonbcpZ6QARx6thdfksUEw_0Me8M3hIoJTlnf1JHcK2qhHFQOHY1dnw_zzdw7cdazAtxHHD7pmOmQjBJlUPJZdA3cqaiqt5Ey8nUYUErsWbj260XZ-o0A/s320/pregnant_belly.jpg" /></a> We aren't "trying" but we aren't preventing...</div><br /><div align="center">We are letting life happen :)<br /><br /></div>a.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678992506184194027noreply@blogger.com3