tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47284229157078956962023-11-16T11:51:52.910-05:00East Coast TransplantThe story of Heather, Joe, Ava and Jackson and our East Coast adventure!Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.comBlogger106125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4728422915707895696.post-17116071429931475272009-05-19T16:54:00.001-04:002009-05-19T16:54:35.942-04:00This Blog Has Moved!Since Joe and I have been on the East Coast for almost a year now, we are no longer transplants! So, I have decided to start a NEW blog for our life going forward. So, please update your bookmarks!<br /><br />http://myfamilyandfur.blogspot.com/<br /><br />Thanks!Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4728422915707895696.post-9077088785860998922009-05-06T10:59:00.003-04:002009-05-06T11:04:04.606-04:00Neighborhood Family of GeeseIt's kind of hard to see in this picture, but there is a family of geese that live at our neighborhood lake and they are just TOO precious! I took Jackson for a walk this morning, and I had to stop and take their picture. The mom was pretty upset that I stood there with my furry beast. She was squawking at me like she was saying, "You wanna go? I don't care how big you are, if you come near my babies, it's ON b**ch!"<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdX3xVpJ1nd31npmzYw2GQ9uCyzKKGbC1fqoj3sWxc4wP4BvXKiaesAhOowswNpDAAXPszSQauHs7y3tDKpYaYyDYlLYAVIaxyLjew8iPB0CTx0vON2OGujSuxS6krP9URY-Fa9tCcCmB7/s1600-h/Geese.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdX3xVpJ1nd31npmzYw2GQ9uCyzKKGbC1fqoj3sWxc4wP4BvXKiaesAhOowswNpDAAXPszSQauHs7y3tDKpYaYyDYlLYAVIaxyLjew8iPB0CTx0vON2OGujSuxS6krP9URY-Fa9tCcCmB7/s400/Geese.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332725984321520242" border="0" /></a>The cutest thing is that they are always walking around as a family, and the little ones will be eating and as soon as someone approaches, the mom squawks and the babies coming running in. It's just so human like!Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4728422915707895696.post-32863199476900482302009-05-04T16:51:00.003-04:002009-05-04T16:55:17.480-04:00An UnEventful WeekendNot much to report about our weekend. It was a cold and rainy weekend, so we mostly just stayed in, cleaned the house, and hung out.<br /><br />We rented the movie "Blindness" and I had to get up in the middle of it and go to the bedroom to watch something happy because it was THAT bad. Joe stuck with it, thinking it had to get better, and was pretty much in a depression once it ended. Once again, it was THAT bad. Don't rent it.<br /><br />On Sunday, we had a friend over who owns an Italian Greyhound named Daisy. Ava and Daisy absolutely adore each other, so it was so fun to have the two of them together.<br /><br />Seriously, that's about it. Kind of a pointless post, I know. But there you go. :-)Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4728422915707895696.post-19137031441752783922009-05-01T11:32:00.002-04:002009-05-01T11:34:53.345-04:00Ava Wants Warm WeatherLast week, and especially last weekend, we had phenomenal weather. I'm talking in the 80s and 90s. It was awesome. Ava absolutely loved it! She even got excited to go outside and bask in the warmth. Well, this week has turned cold and rainy again and she is NOT happy.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWGgCN8koC7cAQnLGIqZ_XOY5-SUS-t9zCT6WM0eRreFWiYGy8f-48PJX92YFRcESa2-nMhuMGrTdQUPxSZIyEGbU4eveWaaCT66bzHIHRygaZOsmXKHgKh5HPIl3KWnVmITO1dZ98pOMy/s1600-h/Ava+Under+Covers.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWGgCN8koC7cAQnLGIqZ_XOY5-SUS-t9zCT6WM0eRreFWiYGy8f-48PJX92YFRcESa2-nMhuMGrTdQUPxSZIyEGbU4eveWaaCT66bzHIHRygaZOsmXKHgKh5HPIl3KWnVmITO1dZ98pOMy/s400/Ava+Under+Covers.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330879127795240114" border="0" /></a>She would like to ask Mother Nature for the warm weather back, please.Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4728422915707895696.post-56175282296130001562009-04-30T17:33:00.003-04:002009-04-30T17:47:45.567-04:00March of Dimes WalkI can't believe it's been 10 whole days since I've posted! It amazes me that it's already Thursday - last weekend and this week have been so busy that it just flew by.<br /><br />I thought I'd show you some pictures from the March of Dimes event Joe and I participated in last weekend with my company, Birthday in a Box. We had company shirts made up and a lot of people showed up, so we had a nice big group. Our team raised $1,830, and I just have to say THANK YOU to everyone who supported me. It really means a lot.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGFTqSWo8ldgUKkqlAnpWTAy4s3IoMcIK0U5w30vwQmhsX3svFbOonORDT_7augPMuZ-eweLEdTT7z3z0O9PEQm1FlaEswBASgfm0HVDLkELD8NNQnOLI-A67auvBPcjEcpgYYxBia8m6f/s1600-h/Walking+Through+It.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGFTqSWo8ldgUKkqlAnpWTAy4s3IoMcIK0U5w30vwQmhsX3svFbOonORDT_7augPMuZ-eweLEdTT7z3z0O9PEQm1FlaEswBASgfm0HVDLkELD8NNQnOLI-A67auvBPcjEcpgYYxBia8m6f/s400/Walking+Through+It.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330601447711808226" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs9lxf4rFkTVRRYuIrWZ4P6MfDeZZrmopFapCf5YSrlurd-dCl0Xeoc8Msm1jXlRTLL1ucgQSHra_bOatLhR4VE38eQ-HltcMVo5P7KM6wuVMhpTHnBP0KUwOdb5nxL2OtO99P4vf1G1VM/s1600-h/Team+Big+Group+Picture.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs9lxf4rFkTVRRYuIrWZ4P6MfDeZZrmopFapCf5YSrlurd-dCl0Xeoc8Msm1jXlRTLL1ucgQSHra_bOatLhR4VE38eQ-HltcMVo5P7KM6wuVMhpTHnBP0KUwOdb5nxL2OtO99P4vf1G1VM/s400/Team+Big+Group+Picture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330601444229182226" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd6WamefIxWqckKDqvB3uR9oZlnB25hEkMKXLwGlIJ7nY9vHsVZfYNnM0IDFpO9r6RvjyTjyLOwm2F_-1VQe4Wu4YZPnUuRY9OSB2y59dmAwjFlyZqByViT92JYRrYanCZ4myXB5bfZUGS/s1600-h/Half+Way.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd6WamefIxWqckKDqvB3uR9oZlnB25hEkMKXLwGlIJ7nY9vHsVZfYNnM0IDFpO9r6RvjyTjyLOwm2F_-1VQe4Wu4YZPnUuRY9OSB2y59dmAwjFlyZqByViT92JYRrYanCZ4myXB5bfZUGS/s400/Half+Way.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330601440784402114" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2CU_NXv5-9GRdOgJ8Ubbdfa9Djk4etDXtxhTp_jyWmWi1jQ290ylIKcls8SSkOPEik6IjPy6T82nzgR0Lwp4QglaA0GHWH_bd0Sn7Q-2qNCtdHI6nLf1D-g5MB-x6twwqzGTm4Cve6M7z/s1600-h/Crossing++Finish+Line...We+did+it%21.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2CU_NXv5-9GRdOgJ8Ubbdfa9Djk4etDXtxhTp_jyWmWi1jQ290ylIKcls8SSkOPEik6IjPy6T82nzgR0Lwp4QglaA0GHWH_bd0Sn7Q-2qNCtdHI6nLf1D-g5MB-x6twwqzGTm4Cve6M7z/s400/Crossing++Finish+Line...We+did+it%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330601442493446418" border="0" /></a>As you can see from my red face in the last picture, it was a super hot day! But we made it the full 4.1 miles, and it felt good. (If you are wondering, our shirts say "Shop Click Party" on the back - that is Birthday in a Box's slogan.)<br /><br />The rest of our weekend was spent doing dog transport. We got in two new rescues that needed to be taken to foster homes last weekend. So on Friday, Joe and I braved the rush hour traffice to take sweet Lili to her new foster home, and on Sunday, we drove 2 1/2 hours to pick up Lou and drive him to his new foster home.<br /><br />It was a hot, busy weekend, but full of good deeds!<br /><br />This week has just been crazy - Joe is writing his thesis AND seeing patients (yay!), I have TONS going on at work where I am just fried at the end of the day, Joe is developing his own website for his business (check it out - http://drjoechiro.wordpress.com), I am getting a lot of inquiries and releases through IG Rescue, Joe is trying to market himself by attending lots of after-work meetings and Chamber of Commerce events... you get the idea. Oh, and did I mention that we found a tick on Joe the other night?? Yes, it was horrible, but he got the gross little thing off of him eventually and has had no ill side effects.<br /><br />It's just been crazy, so again, sorry for the late posting. I'll try to do better. :-)Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4728422915707895696.post-32836342480924669572009-04-20T11:00:00.013-04:002009-04-20T16:14:20.611-04:00A Weekend for the DogsWhat a busy weekend!! We had a very fun and interesting weekend - all about the dogs. First, we got Jackson groomed for the first time in 8 months. We were not very good parents, and he had some big mats in his hair that had to be cut out. Luckily, he did really well with it, and is now our little brown bear again.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieGJs0PydtRuuVNWxejignXxNrlcGg0WcgmdXa0gXrz3cczQu7d7kHtE17H5Aj0-sQlakyVtQHDaMqS-Vq-2KlQrfmetePoudAitTaCyKPXnjcKEd6l764pk-__CqWb5Fu4EjYG82k17zM/s1600-h/Jackson+Cut2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieGJs0PydtRuuVNWxejignXxNrlcGg0WcgmdXa0gXrz3cczQu7d7kHtE17H5Aj0-sQlakyVtQHDaMqS-Vq-2KlQrfmetePoudAitTaCyKPXnjcKEd6l764pk-__CqWb5Fu4EjYG82k17zM/s400/Jackson+Cut2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326793291620758578" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitzoIv5HosoBG2VGafbWtTeTVEytSTm5MDAnbYhLN1FVf3bEVaAEdz1pzZGskvjS7SD8tfsB_AFYZg04r9gJ1EBKcganj9jGnN9cDrcCpuAtqCFgeMxRIBn9KDauS6eU409WJmRek7tCM0/s1600-h/Jackson+Cut1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitzoIv5HosoBG2VGafbWtTeTVEytSTm5MDAnbYhLN1FVf3bEVaAEdz1pzZGskvjS7SD8tfsB_AFYZg04r9gJ1EBKcganj9jGnN9cDrcCpuAtqCFgeMxRIBn9KDauS6eU409WJmRek7tCM0/s400/Jackson+Cut1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326793285892284082" border="0" /></a>(By the way, this is him with his new squeaky ball that his grandma got him for Easter. Wow - is it LOUD. I love how grandmas can pick out the most obnoxious toys that their granddogs will absolutely LOVE.)<br /></div><br />We also took the dogs to the vet last week, got them all checked out and updated on heartworm preventative and Lyme's Disease preventative, and left with a clean bill of health. Yay!<br /><br />Then, on Friday morning, we got a call from one of our friends in the local iggie group. They had a loss in the family and had to make a trip to Pennsylvania and they needed a last-minute dog sitter for their iggy. We of course said yes and Miss Brita was dropped off on Friday night.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNcUCmAawXaPZuI_JnYGk0fqwBVdYIh0vwFHWiFOEqwzoR0OMe_LX3z2ztf40r4eZuQv2RafI_rb8ngqRGCrtzdJkt4OxXnE2oecxDnTpIvGWyLtV1tcyhgIy1B4gIG_bLCnw1dxbou5S5/s1600-h/HPIM9308.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNcUCmAawXaPZuI_JnYGk0fqwBVdYIh0vwFHWiFOEqwzoR0OMe_LX3z2ztf40r4eZuQv2RafI_rb8ngqRGCrtzdJkt4OxXnE2oecxDnTpIvGWyLtV1tcyhgIy1B4gIG_bLCnw1dxbou5S5/s400/HPIM9308.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326792535269243570" border="0" /></a>She absolutely ADORES Joe. To the point where she refuses to be more than 6 inches away from him at all times. She slept either on him or next to him the entire time she was with us. It was so sweet, but I have to admit, I was a little jealous. I mean, I was taking damn good care of her, too! But she just didn't even acknowledge my existence. Sigh.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirjJ2onLKaiPic-r6qYF-uD8IUJL1dI1SzCdSj-0ptXYkAHocL0dgF2p6E5-ta-yxKq22PrUNJs7oJpCLqLlReDD0FVqc9UoNQ8wDLe2KWTTiexd6WDGvTHhuQHJoiwahFgvgnr5fDA3vI/s1600-h/HPIM9306.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirjJ2onLKaiPic-r6qYF-uD8IUJL1dI1SzCdSj-0ptXYkAHocL0dgF2p6E5-ta-yxKq22PrUNJs7oJpCLqLlReDD0FVqc9UoNQ8wDLe2KWTTiexd6WDGvTHhuQHJoiwahFgvgnr5fDA3vI/s400/HPIM9306.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326792528988819810" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivtDwD0hqrwUOwNX8lnJrWVWXd8eDBYvKXc4xc-x8e1PlR2ZT7gQxzvMyDcfd2QTuPUhoC_4s-vhHwOVJow0Z-ZQU3gKgknXa6C6Gc4zp3umB9UN3bZJOYBP8oy1VW-yepd9pLYmAJJ8Ya/s1600-h/HPIM9301.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivtDwD0hqrwUOwNX8lnJrWVWXd8eDBYvKXc4xc-x8e1PlR2ZT7gQxzvMyDcfd2QTuPUhoC_4s-vhHwOVJow0Z-ZQU3gKgknXa6C6Gc4zp3umB9UN3bZJOYBP8oy1VW-yepd9pLYmAJJ8Ya/s400/HPIM9301.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326792525839406626" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjrQEARISfuZ4zwb52cAwrrcY2OZcZCQRvOeD2Y3WFgkaGOkMCEj6c38Cynl7dklIyn-AcYkSMPjULKq_HORFwE3_DRQHmmbKBYPfQGQB7jG2DzKG62ksiNmn6FrJEiQu8VbEHCh18NySO/s1600-h/HPIM9274.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjrQEARISfuZ4zwb52cAwrrcY2OZcZCQRvOeD2Y3WFgkaGOkMCEj6c38Cynl7dklIyn-AcYkSMPjULKq_HORFwE3_DRQHmmbKBYPfQGQB7jG2DzKG62ksiNmn6FrJEiQu8VbEHCh18NySO/s400/HPIM9274.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326792523026903378" border="0" /></a>She had a bit of a tough time Friday night. She was anxious and every time she would hear the slightest sound, she would anxiously look at the door, hoping for her parents to come back. Poor girl.<br /><br />We had a playdate on Saturday, so we took all three dogs to that. They had a great time and it was such a beautiful day!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifZwLxMjOyFuMPnQDAQN2ef7rmsGqPZ7NzCWenuRqOqFEqaE_H3XxINA9Oi8gnTvbelaqyKkxrRTAhy_2PqGByyOeULvavLlW1tws4AWShaBU535Dyak0ZVeR6wYmjQvaVjQVr_V_heP1Q/s1600-h/New+Image.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 204px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifZwLxMjOyFuMPnQDAQN2ef7rmsGqPZ7NzCWenuRqOqFEqaE_H3XxINA9Oi8gnTvbelaqyKkxrRTAhy_2PqGByyOeULvavLlW1tws4AWShaBU535Dyak0ZVeR6wYmjQvaVjQVr_V_heP1Q/s400/New+Image.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326791909648788274" border="0" /></a>Headed to the playdate - both girls on my lap.<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6oCKlCj3lkto6FHhp36NASDoj_UydqJo-e1mJFyXhkq5PFzaWVLoYhq_ceuxB0_L-VQ-_PGh2AEbXIgA89gzOQDyMp_4JtuhuHQ39NoP-Ya4YDrV1eXTS5nxaYLN-Krj2J4KJnnPuXeV9/s1600-h/HPIM9299.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6oCKlCj3lkto6FHhp36NASDoj_UydqJo-e1mJFyXhkq5PFzaWVLoYhq_ceuxB0_L-VQ-_PGh2AEbXIgA89gzOQDyMp_4JtuhuHQ39NoP-Ya4YDrV1eXTS5nxaYLN-Krj2J4KJnnPuXeV9/s400/HPIM9299.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326790783118801346" border="0" /></a>Are we there yet?<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3LPlgdeSHguCgvZJF8ciMKuIj9ZxvR2qgkZT3i3Rdi_klLyWRY5HQbdBZNyAD_m3n5ap1YHhGiwYbjxFrV7B3WMK2-_6kPj2XbuqJVhE3mYGBclHdACVW6ZXPl36xhEzaLzMmijPCf4hm/s1600-h/puppy+playdates+059.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3LPlgdeSHguCgvZJF8ciMKuIj9ZxvR2qgkZT3i3Rdi_klLyWRY5HQbdBZNyAD_m3n5ap1YHhGiwYbjxFrV7B3WMK2-_6kPj2XbuqJVhE3mYGBclHdACVW6ZXPl36xhEzaLzMmijPCf4hm/s400/puppy+playdates+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326790779914277858" border="0" /></a>Brita playing with the other dogs, Ava wondering why she is forced to be outside.<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeFqQTZsFm-rOSPu4Ahl3FFL7hxUxCHb2H0N8S8gPV9OJyBPT2VdfSu0N7P3pKNxCsLYoi-JYI5gCEvdw7Vuz8rOtphK72YOrZTkoIRFihhSOrtitHHwD1RMT1IJ63ft39NSEuyzRqkNi-/s1600-h/HPIM9288.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeFqQTZsFm-rOSPu4Ahl3FFL7hxUxCHb2H0N8S8gPV9OJyBPT2VdfSu0N7P3pKNxCsLYoi-JYI5gCEvdw7Vuz8rOtphK72YOrZTkoIRFihhSOrtitHHwD1RMT1IJ63ft39NSEuyzRqkNi-/s400/HPIM9288.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326790776276270546" border="0" /></a>She is such a pretty girl!<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVsP90gbikfxjrFxchWmmMehIZ_02xUiqlvNc4u6F6ltpd4juaOLDwBL3O4YPZHry3iQal_uQLcuOYr5oFaAIsYsONbyAARFYg5hME-pduH6IBZHapfJZMaDNTjihnipi0Dj7XlsA9K_4m/s1600-h/HPIM9286.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVsP90gbikfxjrFxchWmmMehIZ_02xUiqlvNc4u6F6ltpd4juaOLDwBL3O4YPZHry3iQal_uQLcuOYr5oFaAIsYsONbyAARFYg5hME-pduH6IBZHapfJZMaDNTjihnipi0Dj7XlsA9K_4m/s400/HPIM9286.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326790774919374514" border="0" /></a>But not as pretty as this girl!<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2_LDjDz9DQNgsgVtom-oHE9y-btNwKKULaF0Y9BmkgPIkntlxh1WqeAD8IjEbt67LQ77YcbsEgvO0nz1uZG8CIy3NXiDuuiNoA0C9BkVwt_8dUVcvC8bqjDpW4xP1fZpJwTwh2TaOm9er/s1600-h/HPIM9284.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2_LDjDz9DQNgsgVtom-oHE9y-btNwKKULaF0Y9BmkgPIkntlxh1WqeAD8IjEbt67LQ77YcbsEgvO0nz1uZG8CIy3NXiDuuiNoA0C9BkVwt_8dUVcvC8bqjDpW4xP1fZpJwTwh2TaOm9er/s400/HPIM9284.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326790769903448082" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcWGEW-9gexijP3rxUZd0okflAKN1qOps10-LkdyBL9EjVHLWUivB7IKJlajpAOXVBnviSXyM61BujqIVbH3czubbt6cI6ZyVukQcxMGXNH2G3SpYKPAhuSgqrLoakoKz2JCvIHp4o728g/s1600-h/Tired+Dogs.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcWGEW-9gexijP3rxUZd0okflAKN1qOps10-LkdyBL9EjVHLWUivB7IKJlajpAOXVBnviSXyM61BujqIVbH3czubbt6cI6ZyVukQcxMGXNH2G3SpYKPAhuSgqrLoakoKz2JCvIHp4o728g/s400/Tired+Dogs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326791909696942098" border="0" /></a>Two completely tuckered out dogs on the way home!<br />(Sorry, no pics of Jackson. He was having so much fun and all over the place, and I couldn't get him to stay in one place long enough to get any shots! He did the lure course twice, and was a complete hit! He may have a future in agility!)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Brita went back home on Saturday night. She was very happy to see her parents and they reported back to us that she slept most of the day on Sunday.<br /><br />For us, Sunday was the March for the Animals in Baltimore! I want to thank everyone who donated to our walk. It was for a great cause and obviously something I'm passionate about. Unfortunately, we had to leave the dogs at home. Jackson still doesn't mesh well in a crowd and we felt bad leaving Jackson at home alone for so long, so we didn't take Ava either. But we had a great time talking to all the other dog owners and it was a nice day for a walk. Here are some of the walkers:<br /></div></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcPZAZhVdpdf_1DKM7ce-lY-sJjHT4H_ObuVVfanySjaHZVMFFw3qAIqou2NYnzYuxzITbQHRfER_ibbxg98skWZ217-KIcE1gvWNwxNF5FwjmLvsv6RQaYT2dJT4nBGyDfI3Nw1UwoWVP/s1600-h/HPIM9327.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcPZAZhVdpdf_1DKM7ce-lY-sJjHT4H_ObuVVfanySjaHZVMFFw3qAIqou2NYnzYuxzITbQHRfER_ibbxg98skWZ217-KIcE1gvWNwxNF5FwjmLvsv6RQaYT2dJT4nBGyDfI3Nw1UwoWVP/s400/HPIM9327.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326789187651852834" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZpXpPx_aJJGo7C9WvYp_bfhI1Fw5VQc7WPPmmug9JVwm_dU0fd1VNE2VKnWpsJV7n3TIm6MVZE85vgIzxGWMKcq3frJG9DhnboT31nIQgWxnumLqdKkDtPi6CuO0RNk14nfsuDZD45E7V/s1600-h/HPIM9316.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZpXpPx_aJJGo7C9WvYp_bfhI1Fw5VQc7WPPmmug9JVwm_dU0fd1VNE2VKnWpsJV7n3TIm6MVZE85vgIzxGWMKcq3frJG9DhnboT31nIQgWxnumLqdKkDtPi6CuO0RNk14nfsuDZD45E7V/s400/HPIM9316.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326789184717763330" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkrheHcJETJdUIatkEb3pX51zOiWsG1niGKNMY9ZTDsQlagelY3Bu0_MRumbJ24aQK5sgPR0mf0hjjiSzr8Nvpa_Vw8wh4OfEGrzfdqtRFy5c9mIy5Ks3HgDUBpjreETSoCCiIFkVHIQl1/s1600-h/HPIM9320.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkrheHcJETJdUIatkEb3pX51zOiWsG1niGKNMY9ZTDsQlagelY3Bu0_MRumbJ24aQK5sgPR0mf0hjjiSzr8Nvpa_Vw8wh4OfEGrzfdqtRFy5c9mIy5Ks3HgDUBpjreETSoCCiIFkVHIQl1/s400/HPIM9320.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326789178355893170" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi_RpN8T2E1KCkFS-7e79SDXUV3oN4H78lbdlP3xWBMiuHtP0bg924D8gd3vMkQ5GBLRWtmqYHm1hjBUw379WlsS5QLneumL0shE7MO-6JIKDCzf1-9VVODotzVeapind9LCfC2i4bQkt-/s1600-h/HPIM9310.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi_RpN8T2E1KCkFS-7e79SDXUV3oN4H78lbdlP3xWBMiuHtP0bg924D8gd3vMkQ5GBLRWtmqYHm1hjBUw379WlsS5QLneumL0shE7MO-6JIKDCzf1-9VVODotzVeapind9LCfC2i4bQkt-/s400/HPIM9310.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326789181548457666" border="0" /></a><br />So, as you can see, it was a busy, busy weekend, all for the dogs! Hope all of you out there had a great weekend too!Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4728422915707895696.post-12397077301670610312009-04-17T09:16:00.004-04:002009-04-17T10:24:56.610-04:00Joe's Trip to PortlandJoe took a trip back home to Portland over Easter weekend, and he had a great time! He was able to see all of his family, get caught up on everything, and eat lots of stuff he doesn't get around here - like steak!<br /><br />One of the people he was most excited to see was Marleigh. She is the daughter of Joe's great friends, Bryan and Kari. And boy, was Marliegh excited to see her Uncle Joe!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijYpz4mtwSJKZT6SQxguH4SaIlY12vw5Un1OVkZJJcXl-fcJ_OPbtezk_8L_IOLtGQMSO8Q1Y6tSbVYs4hltkCvZ6eqkUPffeoGwL3NzDXxBDcqluadL95dIghd4ome7Dzvfjhi22U1xG-/s1600-h/Portland5.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijYpz4mtwSJKZT6SQxguH4SaIlY12vw5Un1OVkZJJcXl-fcJ_OPbtezk_8L_IOLtGQMSO8Q1Y6tSbVYs4hltkCvZ6eqkUPffeoGwL3NzDXxBDcqluadL95dIghd4ome7Dzvfjhi22U1xG-/s400/Portland5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325649442021436866" border="0" /></a><br />It was also exciting because Bryan and Kari are expecting their second! Kari is due next month, as you can see by this picture. :-)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3X8D10KKJlRpPvHutdkYtLkHXrzovtNrkAzipEYmK_dPo1XNHdtnm2OL-zk1fpIBplqR3AELcHa4WzOuM2dQLtDDzc2xgZTr0b6otEhevuH5aBz4EDgZigx44OrY6EvSBFaiDeP2ZnsAR/s1600-h/Portland4.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3X8D10KKJlRpPvHutdkYtLkHXrzovtNrkAzipEYmK_dPo1XNHdtnm2OL-zk1fpIBplqR3AELcHa4WzOuM2dQLtDDzc2xgZTr0b6otEhevuH5aBz4EDgZigx44OrY6EvSBFaiDeP2ZnsAR/s400/Portland4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325649438372075266" border="0" /></a>Marleigh is convinced that there is a little sister in there, but Joe and I think it's going to be a boy.<br /><br />More pictures of the family:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTOyRntivj347IdZl4p32PGrSKPo_sfDeC9q9epoSYXfu3XOS1XAXZF4QmL2uf5pmrdo4ZK_e5yHz1-TBR_Cjgze9vwKZFkHXHvR4bGSdNoblXuoArbnX2zSY_ZB9uQZdEM3Jr5lbKNg77/s1600-h/Portland3.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTOyRntivj347IdZl4p32PGrSKPo_sfDeC9q9epoSYXfu3XOS1XAXZF4QmL2uf5pmrdo4ZK_e5yHz1-TBR_Cjgze9vwKZFkHXHvR4bGSdNoblXuoArbnX2zSY_ZB9uQZdEM3Jr5lbKNg77/s400/Portland3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325649435237954450" border="0" /></a>Joe's mom, Connie.<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdOm5N6pmDSs04ibnek98TQD6OKDVO4Qpf1WTjugCR3yTCUeZgdzaqtnw0IvfOHf9i6Y8SE1a3qfBi6yDgevieYL1FMjnrlsFDr-I442WDVES64TJd2p1itv6BkpMaYyei6XgnXwzL_wYx/s1600-h/Portland2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdOm5N6pmDSs04ibnek98TQD6OKDVO4Qpf1WTjugCR3yTCUeZgdzaqtnw0IvfOHf9i6Y8SE1a3qfBi6yDgevieYL1FMjnrlsFDr-I442WDVES64TJd2p1itv6BkpMaYyei6XgnXwzL_wYx/s400/Portland2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325649433519215554" border="0" /></a>Marleigh with Joe's neice, Samantha; her boyfriend Dalton (in yellow), and Joe's nephew, Zach. (Zach is playing rugby now and Joe got to go to one of his games. He got so enthralled in the sport that I'm a bit afraid he's going to want to start playing. And that game is brutal!!)<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOpeY4Qq0Gi_VUOIq4664jjRsnWPow0Eqplq5gIj4f9B0u7uO9OWN4rYPQiy4sJ10XTO6u_chAVY09eQfXVpZtRih6Jehas_rtLz4GE-lWrvT37NezxxhotW4rPtymNBhcjO95-KyQuXDo/s1600-h/Portland1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOpeY4Qq0Gi_VUOIq4664jjRsnWPow0Eqplq5gIj4f9B0u7uO9OWN4rYPQiy4sJ10XTO6u_chAVY09eQfXVpZtRih6Jehas_rtLz4GE-lWrvT37NezxxhotW4rPtymNBhcjO95-KyQuXDo/s400/Portland1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325649428479585522" border="0" /></a>Joe's Dad, Joe Sr., with the baby in the family, Roxy.<br /></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4728422915707895696.post-22957021008072780912009-04-13T11:56:00.009-04:002009-04-13T17:04:07.290-04:00Easter Weekend with my Darling DoggiesJoe was able to take a trip back home to Portland this last weekend, so I spent four days by myself. You know, it's amazing how used to someone you get after so many months. Joe and I have such a great routine, and we always have lots to talk about and lots to do together. There were times I was sitting on the couch, thinking, "okay, what should I do now?" And then I would look at the dogs, and they would be staring back at me, like, "what do we do now?"<br /><br />But I eventually got back to my independent self and ended up getting a lot of stuff done. And the dogs, for the most part, had a good time with their mom.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirloPv5d1kynT6XqblnD1UjrDWcACypBfYt1UhVUZ6h_M1khgo9icj21FZzsbjkigzMnsuUDQNtHUrLXmLf7oNPpgNi6Q1OTHy4IdAyiPTv7okYH3UzOLQz673gwvqhWPGQepGbiqg-bDn/s1600-h/Easter2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirloPv5d1kynT6XqblnD1UjrDWcACypBfYt1UhVUZ6h_M1khgo9icj21FZzsbjkigzMnsuUDQNtHUrLXmLf7oNPpgNi6Q1OTHy4IdAyiPTv7okYH3UzOLQz673gwvqhWPGQepGbiqg-bDn/s400/Easter2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324205762490906418" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3xuULQ9kf1tQ1UFWnEAUy5zwCX599r65pQmdswOECm9U7HWBWY2KFbLrllANDOqEbl4163sSDxhZuVv7_op6RWv-5_YoynBj7MWWeLa2G-t9AQEX4Pwf2t98zVZ1l5uM1B9xrYy2K_ZZv/s1600-h/Easter1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3xuULQ9kf1tQ1UFWnEAUy5zwCX599r65pQmdswOECm9U7HWBWY2KFbLrllANDOqEbl4163sSDxhZuVv7_op6RWv-5_YoynBj7MWWeLa2G-t9AQEX4Pwf2t98zVZ1l5uM1B9xrYy2K_ZZv/s400/Easter1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324205760740543970" border="0" /></a>Easter Sunday was a little weird, that's for sure. My family isn't religious by any means, but Easter was always another excuse to be together as a family. Lots of talking, eating, gaming, and just hanging out. And to not have that, and then not have Joe to try to re-create that with our little family, it was a little sad.<br /><br />So, I ended up taking the dogs to the dog park so we could at least have a little family time, just the three of us. Jackson loved it, Ava, not so much. (per usual)<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxJ0070XbyKysSNJIDHGVNrPxcE33K4WwR1bhCUZU41BdWkJdRRQQXqOg2C-eYNE1n-uzZrPyZEK1ZA0lFZ0A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxA64MQMlR587U91Mm7o48_dJCIqHG0SAb-lpobdUoh6cc2vV_t_kxLoMSMyQ7zGbdpB8GWI-POu4kr3UkiSA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /></div><br />I then headed down to D.C. to have lunch with Stuart, who luckily was still in town. We had a fabulous vegan lunch and then had mimosas at a nice little bar in Dupont Circle. It was a nice day, so we walked around town for a while too.<br /><br />Then I hopped the Metro back home so I could video-conference with my family. Got to see everyone and even though I wasn't there, it was nice to at least be a part of the festivities.<br /><br />Joe comes home tonight, and I think all three of us are going to be happy to have him home. Two trips apart have made us realize how excited we are about our next trip - together!<br /><br />Hope you all had a great Easter weekend!Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4728422915707895696.post-2378802210622648892009-04-10T11:17:00.004-04:002009-04-10T11:23:41.620-04:00I Went Purple for MaddiePurple is a significant color for Maddie's family, so in honor of her, I have changed my background color to purple.<br /><br />To find out more about Maddie and her family, please visit these pages:<br /><a href="http://www.marchformaddie.com">www.marchformaddie.com</a><br /><a href="http://undomesticdiva.typepad.com/undomestic_diva/2009/04/march-for-maddie.html">http://undomesticdiva.typepad.com</a><br /><br />And PLEASE - help me reach my goal for March of Dimes by clicking on the banner on the left!<br /><br />Thank you!<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OXApoaUc22M&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OXApoaUc22M&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4728422915707895696.post-66412359130939416042009-04-08T15:17:00.012-04:002009-04-08T18:51:06.961-04:00Madeline Alice Spohr<div style="text-align: center;">Madeline Alice Spohr</div><div style="text-align: center;">November 11, 2007 - April 7, 2009</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz7tQu3t7W06BeYkBRcqd0lQ6HyPR9WV0VeWFlW-ogIg4apdNl_zb1VyC5BhREPEWDU7r7f0XUKz9CfKz1axw69JckTG0gqnULVlpyzfCiGkF5Dk5TOgha8SWAsBH57tdywHhgE3Q7WLGr/s1600-h/3067769654_60812aba29.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz7tQu3t7W06BeYkBRcqd0lQ6HyPR9WV0VeWFlW-ogIg4apdNl_zb1VyC5BhREPEWDU7r7f0XUKz9CfKz1axw69JckTG0gqnULVlpyzfCiGkF5Dk5TOgha8SWAsBH57tdywHhgE3Q7WLGr/s400/3067769654_60812aba29.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322456674125686962" /></a><br />I didn't know her. I haven't even really been following her story for very long. But today I found out she passed away and it totally broke my heart.<br /><br />It's one of those things where you follow someone online and feel like you start to get to know them. Currently, for whatever reason, whether it's my job or my age, I've loved to read about other people's mothering experiences. When I came across the Spohr's page, it was such a heartbreaking, yet heartwarming, story, and it sucked me in. Heartbreaking because of Maddie's struggle, and heartwarming because she made it.<div><br /></div><div>What I learned was that Maddie was born prematurely, and spent several months in the ICU. Once she was released, she still had lots of medical difficulties due to her early arrival, and was in and out of the hospitals dealing with it all. "Raising a baby... and insurance premiums" was the blog's catchphrase, capturing the good humor the family had about their struggles. Through it all, Maddie fought, and was a sweet, charming, and absolutely beautiful little girl.<br /><br />I woke up this morning, logged into <a href="http://www.twitter.com/">Twitter</a>, and learned that Maddie passed away overnight. I was shocked, and as I said, even though I didn't know her, it really shook me up.<br /><br />Their website - www.thespohrsaremultiplying.com - is down because the site can't handle all the traffic. But Maddie's mother, Heather, chronicled her pregnancy, and Maddie's life, and now death, on that blog. But you can read about them on another blogger's site <a href="http://amomtwoboys.com/for-maddie/">here </a>and also read all the posts others have written about this sweet little girl.<br /><br />I am walking in the March of Dimes' March for Babies on April 25. Until today, I didn't have much passion around it. I supported the cause, and was happy to join my fellow colleagues to walk, but I had never been exposed to a story that really spoke to the cause before.<br /><br />Now I have, and I am renewing my efforts. I plan to walk in honor of Maddie, and I'm upping my goal from $100 to $200. I want to do this for her, and you need to help me. Please, if you can give just a few dollars, I would be appreciative. You can donate directly on my page by clicking on the link to the left, or clicking <a href="http://www.marchforbabies.org/personal_page.asp?w=81012133&u=HeatherReynolds&bt=2">here</a>. I have 17 days, and I know I can do it!<br /><br />I also have March of Dimes bracelets for sale - $2 each. All sales go directly to my account, and you will have something that will remind you of your donation, and of Maddie's story.<br /><br />If you would rather donate directly to Maddie's March of Dimes page, you can do so <a href="http://www.marchforbabies.org/personal_page.asp?w=131032674&u=marchformaddie&bt=8">here </a>. A <a href="https://www.paypal.com/us/">PayPal </a>account has also been set up to assist Maddie's parents, Heather and Mike, with any upcoming expenses. You can donate by sending money, via PayPal, to formaddie@hotmomreviews.com.</div><div><br /></div><div>For those of you who have already donated to me, another HUGE thank you to you. It means even more to me now.<br /><br />For those of you who can't donate money, then please donate good energy, and send it the Spohr's way. Thank you.<br /></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4728422915707895696.post-54113021430635335062009-04-05T15:54:00.002-04:002009-04-05T16:02:35.780-04:00Update on Dr. Joe<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYb7IyrVkofBu3H7NSUrlAyxcg8kNeYk_JFYNhOSHw1HOBkfAY97UMLD5ncZUI9m2q6Aw1KLR9FZ2xojTgU0ftBZrd97CMSJW5xR4FzfSlgPZdViRX-lsgr7TSSq6tLft9rV8QNAeMpw82/s1600-h/cp1_0322091039.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYb7IyrVkofBu3H7NSUrlAyxcg8kNeYk_JFYNhOSHw1HOBkfAY97UMLD5ncZUI9m2q6Aw1KLR9FZ2xojTgU0ftBZrd97CMSJW5xR4FzfSlgPZdViRX-lsgr7TSSq6tLft9rV8QNAeMpw82/s400/cp1_0322091039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321300065494459906" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Joe with his new computer!</div><div><br /></div><div>So, Joe has had some exciting things going on and I wanted to make sure everyone knew about it! First, he scheduled a time with a gym next to his office for him to come in and offer free chair massage for their clients. This was a couple of weeks ago and he saw a few people during his time there. He sent them follow-up letters, and one of those people called and made an appointment to see him! As most of you know, he's been treating a friend of ours a couple times in the office, which has been so great to get him back in the game, but this is his first patient he actually brought in from his own marketing!<div><br /></div><div>He also came up with an idea to send all the schools in the Alexandria area a letter, offering to come in and do chair massage for the teachers. Well, it just so happens that teacher appreciation week is coming up, so THREE schools called back and accepted his offer!</div><div><br /></div><div>And to top it all off, he bought a booth at the Red Cross Festival in June - which everyone has said is the best place to generate business. It will be all him, for two days, offering chair massage.</div><div><br /></div><div>Such great stuff on his calendar, and it was all from his marketing ideas! He feels so great actually doing these things for him, as opposed to bringing patients in for someone else.</div><div><br /></div><div>Everything is falling into place. :-) Hope everyone else is doing well too.</div></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4728422915707895696.post-70398298428298449842009-03-30T13:15:00.005-04:002009-03-30T13:28:05.128-04:00I'm Back!So, there are a very select few of you who actually read this on a daily basis who have been extremely unhappy because of the lack of new posts. I have been soooo sick the last week and a half (basically ever since I came back from Wenatchee) and have barely made it to work, home, and in bed - let alone anything else. But, you'll be happy to know I'm back and feeling sooo much better, so get ready for some new stuff.<br /><br />This last weekend was the start of the Cherry Blossom Festival in D.C. Because I was finally feeling up to going out, Joe and I met Stuart downtown and we walked through the cherry blossoms to the Jefferson Memorial and watched some of the stage shows that were going on.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaY6tW4vy1wFq-UBYQObMoxhRoMQZZ-5cEUUHPHEhUTDSfcGmWUeCSY14LvWwk1InbJa7zx4XX2VKxSC64RjP0uDo3jl9BY7P5pg4hzh0IHhb4qRJcA0gIbEMs_XeHmviAfCf3skT2dK4U/s1600-h/CherryBlossom1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaY6tW4vy1wFq-UBYQObMoxhRoMQZZ-5cEUUHPHEhUTDSfcGmWUeCSY14LvWwk1InbJa7zx4XX2VKxSC64RjP0uDo3jl9BY7P5pg4hzh0IHhb4qRJcA0gIbEMs_XeHmviAfCf3skT2dK4U/s400/CherryBlossom1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319033145238069490" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxKlWVdIMpyD39RDTMYFdN7_4yPrJgWnHT6UGd73P6zHHgVKgbxb1xSbxJY4M12NrHroW2eVXgC9cohmkGITJ5NPmLtzQsvEG2ExpZEkqNo7tria0623W-Havhu3uDQ4sKXwCXnoIIK0l1/s1600-h/CherryBlossom6.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxKlWVdIMpyD39RDTMYFdN7_4yPrJgWnHT6UGd73P6zHHgVKgbxb1xSbxJY4M12NrHroW2eVXgC9cohmkGITJ5NPmLtzQsvEG2ExpZEkqNo7tria0623W-Havhu3uDQ4sKXwCXnoIIK0l1/s400/CherryBlossom6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319032234817418370" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTZXLkGRqjBG_sb3wGJDAkDLotBDLAI_NUnt1oCZn9xVWumRGlXCFoqIgFlGIDijjy83zhGenMoUmIjOkY9tWF2ovEOlCeSpE2h9gkDYKZYHLMixHambduYt8PH8HRaq_7oywfl1knCYRp/s1600-h/CherryBlossom5.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTZXLkGRqjBG_sb3wGJDAkDLotBDLAI_NUnt1oCZn9xVWumRGlXCFoqIgFlGIDijjy83zhGenMoUmIjOkY9tWF2ovEOlCeSpE2h9gkDYKZYHLMixHambduYt8PH8HRaq_7oywfl1knCYRp/s400/CherryBlossom5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319032223616907922" border="0" /></a>It ended up being really warm that day, and both Joe and I got sunburns on our heads (because we happen to be the palest two people in the history of the world) but it was so nice to be outside in nice weather.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhluvcmVF80JYfF3MQi99xNtkLZHyU53jl1Y-K9bJkMTaIIeVIgd8TO360rwwovhQI8-gXJhj1R-0I4ixw_lOfp8uPunBTzLuQxVHh_1DmkbRCvCw2WjGbGDNPGIDCK-OAW59JrgEwrEfgo/s1600-h/CherryBlossom4.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhluvcmVF80JYfF3MQi99xNtkLZHyU53jl1Y-K9bJkMTaIIeVIgd8TO360rwwovhQI8-gXJhj1R-0I4ixw_lOfp8uPunBTzLuQxVHh_1DmkbRCvCw2WjGbGDNPGIDCK-OAW59JrgEwrEfgo/s400/CherryBlossom4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319031796727734130" border="0" /></a><br />I thought these were such great photos - this is Stuart showing off his artist ability:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiEoKMD2AJhoFA90ArC-dLcD-5GDxHGS1mCycwBqP-R4eAfRlkcImiHXDMVlb8184sfchBrhZK5RyKIrdLqWCEr5xmGksjUrKR5AnSSgCacKPXGV-KTZqNbSd37NpN7szA-F-vptPTWG_g/s1600-h/CherryBlossom3.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiEoKMD2AJhoFA90ArC-dLcD-5GDxHGS1mCycwBqP-R4eAfRlkcImiHXDMVlb8184sfchBrhZK5RyKIrdLqWCEr5xmGksjUrKR5AnSSgCacKPXGV-KTZqNbSd37NpN7szA-F-vptPTWG_g/s400/CherryBlossom3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319031791664587714" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9O8LyCdkEw9D4mYcQ6kRxihPpzg66-aQ3lBBH_pP0kzYe-Kwu1zjijVBZGpERTzI6c_idqZKOTYDVU02BroHJKSEXX-IGKe4sa2Cfx4wk1W_N4Oxsc1Rktro0MVaYIipFNAfuMpSzN7lL/s1600-h/CherryBlossom2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9O8LyCdkEw9D4mYcQ6kRxihPpzg66-aQ3lBBH_pP0kzYe-Kwu1zjijVBZGpERTzI6c_idqZKOTYDVU02BroHJKSEXX-IGKe4sa2Cfx4wk1W_N4Oxsc1Rktro0MVaYIipFNAfuMpSzN7lL/s400/CherryBlossom2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319031784518319122" border="0" /></a><br />Along with our fabulous day out in D.C., we also found out some very exciting news this weekend! Joe's cousin, Malinda, got engaged to her boyfriend, Quentin! Congratulations Malinda!!Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4728422915707895696.post-21933374938874979302009-03-19T16:58:00.003-04:002009-03-19T17:01:12.413-04:00Happy St. Patrick's Day!I know this is late, but I just wanted to say Happy St. Patrick's Day! I had my traditional green beer, and Joe made me green mashed potatoes to accompany our burgers and green beans. We had green-frosted cupcakes for dessert. So fun!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBTddoHzG7q03hL73mfLUD23sNzz4wU63_OdYcFIyHP1mhU-rWR1XpqfOzB7KkPiDNRm9unkhcG79yQ3-gB9TyMA7cmS2VEU1M-lgYXzhgC_mTecfROZpNZD9tmqgjZjOIdKvpqqlKL50p/s1600-h/HPIM9215.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBTddoHzG7q03hL73mfLUD23sNzz4wU63_OdYcFIyHP1mhU-rWR1XpqfOzB7KkPiDNRm9unkhcG79yQ3-gB9TyMA7cmS2VEU1M-lgYXzhgC_mTecfROZpNZD9tmqgjZjOIdKvpqqlKL50p/s400/HPIM9215.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315006365475988450" border="0" /></a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4728422915707895696.post-72121657604926777372009-03-18T11:55:00.006-04:002009-03-18T12:12:48.196-04:00Weekend Trip to Wenatchee - Part IIMore Pictures!!<br /><br />Here I am holding beautiful Miss Ava Marie, my cousin's new baby girl, who is 4 days older than Mason, who my mom is holding. Ava is so beautiful and so much littler than Mason - it was so much fun meeting her!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9cNqdaHO5FGqOfBEk_4rbYXmYltgifcD8mLEtw3yd2g7YTTc9lnaptjHI7qYI0jYhx9DFdlRD5sILu1spLy3tes0jxEVe08uWdgpbb5dmOaND-BWUJM4mlT1i0peWtRQ0qpQuLJF1XTzl/s1600-h/Me+%26+Mom+with+Babies.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9cNqdaHO5FGqOfBEk_4rbYXmYltgifcD8mLEtw3yd2g7YTTc9lnaptjHI7qYI0jYhx9DFdlRD5sILu1spLy3tes0jxEVe08uWdgpbb5dmOaND-BWUJM4mlT1i0peWtRQ0qpQuLJF1XTzl/s400/Me+%26+Mom+with+Babies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314561021361178738" border="0" /></a><br />Here are the moms with their beautiful babies. My niece, Kaylie, with Mason on the left; my cousin's wife Christina, with Ava, on the right.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOYU2OMmH1YSr3yLB8aV5i-1NQhxOQu4l733eW_xwz9Ii4-LhUQDYta8iFR6IjTxSDkI4_PO9u7cMf2Or5GmrpqgE4w8tY5mRyDvfHAJYtMddXz8CYzCyvWJw67kAbgKVIbDiMHa9QZYwy/s1600-h/Moms+with+Babies.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOYU2OMmH1YSr3yLB8aV5i-1NQhxOQu4l733eW_xwz9Ii4-LhUQDYta8iFR6IjTxSDkI4_PO9u7cMf2Or5GmrpqgE4w8tY5mRyDvfHAJYtMddXz8CYzCyvWJw67kAbgKVIbDiMHa9QZYwy/s400/Moms+with+Babies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314558029607515762" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;">My whole crazy family who met me for dinner at my favorite restaurant the night I flew into town:<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBZPfGeWANZOe_CMMzElQm6lCoRCOPhTPvhZQqs16cUCbNhSHxAw_FgdxEtQokC3EhJ39bOOfruxvCl3aDD-jErwKNaVGqZFIDO73fzZECpduTaBND1Urur-ev1U9gltooom8Q1IjjCN_o/s1600-h/Whole+Family+at+Wok.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBZPfGeWANZOe_CMMzElQm6lCoRCOPhTPvhZQqs16cUCbNhSHxAw_FgdxEtQokC3EhJ39bOOfruxvCl3aDD-jErwKNaVGqZFIDO73fzZECpduTaBND1Urur-ev1U9gltooom8Q1IjjCN_o/s400/Whole+Family+at+Wok.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314557491569833842" border="0" /></a>(The Wok A Bout Grill in Wenatchee, is literally my favorite restaurant in the world. If you ever find yourself in Wenatchee, go there - you will love it!)<br /><br />Here are the dads, with their babies. Nathan, my niece's boyfriend, with Mason, on the left; and my cousin Dustin, with Ava, on the right.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvawMopOJE4uM6iCJPC1_bdU7IV-RYUFTMy0PVKfzIingLp16-MTuQ0HZ9cvQAfk2M0N360m-QorhNPVk1sUgzpvBxPL7QaXYNyB_uqNB_aJrK7Ro7jwIKTyCz9NO8b3mH_84r8CQxennr/s1600-h/Dads+with+Babies.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvawMopOJE4uM6iCJPC1_bdU7IV-RYUFTMy0PVKfzIingLp16-MTuQ0HZ9cvQAfk2M0N360m-QorhNPVk1sUgzpvBxPL7QaXYNyB_uqNB_aJrK7Ro7jwIKTyCz9NO8b3mH_84r8CQxennr/s400/Dads+with+Babies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314557488669018818" border="0" /></a><br />Cousins holding cousins!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQm414drH2xPDaM5J2UkfBD7-YCFLo6HpZgmZl6sM8Cg9EDAzxBejdMO9AaqvwFqqmt_TaVgqe1v0vfg29L6WC-LE5TImYsT_qalJ1mCii6vwcCz9ghTpU8sQRsd-iYq38RVP1GxMwfUvr/s1600-h/Cousins+with+Cousins.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQm414drH2xPDaM5J2UkfBD7-YCFLo6HpZgmZl6sM8Cg9EDAzxBejdMO9AaqvwFqqmt_TaVgqe1v0vfg29L6WC-LE5TImYsT_qalJ1mCii6vwcCz9ghTpU8sQRsd-iYq38RVP1GxMwfUvr/s400/Cousins+with+Cousins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314557485058960434" border="0" /></a><br />Seriously, do they not just melt your heart?? I wonder what they will grow up to be - do we have a future engineer, pilot, teacher, rock star, artist, actor, or veterinarian on our hands? It's going to be SO much fun watching them grow and seeing who they become.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf1AqygudvmIjrC4TlyYim52-jd9ToYUktoe_nQeuHA4caYGHvMYN82PuVZlusUOK4Am1vroq9NpyzPc-SjXPI7Oqr-Sy83uhW69eozmICNvgNXeyHQnmBSRuOVZzky5HXc1GoqQ7IQjyr/s1600-h/Babies.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf1AqygudvmIjrC4TlyYim52-jd9ToYUktoe_nQeuHA4caYGHvMYN82PuVZlusUOK4Am1vroq9NpyzPc-SjXPI7Oqr-Sy83uhW69eozmICNvgNXeyHQnmBSRuOVZzky5HXc1GoqQ7IQjyr/s400/Babies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314557476744103762" border="0" /></a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4728422915707895696.post-14726259619205839412009-03-17T19:39:00.009-04:002009-03-17T20:18:30.456-04:00Weekend Trip to Wenatchee<div>I had a fun, crazy, whirl-wind weekend! I caught a plane at 6:30 a.m. Friday morning to Seattle. I had to be up at 4:00 a.m., so it was not a pleasant experience. But, it was worth it, because I was taking a trip to visit family. I grew up in Wenatchee, Wash., and most of my family sti</div><div>ll lives there. My mom picked me up from Seatac Airport and after a quick stop to visit a good friend of mine, we headed to Wenatchee.</div><div><br /></div><div>Most of the reason I decided to take this super-quick trip home, was to see my niece and her brand-new baby boy Mason. I couldn't bear the fact that I wouldn't meet this newest member of our family until Christmas - so I made the trip.</div><div><br /></div><div>Here is the family:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmBJJjdKzV2837sQxvK-XlpozmVXY6-i8XRN1_piT31ptbo9669nlTG3Oymhx4nBGadV1ip8nErH4MOS4T3_CkYGPax1dxQkpBHJiyK1kHSmTLjkzMeshyUv3aP5x2POsqCEW6qTbfu3G8/s1600-h/HPIM9208.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmBJJjdKzV2837sQxvK-XlpozmVXY6-i8XRN1_piT31ptbo9669nlTG3Oymhx4nBGadV1ip8nErH4MOS4T3_CkYGPax1dxQkpBHJiyK1kHSmTLjkzMeshyUv3aP5x2POsqCEW6qTbfu3G8/s400/HPIM9208.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314307456245403186" /></a><br /><div>My beautiful niece, Kaylie, and her boyfriend, Nathan, are raising this precious, perfect bundle of joy. Mason is such a good baby, so handsome and sweet, so they are definitely doing something right!<br /><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAAvsiJKdAPt0D0eYh-gRaYJ6AxCFq253Avg_lAgNrUyc8B1Bq_Xg9MPb1ZmxOZOhqtZ1UvjBC9gV3auxNdP5winAqXHpZIQXFJ363im6VAJmlkH5yeEHhPeOWz7J-91BToHxl4Gq_ezYm/s1600-h/HPIM9191.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAAvsiJKdAPt0D0eYh-gRaYJ6AxCFq253Avg_lAgNrUyc8B1Bq_Xg9MPb1ZmxOZOhqtZ1UvjBC9gV3auxNdP5winAqXHpZIQXFJ363im6VAJmlkH5yeEHhPeOWz7J-91BToHxl4Gq_ezYm/s400/HPIM9191.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314307272281484850" /></a><br /></div><div>Seriously, how cute is this child??</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5j27qWeH9tqpedTZGWVNin3uu6qF7lN1-F_hd3uAh7Rp5dKbVdrJmI5GaRHwQnRczTp8HjLR0mV81J_NKohFakl15-rz2J_OEMyIByxB1RkzGzGqVT_U-jvGy99YmpAXOaztTDfj-DZAG/s1600-h/HPIM9182.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5j27qWeH9tqpedTZGWVNin3uu6qF7lN1-F_hd3uAh7Rp5dKbVdrJmI5GaRHwQnRczTp8HjLR0mV81J_NKohFakl15-rz2J_OEMyIByxB1RkzGzGqVT_U-jvGy99YmpAXOaztTDfj-DZAG/s400/HPIM9182.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314307149138329842" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigbA_8IJ9DA8YS6BZeFKNQ0CTa9xBQQgDdGiemxDM6wi_M363Idu66RTyJsKwPRv111ReEQKGyuxVP38VStDB9FF88xc799nDvQAqxSgfA8tr5WG-dOIHYaWKjCnAxJ7HCiUXCtFV3_uLv/s1600-h/HPIM9183.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigbA_8IJ9DA8YS6BZeFKNQ0CTa9xBQQgDdGiemxDM6wi_M363Idu66RTyJsKwPRv111ReEQKGyuxVP38VStDB9FF88xc799nDvQAqxSgfA8tr5WG-dOIHYaWKjCnAxJ7HCiUXCtFV3_uLv/s400/HPIM9183.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314307147412550450" /></a><br /></div><div>He is so loved by so many people. My mother, his great-grandmother, is no exception.</div><div><div><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9msYjiA5Caj9KCWzCeivSa98GBia2Dg9CWgi6OxWF8dcb4PSc3CnUJ4HDQKQ_ydxluJIPvtsyMBA0XpUzGqZDWcSQZmzoVbEcbz2cMP8BpboPHjK3BgFKc-FW1gWGC2OeET__sSJjTbD3/s400/HPIM9195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314311651517509954" /><br /></div><div>Neither is his great-grandfather, my dad!</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd0Cmb5ostnJBAj7U7jPm2-GasDhR6rOYzDweyGXnMV4ju7wcp58fvyggfURwUFWi5OKwW_ZjXTAO5_c_yN49VfmOzPwCdkKZTFPXQLRJSPSN9ycMv8iaX6EqI7kXFX7ap-6gz23L5j8y9/s1600-h/HPIM9203.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd0Cmb5ostnJBAj7U7jPm2-GasDhR6rOYzDweyGXnMV4ju7wcp58fvyggfURwUFWi5OKwW_ZjXTAO5_c_yN49VfmOzPwCdkKZTFPXQLRJSPSN9ycMv8iaX6EqI7kXFX7ap-6gz23L5j8y9/s400/HPIM9203.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314315278213277650" /></a><br /></div><div>But Mason is totally in love with my brother, his grandpa. He smiles at him and it is just heart-melting. It totally turns my 6'4" bear of a brother to jelly.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ4a2WOhTUeEgz4d7jmr3N4pfWfhguuRJCfSRv6U8wB0oqlc4XblvBcL18onVsyfNWRpK7GUYmeCnhkIULNSbIv5jkSUGMjJwZARpIazJ3nJEo2y1C6vD3I-qmwMW8OwhLL8KyShZpY63q/s1600-h/HPIM9206.JPG"><div><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ4a2WOhTUeEgz4d7jmr3N4pfWfhguuRJCfSRv6U8wB0oqlc4XblvBcL18onVsyfNWRpK7GUYmeCnhkIULNSbIv5jkSUGMjJwZARpIazJ3nJEo2y1C6vD3I-qmwMW8OwhLL8KyShZpY63q/s400/HPIM9206.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314306945770585106" /></a><br /></div><div>Mason has an aunt and uncle as well, and I couldn't forget them. Sadie - a sweet Boxer that keeps an eye on Mason and has incredible motherly instincts:</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5ZRwwXXxhEBHhx3DJd_gt0STDkWN-2XKu541Ylp00d2F2IGZe8lAuKUSYEC57hjbap9DSBvci_d6daGuHvzCwlg0ZgZqdnFl_LCLrMe-7vuWIZOFE6rzZ6y-Pkxz3_zjCR7U95WpJnER2/s1600-h/HPIM9205.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5ZRwwXXxhEBHhx3DJd_gt0STDkWN-2XKu541Ylp00d2F2IGZe8lAuKUSYEC57hjbap9DSBvci_d6daGuHvzCwlg0ZgZqdnFl_LCLrMe-7vuWIZOFE6rzZ6y-Pkxz3_zjCR7U95WpJnER2/s400/HPIM9205.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314306811097878706" /></a><br /></div><div>And Ozzy - a crazy, super-happy Pug mix who loves each person he sees the best! best! best! until he sees the next person and then he is so so so happy to see that person too! It's too funny.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEeGE1NUb7MPgoDzaQsvZpUgSgO57McbIqjV7zTJViq0aj6dQCBECMijuZvU4Lco_Lp8W8Sc2LXxL-t3Z49wAKX0bV3s010zjMaxQHuyAYsGk-pohyphenhyphenILq2xT-Sy9LPhiULgsCcL8ZH9WQr/s1600-h/HPIM9204.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEeGE1NUb7MPgoDzaQsvZpUgSgO57McbIqjV7zTJViq0aj6dQCBECMijuZvU4Lco_Lp8W8Sc2LXxL-t3Z49wAKX0bV3s010zjMaxQHuyAYsGk-pohyphenhyphenILq2xT-Sy9LPhiULgsCcL8ZH9WQr/s400/HPIM9204.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314306801606076482" /></a><br /></div><div>More pictures to come as I get them from family. Of course the only ones I had on my camera are of the baby and the dogs. So me, I know. But it was an incredible trip and now I just need about 16 hours to catch up on sleep....</div><div><br /></div></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4728422915707895696.post-9075583219299168152009-03-12T10:58:00.002-04:002009-03-12T11:01:10.974-04:00Update on Dr. JoeJoe has received his business license and set up his insurance, so he is officially good to go! I have been very impressed with him - he's totally hitting the ground running and already has all these fantastic ideas to market himself and get his name out in the community. I guess he is just really excited to finally be able to do what he has been working toward for five years.<br /><br />So, if anyone knows anyone in need of a chiropractor in the Alexandria, VA area, I know a great one! :-)Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4728422915707895696.post-67888128869372990912009-03-09T12:56:00.003-04:002009-03-09T13:02:48.354-04:00Sweet, Sweet WarmthIt was over 70 degrees this weekend and I was in complete heaven! Walking around without 17 layers of clothes on, warm evening walks with the dogs, and no need for the heater (saving $$, yes!) To celebrate, we took the dogs on a hike at Great Falls Park in Virginia. We had a great time, and Ava even enjoyed herself (mostly).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEB3I2ChKZwFfwRBh-Rocc-2B4wcaEsKQkARA_SK-bw2rjZ9tE7KH9WvHSD-_QXDQ70aETrPD0tFJHL6B19Prc_ej0EBLAiG4WrN03P-aWecRPLj5dkyPYbhVrxRY_9fBzgYJ7huf2nMDI/s1600-h/Hike2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEB3I2ChKZwFfwRBh-Rocc-2B4wcaEsKQkARA_SK-bw2rjZ9tE7KH9WvHSD-_QXDQ70aETrPD0tFJHL6B19Prc_ej0EBLAiG4WrN03P-aWecRPLj5dkyPYbhVrxRY_9fBzgYJ7huf2nMDI/s400/Hike2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311233273279657250" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTigFZTAkRg5pOGAikYFaBVxU3VyTMz65sSr6Yal3x7DlNXtegcVp_ee9e0cNalKeCqmRI6y5lfhB9uHyIShc0DMYzGuMlV554noELEeRoBuX-qOO6lWrHFo-Kq4oxZrp-Sk3Q2Fhm3egE/s1600-h/Hike1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTigFZTAkRg5pOGAikYFaBVxU3VyTMz65sSr6Yal3x7DlNXtegcVp_ee9e0cNalKeCqmRI6y5lfhB9uHyIShc0DMYzGuMlV554noELEeRoBuX-qOO6lWrHFo-Kq4oxZrp-Sk3Q2Fhm3egE/s400/Hike1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311233267801625970" border="0" /></a>It's supposed to get cold again this week, but it was a nice preview to Spring, and definitely boosted all our spirits.Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4728422915707895696.post-47339832616266333812009-03-07T09:10:00.002-05:002009-03-07T09:19:11.064-05:00Dr. JoeWe are very happy to report that Joe received TWO job offers yesterday! He took the better offer and is now officially working in Alexandria, Virginia! The office is called Total Care Spine Center (www.totalcarespine.com) and the owner is Dr. Richard Solomon. Joe and Dr. Solomon got along well, he's very laid back and a nice guy.<div><br /></div><div>Now, Joe has to get his insurance set up, and a business license, and then start marketing, marketing, marketing! He already has a huge list of ideas and no matter what he says, he's really good at that stuff. I've seen him in action and he's got this way about him that puts people at ease, and makes them want to come see him. I have no doubt he will have patients lined up in no time.</div><div><br /></div><div>So, that's the big news!</div><div><br /></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4728422915707895696.post-50402729940634894792009-03-05T20:01:00.002-05:002009-03-05T20:04:12.470-05:00Another Chiropractor in the Family<div>Looks like we have another chiropractor in the family. Ava wants to be just like her dad....</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJkDlzfXkdBAiDyzWDOl-5p-7WvBiEr6zjfjBJOsPNDeiEkXvujSPfLX8GKFyl7U3OKjgoA2iwideZfWKIL03bnsRn2ic5gcV1BLqhAk2jl-rj1U7ISZ2C19CMp1F4WZ_Lgq0p3bbZLcAZ/s1600-h/Ava+Chiropractor.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJkDlzfXkdBAiDyzWDOl-5p-7WvBiEr6zjfjBJOsPNDeiEkXvujSPfLX8GKFyl7U3OKjgoA2iwideZfWKIL03bnsRn2ic5gcV1BLqhAk2jl-rj1U7ISZ2C19CMp1F4WZ_Lgq0p3bbZLcAZ/s400/Ava+Chiropractor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309874118242464738" /></a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4728422915707895696.post-90130001632405864782009-03-03T12:37:00.007-05:002009-03-03T13:33:52.852-05:00Snow Day!Joe and I woke up to this yesterday morning:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl0EoO83ijPVgNG3hvGcY3EGo8CKQuNkvkHdRmWEi1D-Y1Ui-WlluAmafoQXiiIktNeb9yQlB5CRNp_l0irhC7LhUlBQzJAX-ls6qhXd4gn38i6vSdzBEsXR130OSLDUiiXWilrll0HWuS/s1600-h/Snow1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl0EoO83ijPVgNG3hvGcY3EGo8CKQuNkvkHdRmWEi1D-Y1Ui-WlluAmafoQXiiIktNeb9yQlB5CRNp_l0irhC7LhUlBQzJAX-ls6qhXd4gn38i6vSdzBEsXR130OSLDUiiXWilrll0HWuS/s400/Snow1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309020768673559394" border="0" /></a><br />Isn't it beautiful? We had so much fun taking Jack out in it - he absolutely loved it and it was the first time we'd seen him in any real snow (last winter we were in Europe and his grandparents got to see him loving the snow, we didn't).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTRu8td3kaMcoB5FF10VdKlCz6KnB7LsiAL6t3C7kfnF6YZdS5xe-vbrgQstqpCO4lY1ANGskoFcJ8RCA6vrx0iKUhNPuP5MXziA2EYhvpxb15pMQKtDt2kfRKa51pTaJO6ZxCR9BMR3Yf/s1600-h/Snow2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTRu8td3kaMcoB5FF10VdKlCz6KnB7LsiAL6t3C7kfnF6YZdS5xe-vbrgQstqpCO4lY1ANGskoFcJ8RCA6vrx0iKUhNPuP5MXziA2EYhvpxb15pMQKtDt2kfRKa51pTaJO6ZxCR9BMR3Yf/s400/Snow2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309020459589783554" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_GrWsleaDKgYT-z0FOrz8bLQIsGoEaMMBt9E53HJt-b5GR9j2D7oqvCP_9u2he9OWO4W-TQ2ADnsTien-sAsPCF7-delO_rPn0Lh8SbhY9NNLcKnufsMMSZpWYLIM6AxnU6O-mc5CuWKM/s1600-h/Snow3.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_GrWsleaDKgYT-z0FOrz8bLQIsGoEaMMBt9E53HJt-b5GR9j2D7oqvCP_9u2he9OWO4W-TQ2ADnsTien-sAsPCF7-delO_rPn0Lh8SbhY9NNLcKnufsMMSZpWYLIM6AxnU6O-mc5CuWKM/s400/Snow3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309017256117146402" border="0" /></a><br />We ended up getting around 5-6 inches, which completely shut this town down. My supervisor called and told me to work from home, so I set up a makeshift desk at home and worked all day in my pjs. It was the BEST WORKDAY EVER!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBfSfL0tGI8lz2pg3MrAFvtQfYtxwgLKRghyphenhyphenA1SFyAsaURxsToFCAmzX_u5_k_2lqDpMQRxoBL41P_Eu02OjLGEsSzIdhYVZ7VZ4u9sv7SITPmMpJBf7Zb9fFXjNYbM2GTzFX4U65BlQAu/s1600-h/Snow4.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBfSfL0tGI8lz2pg3MrAFvtQfYtxwgLKRghyphenhyphenA1SFyAsaURxsToFCAmzX_u5_k_2lqDpMQRxoBL41P_Eu02OjLGEsSzIdhYVZ7VZ4u9sv7SITPmMpJBf7Zb9fFXjNYbM2GTzFX4U65BlQAu/s400/Snow4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309020028270484482" border="0" /></a><br />Yes, that is Joe's massage table, his doctor's chair, and a cutting board under the computer. Worked perfectly, though. We did end up taking Ava out later in the day. I should have taken a picture of that - she 100% hated it. And would do anything and everything possible to stay on the defrosted parts of the sidewalk - hopping over any portion of snow. Too funny.<br /><br />So, we finally got our snow. And it is now out of our system. We're done with Winter now. Summer, it's time for you to show your face. Please??Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4728422915707895696.post-63357059554049930022009-03-01T17:44:00.014-05:002009-03-01T18:16:08.988-05:00Pictures of the Pups<div>We've had a pretty laid-back weekend. Stuart came over on Saturday and we hung out for a while, and then took Jackson to the dog park. (It was pretty cold, so Ava, the little princess that she is, got out of it.) Stuart was nice enough to take some professional shots of the pups. Here are my favorites:</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNsfencAWHT1iKfs-VX1rV4D_ZNpjBCCDpLD5YXcjJBtL7aETRKSSEVXN8hkBRe5HzLTu7qAXyxDv91LB4_c_3wpFG6Pcfjl5q8VuV6m8TXoQobCugIKrv51Yh5QxQYGG3Ae5kJirVWt2K/s1600-h/3319552498_4256a9f406.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNsfencAWHT1iKfs-VX1rV4D_ZNpjBCCDpLD5YXcjJBtL7aETRKSSEVXN8hkBRe5HzLTu7qAXyxDv91LB4_c_3wpFG6Pcfjl5q8VuV6m8TXoQobCugIKrv51Yh5QxQYGG3Ae5kJirVWt2K/s400/3319552498_4256a9f406.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308358270977530578" /></a>"Please, mom, don't make me go outside. It's cold out there... whimper, whimper..."<br /><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ52Im5Bpp949lrH-4J5FfbEkN0TRj5X48MXtYBIRRc-bp-TMgFvj30cOjJk5bbe47MFGGynPNHXUPrGO1MXw7d94BX9XIp2dINJKvMe1mEkpyuffDsPHfVygkqZMZk9QBS8yDunVX4WUI/s1600-h/3319555026_9ec983d104.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ52Im5Bpp949lrH-4J5FfbEkN0TRj5X48MXtYBIRRc-bp-TMgFvj30cOjJk5bbe47MFGGynPNHXUPrGO1MXw7d94BX9XIp2dINJKvMe1mEkpyuffDsPHfVygkqZMZk9QBS8yDunVX4WUI/s400/3319555026_9ec983d104.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308358269310817778" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpYYfT0qofWaCEIqBLUKYOpoRqvxN9ICgX8LkJ_zSS6TavF6Gct7XLNRywo0Bj-Ep0IaQLtw8CggK3LrtEw42g2OWUBHSNebRZPtwT7T1umufh1UBioMOcOnJ9YqYKuuZfvoQCnowni0Vx/s1600-h/3318724903_442312d19c.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpYYfT0qofWaCEIqBLUKYOpoRqvxN9ICgX8LkJ_zSS6TavF6Gct7XLNRywo0Bj-Ep0IaQLtw8CggK3LrtEw42g2OWUBHSNebRZPtwT7T1umufh1UBioMOcOnJ9YqYKuuZfvoQCnowni0Vx/s400/3318724903_442312d19c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308358261204272514" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfy6bcrWxX1A26jAXsFhTptmJ5vV5ADrpWjzrGnVtA41VCjQMbgO7qGsbuIehr27Kj_ZEssx_DeFKKejFYBu8gevP3BhQ-Mu11gxTPirdB_wE0aIpstWFYgAUig7NFsZnuK-1ciNxgwvGU/s1600-h/3319542204_7a488b0e4a.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 182px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfy6bcrWxX1A26jAXsFhTptmJ5vV5ADrpWjzrGnVtA41VCjQMbgO7qGsbuIehr27Kj_ZEssx_DeFKKejFYBu8gevP3BhQ-Mu11gxTPirdB_wE0aIpstWFYgAUig7NFsZnuK-1ciNxgwvGU/s400/3319542204_7a488b0e4a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308358118026047330" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6vbpYY7VKWxtXEWQuzVmmNXpkjN_iFqJrhMNfjjJxwztXFT8r6GFPEre2DWXWBh0F5q_3FadYhTZKQc4wJyQhkjUVmPHryzLtYKEPIPq9ZaUFYXh5WsYsEFcqbdWDnmyMfbgSHCuxAIbi/s1600-h/3319537042_e38bccd4d0.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6vbpYY7VKWxtXEWQuzVmmNXpkjN_iFqJrhMNfjjJxwztXFT8r6GFPEre2DWXWBh0F5q_3FadYhTZKQc4wJyQhkjUVmPHryzLtYKEPIPq9ZaUFYXh5WsYsEFcqbdWDnmyMfbgSHCuxAIbi/s400/3319537042_e38bccd4d0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308358039871489906" /></a>"Hey, Dad, get back here and throw this ball."</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6lc2flGLXaeWFB4qFuDqCsM5M4C9e-zDHsLa0JmOAdlCSTdVwAVmY0QK7WQTMImisB3G5etx06D3bvxK0msZ9W8u7h2IGtImPsghhwaSvNHDm5UwKlHwts0UtT0YRqDCtiOrQouKjWkzg/s1600-h/3318719707_9d9ae2fbc3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6lc2flGLXaeWFB4qFuDqCsM5M4C9e-zDHsLa0JmOAdlCSTdVwAVmY0QK7WQTMImisB3G5etx06D3bvxK0msZ9W8u7h2IGtImPsghhwaSvNHDm5UwKlHwts0UtT0YRqDCtiOrQouKjWkzg/s400/3318719707_9d9ae2fbc3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308357312942997778" /></a>"What's he doing back there?"</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCC9Bk2ZSqvBfa63mwJXszfexiSjpnwCvqQTj2aBTzKprZ7fp1jSeFLwOHxviJFRahm9-0is7_sICXPUXh5UGYKTxRhFXS1Ar_xZiYCb3gh_m0CJmeKbvvMFc3fZu4nQkGfriuTQIr1228/s1600-h/3318719093_dc5bc01af4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCC9Bk2ZSqvBfa63mwJXszfexiSjpnwCvqQTj2aBTzKprZ7fp1jSeFLwOHxviJFRahm9-0is7_sICXPUXh5UGYKTxRhFXS1Ar_xZiYCb3gh_m0CJmeKbvvMFc3fZu4nQkGfriuTQIr1228/s400/3318719093_dc5bc01af4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308356026178773682" /></a></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxjlGv5QKmV2B22B_PkKvAiofTw1WirOSnXw05mz_sVNzfuDYlthJgqha6wwJ-rYGBRGP-FgcBtr3e-N6Bi_XjY-7qk2GESb_p1dvQ_cjUiWuQlwn8od__xaCSoiRLnIs07tUG02JhctAE/s1600-h/3318717701_1aac33eaee.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxjlGv5QKmV2B22B_PkKvAiofTw1WirOSnXw05mz_sVNzfuDYlthJgqha6wwJ-rYGBRGP-FgcBtr3e-N6Bi_XjY-7qk2GESb_p1dvQ_cjUiWuQlwn8od__xaCSoiRLnIs07tUG02JhctAE/s400/3318717701_1aac33eaee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308356021010942002" /></a>"You want it? Come and get it!"</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKl0bMcB_iGuIpL47Q1Q70i9nKuJ2-oCUZkEeFzElR3-55UiYkmpFLxtPVV3djbg5exYKqu3fw468OgNfsaKXfqNS3xXr1T6_Egdf1flbtnWtZ9ehASGlf9Vd9nOi97Z1oaMqLsUF5hy3N/s1600-h/3318717257_0b5a029e9d.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKl0bMcB_iGuIpL47Q1Q70i9nKuJ2-oCUZkEeFzElR3-55UiYkmpFLxtPVV3djbg5exYKqu3fw468OgNfsaKXfqNS3xXr1T6_Egdf1flbtnWtZ9ehASGlf9Vd9nOi97Z1oaMqLsUF5hy3N/s400/3318717257_0b5a029e9d.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308356021159949794" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXX0DYh3vGbAOlZDkrC_z33lgTNuKBSIde6liX0f2A5qxTTQOlgKBltHSEhdP0CU_OJO3-r-kUpZvv7Pd2peE3XEIndZXXFF9e1jmXLwJGZaNXcwx4kNRi269uEn3J1tNJTdY6bGRcr6QN/s1600-h/3318711635_72d3cd35bc.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXX0DYh3vGbAOlZDkrC_z33lgTNuKBSIde6liX0f2A5qxTTQOlgKBltHSEhdP0CU_OJO3-r-kUpZvv7Pd2peE3XEIndZXXFF9e1jmXLwJGZaNXcwx4kNRi269uEn3J1tNJTdY6bGRcr6QN/s400/3318711635_72d3cd35bc.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308355909652755410" /></a><br /></div><div>So, which is your favorite shot?</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4728422915707895696.post-47262851720261433032009-02-26T10:09:00.003-05:002009-02-26T10:16:51.503-05:00When Did I Become So Frickin' Domestic?I found this awesome tofu and spinach lasagna recipe online the other day, so I decided to attempt to make it. I had no real hope of it turning out right - I've made peace with the fact that I am not a good cook, and most of the things I try to make, especially the first time, turn out unappetizing, ugly, burnt, raw, or otherwise inedible. I had Pizza Hut on speed dial, let's just put it that way.<br /><br />But, much to Joe and my wonder, it turned out AWESOME and because of this, it deserved it's own blog entry. I was very proud - can't you just see the pride in my eyes??<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinv3Ej-BTrKOx2ZeyNgV0KHvOhyphenhyphenmYWhpIG0mSqSN1Zxiu-gRI4Qa2KtDMotAN4jderp2Iij3xorJpkO3EAASIxONgHK46MhAzCV2y6BXT8jC85__Xigi4-Jp7b95qP5hMoni45G5uo6mR4/s1600-h/Lasagna.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinv3Ej-BTrKOx2ZeyNgV0KHvOhyphenhyphenmYWhpIG0mSqSN1Zxiu-gRI4Qa2KtDMotAN4jderp2Iij3xorJpkO3EAASIxONgHK46MhAzCV2y6BXT8jC85__Xigi4-Jp7b95qP5hMoni45G5uo6mR4/s400/Lasagna.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307123749815470738" border="0" /></a><br />It's a beautiful thing, and get this - it also tasted awesome!! No really, it did. Joe even went back for seconds and even though he never really complains about what I make, and always tries to make "yummy" sounds and say that is tastes good, I can always tell that it's never "that" good, in his opinion. :-) This time I could tell he actually liked it - even though it had tofu in it!!<br /><br />A total win for me!Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4728422915707895696.post-61944783021968255162009-02-24T09:38:00.005-05:002009-02-24T11:37:05.424-05:00Ice Skating in downtown Washington D.C.Saturday was a packed day! First, Joe and I took a 2-hour drive into the middle of Virginia to conduct a home visit for IG Rescue. The house was out in the middle of nowhere and was owned by two retired intelligence officers who wanted to start volunteering for us. They had two Italian Greyhounds of their own, and they turned out to be great people! Their house was built around an original 1700's cabin and they had tons of stories to tell about its history. Really amazing.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCcCqGolGz5Zw659RHovqE2PEoSaEsl3Xe2DPpFOBkzx7PvN7Ibq7HbC_QB52_urpgRhRw4KCUofo7p9qPBczItcDulMVC1Kfelu3ZyOnIykO8GAu-bXdiNM9nAZy7Jr73zFrgBL4dmdSe/s1600-h/home+visit+3.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCcCqGolGz5Zw659RHovqE2PEoSaEsl3Xe2DPpFOBkzx7PvN7Ibq7HbC_QB52_urpgRhRw4KCUofo7p9qPBczItcDulMVC1Kfelu3ZyOnIykO8GAu-bXdiNM9nAZy7Jr73zFrgBL4dmdSe/s400/home+visit+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306403559429151970" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRnUFGnRGj_X8jVHklWTTecy6xu8iYDS97O1f_gTzX2nEyLPDvYvAoItZz2l2mM5ID4dfj_ExUbtJQedZcdfMsTGkjgAXYHZ7MjqS-lXgDoc5m7lJghNgIk4gisyP3o1SxfOfK5Bzc6rAn/s1600-h/home+visit+2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRnUFGnRGj_X8jVHklWTTecy6xu8iYDS97O1f_gTzX2nEyLPDvYvAoItZz2l2mM5ID4dfj_ExUbtJQedZcdfMsTGkjgAXYHZ7MjqS-lXgDoc5m7lJghNgIk4gisyP3o1SxfOfK5Bzc6rAn/s400/home+visit+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306403554749368930" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-qIhSpXREzjv_J8Uk7rjT42J6O89uLPsiuyIz6idz7z3L9ht8CzYI7xCCWzURiepSEzkJlH5DyITFU705_uAY1vsWgor1VAAESuGLf1a2fDkTJKGt5ODHCNjmumRUvcEj59mYsW_xqwx5/s1600-h/home+visit+1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-qIhSpXREzjv_J8Uk7rjT42J6O89uLPsiuyIz6idz7z3L9ht8CzYI7xCCWzURiepSEzkJlH5DyITFU705_uAY1vsWgor1VAAESuGLf1a2fDkTJKGt5ODHCNjmumRUvcEj59mYsW_xqwx5/s400/home+visit+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306403551634711778" border="0" /></a>Then, we drove home, walked the dogs, and hopped on the metro to meet Stuart at his place for dinner. Stuart cooked us veggie burgers and tater tots, and after we stuffed ourselves, we headed downtown for ice skating! I haven't ice skated since my teens, and Joe had never been on skates, so it was an adventure! We had so much fun, though!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvbvW49nAKiO4m4ievx-V_k0EsIvmDNQvE8U-_NuS5dienHv6EPOr6DPKCBw6Rw1O6HvqeoOHkuJ5JMBm635U0MbOIvhgtMXKFjQlHDkSJT2A82N-Rv8JQnvU64sCzHg3d5GrF2LX01qOA/s1600-h/Ice+Skating+5.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvbvW49nAKiO4m4ievx-V_k0EsIvmDNQvE8U-_NuS5dienHv6EPOr6DPKCBw6Rw1O6HvqeoOHkuJ5JMBm635U0MbOIvhgtMXKFjQlHDkSJT2A82N-Rv8JQnvU64sCzHg3d5GrF2LX01qOA/s400/Ice+Skating+5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306388487884349586" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDB2rgqWhipspeG6-Sbg3BnysIl5C6zafm38W3hRYKgwNhP6MTCGCBzv0-AkIqn-GEb4jfG7krcJr1maYP2xr6tlb9ZH0NvA4GVnSMJ6xok9Jw5VhwXfbc6JWWDtSO4miauZVxTqYuot5J/s1600-h/Ice+Skating+4.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDB2rgqWhipspeG6-Sbg3BnysIl5C6zafm38W3hRYKgwNhP6MTCGCBzv0-AkIqn-GEb4jfG7krcJr1maYP2xr6tlb9ZH0NvA4GVnSMJ6xok9Jw5VhwXfbc6JWWDtSO4miauZVxTqYuot5J/s400/Ice+Skating+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306373814652256194" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7oT8vMyZVnjRFK1aoOG0MGgqQ7Q0FWMlT9Pz7I_xmcRwKI1n2BzJqpc7tLxQTjEjROmWtDMzTimlytQISjIi6LTlbdzs97OWgXqF9gVQXnEAnQUgjVzJsIk8fP-66kdXVQZzSXTKPBLaA/s1600-h/Ice+Skating+3.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7oT8vMyZVnjRFK1aoOG0MGgqQ7Q0FWMlT9Pz7I_xmcRwKI1n2BzJqpc7tLxQTjEjROmWtDMzTimlytQISjIi6LTlbdzs97OWgXqF9gVQXnEAnQUgjVzJsIk8fP-66kdXVQZzSXTKPBLaA/s400/Ice+Skating+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306373808876565810" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4jPlLoAbHPz4bTOj0KmKmTxwMRl_BaLKUPuU2MR0-i5Jii0YHFdhmkjpAzHMFqQNh9w2f95bOAZUaACYPUP8BbgEArsa-ug1tnrHkJpf7xzKp95uji79XZ-RsSgBvkbRcCKE_XPYzAB-N/s1600-h/Ice+Skating+2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4jPlLoAbHPz4bTOj0KmKmTxwMRl_BaLKUPuU2MR0-i5Jii0YHFdhmkjpAzHMFqQNh9w2f95bOAZUaACYPUP8BbgEArsa-ug1tnrHkJpf7xzKp95uji79XZ-RsSgBvkbRcCKE_XPYzAB-N/s400/Ice+Skating+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306373804498225170" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPNdD1Eik5BYPXsI2deHKk6cqH6L6JcNlmbJi88_1cGD3NkBx5ibFwJa_xu8btGDV2ZzpUYX0mBBAqUtKQJi8mXrHazmztKxpiguWbXJL2g0k4ktfa_ZqGdkRtgUDNJtzI4mqZNJdVq1_X/s1600-h/Ice+Skating+1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 382px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPNdD1Eik5BYPXsI2deHKk6cqH6L6JcNlmbJi88_1cGD3NkBx5ibFwJa_xu8btGDV2ZzpUYX0mBBAqUtKQJi8mXrHazmztKxpiguWbXJL2g0k4ktfa_ZqGdkRtgUDNJtzI4mqZNJdVq1_X/s400/Ice+Skating+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306373801021207346" border="0" /></a>This picture is my favorite - Stuart took a picture right when Joe was about to fall and I was holding him up. The expressions on our faces are priceless!<br /><br />It was definitely great exercise as well as a ton of fun!<br /><br />That was the big adventure for the weekend. The rest of the weekend was spent recovering (I slept in until 11:00 on Sunday) and resting up for the work week.Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4728422915707895696.post-56294577635598043102009-02-18T14:16:00.003-05:002009-02-18T14:20:12.498-05:00Supporting Courage Campaign's "Fidelity"Joe and I support this cause and wanted to share this very moving video with you.<br /><br /><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b-awVQkTeVE&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b-awVQkTeVE&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object><br /><br />If you are moved to take action, visit http://www.couragecampaign.org/page/s/divorce and sign the petition to invalidate Prop 8.Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4728422915707895696.post-73580319185719606272009-02-15T11:42:00.008-05:002009-02-15T12:17:33.482-05:00Feeling Very Loved on Valentine's Day<div>For Valentine's Day, I will be getting sappy, so for those of you who are not privy to that kind of talk, log off now and check back later. I will totally understand. :-)</div><div><br /></div><div>I was just talking to Joe the other day about the fact that even though both of our families are a wee bit crazy (you know you are!), they are such wonderful people, so supportive of us, and love us so much. It's a really nice feeling. So then Valentine's Day rolls around, and look at the sweet things we found sitting next to our front door!</div><div><br /></div><div>First, my mom sent us a variety box of coffee for our kick-ass coffee maker. We ran out of coffee about a month and a half ago, and because we are really trying to save money, we couldn't buy more. I have been able to have a delicious, perfect cup of coffee now for the last several days. Thank you Mom!!</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzEiAfUpO3yIVXMsOQOwZ-YeY5ssIYyZRI4kQup76oI7KBfl04U3B77aUnhtVNn9JU1ZLIkcJXtaGw9JfbWeEvrcZmpXIdKlWZs0-DoWlmdi8C44atf3kwxag-Dgo3qwEkpyhMs73uRVGx/s1600-h/HPIM9128.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzEiAfUpO3yIVXMsOQOwZ-YeY5ssIYyZRI4kQup76oI7KBfl04U3B77aUnhtVNn9JU1ZLIkcJXtaGw9JfbWeEvrcZmpXIdKlWZs0-DoWlmdi8C44atf3kwxag-Dgo3qwEkpyhMs73uRVGx/s400/HPIM9128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303066592744509314" /></a><br /><div>My Dad is currently in Hawaii, and has been for a month now, lucky bastard. I've talked to him a couple times and he is always lounging around on the beach, soaking up the 75 degree weather. Anyway, Joe came home one afternoon, after running some errands, and found this sitting by the front door:<br /><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif8KFR1Jcbf8m6iSBRJvDl0le5LIY8vdNN5SxDEuUCL7-yTbFJSRaoicG7oMKevhYAg8JqTHIrCVw9AxNZbwb2IFjybx2QMK74KRV2Sk9gCqxHpTY-mro2NQWu38o-BcX6KUOTC-UoEMyz/s400/HPIM9124.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303066584480529474" />That's right, my father sent me a COCONUT from Hawaii!! How crazy is that? It has my address on it, and my dad, uncle and aunt wrote messages on the outside. It was definitely the most unique thing I have every received!</div><div><br /></div><div>And then Joe texted me to inform me that I had received something from HIS father! A box of Sees Chocolates! It was so sweet because his dad gets all the woman in his family Sees Chocolates for Valentine's Day. It's like his thing - and it's tradition to go to the same Sees store and pick out the perfect box for each girl. It made me feel incredibly special that he sent one all the way to me... plus, they are so good and I can't stop eating them. I keep telling Joe to stay away from them - they were sent to ME after all.</div><div><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu_xpMBFGEhHZ9-G7DALsRMtoCkdfFi8o3yf4oITbRdhA6vc75hA0d98kQ5y2AqiZOeO9B5Mejn-raN1fR7nF9FfP83KnBsSGxd8mGKcsjRAoPZv2hRbqmEMh6uP4wuhxVKitDUXl0ezER/s400/HPIM9123.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303066568763101458" /></div><div>So, you have to admit that our families are so sweet and thoughtful and we are very lucky to have them. :-)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Now, look at this beautiful bouquet of flowers. :-) Joe brought these to me at work on Friday. He definitely got props for that, considering I work in an office full of woman. Lots of "ooo"s and "ahh"s in the office. The bouquet has lilies, daisies and carnations in it - three of my favorite flowers. And it smells wonderfully!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIgTGmSpT-ugaE9x614WkvJtRs0C-mTa1RwDXFQabWiq-pw2JThLQHG8SwulkIiX88gPVJGKNtAhEZf27ZiFpgA0weZFRCtJGgwaJEDHVLkRFhaSdlkG64rSAdaT5oWiT54avqnXvEl-Dl/s1600-h/HPIM9127.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIgTGmSpT-ugaE9x614WkvJtRs0C-mTa1RwDXFQabWiq-pw2JThLQHG8SwulkIiX88gPVJGKNtAhEZf27ZiFpgA0weZFRCtJGgwaJEDHVLkRFhaSdlkG64rSAdaT5oWiT54avqnXvEl-Dl/s400/HPIM9127.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303066588134483810" /></a></div><div><br />Then last night he made me a surprise dinner - falafel from scratch! Now, that may not sound good to some of you, but falafel happens to be one of my all-time favorite foods and they are very time-consuming to make from scratch. Isn't he just the sweetest??<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWW06Uq4Dai9F0JYRdvMnaN6RQSmbz28ze1TVlPPWdE27b9Fz4wp8N8oxpK1tSJ5cpYmJrbOJnYuPf5F9gskrezrn5Tew9oG6WjlvN8QkqA1gAkyIeDIogv5GLQs8I7PsF_4ULC7333lWJ/s1600-h/HPIM9129.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWW06Uq4Dai9F0JYRdvMnaN6RQSmbz28ze1TVlPPWdE27b9Fz4wp8N8oxpK1tSJ5cpYmJrbOJnYuPf5F9gskrezrn5Tew9oG6WjlvN8QkqA1gAkyIeDIogv5GLQs8I7PsF_4ULC7333lWJ/s400/HPIM9129.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303066263505280338" /></a><br /></div><div>The dinner turned out so great and we ate by candlelight on our coffee table! We still don't have chairs for our kitchen table, but this ended up being very romantic! Champagne with raspberries topped it all off.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwcL2OVI3jo6bWsCqQFd2lFYpRQ0Dcg0f7Vi31IpJc7Z0D14R4Vlt3smfUl0LIYM2GMb7JfyjjNz9SvLkzRbCezJLm_r3UjxNfm_iergmUJ4-PBZDJRlMBBMeZvcTguL_vphFv3M27F4df/s1600-h/HPIM9130.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwcL2OVI3jo6bWsCqQFd2lFYpRQ0Dcg0f7Vi31IpJc7Z0D14R4Vlt3smfUl0LIYM2GMb7JfyjjNz9SvLkzRbCezJLm_r3UjxNfm_iergmUJ4-PBZDJRlMBBMeZvcTguL_vphFv3M27F4df/s400/HPIM9130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303066113057938066" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuQUTqfKTbIrq_N-lp_prKcuTOdm3VI-E9vVR4vJulHHeF_2Am2ke5aGMZjY6mmSwSYY-EK9reXlDyiJKc3-UJdFpaCyEIpXjTpbwCz74KlEtNwilCNT98TaPkYIuZv9f-pUsPnUL3NQzi/s1600-h/HPIM9131.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuQUTqfKTbIrq_N-lp_prKcuTOdm3VI-E9vVR4vJulHHeF_2Am2ke5aGMZjY6mmSwSYY-EK9reXlDyiJKc3-UJdFpaCyEIpXjTpbwCz74KlEtNwilCNT98TaPkYIuZv9f-pUsPnUL3NQzi/s400/HPIM9131.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303065906726880018" /></a><br /></div><div>I was in charge of dessert, so I made chocolate fudge cake with pink frosting. I made a powdered sugar heart on top, too. It was goooood.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUzcI2tg36EFRVfn5NcFOD9-Qt2M4P5wDnvkDtArgLpzq6VOcH7F9tuTTpP7JzlGnWQPcPEh4xDjz3AuigZr95KZLo7mlS8OK1pK99INt1X7WDdCjqiX5FV54RcLnbInNuZzJIbHyhLJh4/s1600-h/HPIM9135.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUzcI2tg36EFRVfn5NcFOD9-Qt2M4P5wDnvkDtArgLpzq6VOcH7F9tuTTpP7JzlGnWQPcPEh4xDjz3AuigZr95KZLo7mlS8OK1pK99INt1X7WDdCjqiX5FV54RcLnbInNuZzJIbHyhLJh4/s400/HPIM9135.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303065791168510418" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">All-in-all, a perfect Valentine's Day. I would love to hear about yours!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12470834138243209317noreply@blogger.com3